Finding Ford

chapter nine

Ava: Why not? Are you okay?

The reply doesn't come within seconds, which tears me apart slowly and excruciatingly until my phone finally beeps again.

Ford: Yeah

Ford: I mean...

Ford: Yeah, I'm okay

I stare at the three texts. He sounds unsure, which worries me. I almost want to call him again, because I'm still not even sure if this is him, because he's been missing for a month only leaving behind a bloody jewellery box and jacket and I just don't know what to think at this point.

Ava: Where are you?

Ford: Wherever you want me to be ;)

Ava: FORD WILSON. THIS ISN'T A JOKE. WHERE THE HELL HAVE YOU BEEN FOR THE PAST MONTH??

Ford: Okay, jeez. I'm... I don't even know.

Ford: Listen, Ava, you can't tell anyone about this.

I stare at the screen in disbelief. I hesitate to answer, but Ford answers before I can, with a lengthy message.

Ford: I know that it's a lot to ask. Maybe I shouldn't have texted you. But after seeing what you texted me, it made me kind of guilty. And I'm feeling a lot of things right now, and I don't need to add even MORE guilt to it. Listen, I'm okay. I'm alive. That's all you need to know. You can't tell ANYONE that I texted you. As for as you or anyone else knows, I'm still missing. For all anyone knows, I might be dead. Ava, I'm begging you. If you tell ANYONE about this, it could cost my life.

It could cost my life. Oh, my God. Was someone after Ford? Where the hell was he? Why can't I tell anyone? Does he want people to think he's missing? Questions are running through my head at a hundred miles per hour, but I only think of one thing important enough to demand of him before anything else.

Ava: Only if YOU promise me one thing.

Ford: I can't come back, Ava.

Ava: That's not what I was going to ask.

Ford. Alright... shoot.

Ava: Don't stop texting me. I know it sounds stupid, but there hasn't been a trace of you in a MONTH. I thought you were dead. It tore me apart, I've been killing myself over this for a whole freaking month. You don't have to tell me what's going on, but just.. don't leave again. Please?

Ford doesn't reply.

Ava: Ford?

Ava: FORD.

I'm almost shaking in fear. Did he seriously just go and do the exact opposite of what I asked of him? I meant what I told him; I wouldn't be able to stand it if he just disappear again, it would break me. My heart shatters in relief when my phone beeps.

Ford: Sorry, had to handle something. Yeah, Ava, I promise. 

I sink back against the mattress in relief. I let myself a couple of deep breaths. He's okay. It's okay.

Ava: Do you think we're friends?

Ford: Is that a trick question?

Ava: Everyone's saying I barely knew you. I know we didn't talk much, but... do you think I barely knew you?

Ford: I think you know me a lot better than you think you do.

Ava: That's cryptic

Ford: Is it?

Ford: Brb, something's going on, I'll text you in the morning.

Ava: Okay. Stay safe, I guess.

Ford doesn't reply.

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I don't get a text from Ford in the morning. I'm constantly on high alert, waiting for the beep of my phone, but when I don't get one, I choose to actually continue living my life and go up to brush my teeth.

Jas comes over at one to work on a project. Ford still hasn't texted back. I want to tell her, I really do; I'm itching to tell someone. But I promised Ford something, and Ford promised me something, and I wouldn't want him breaking his promise, so I'm not going to break mine.

"This is stupid," Jas announces as she raids my fridge for juice. "Cumulative Assignments were a spawn of Satan, I'm telling you."

"So were exams," I say, tapping my pencil against my study notes. I know I should be concentrating on the material, but I can barely get myself to focus.

"Hey, have you talked to  Lucas lately?" Jas asks.

"No. Why?"

"He just seems so down without Ford," Jas admits, finally grabbing the juice she wants and making her way back to the table.

"Why are you bringing up Ford?" I suddenly shoot at her.

Jas' eyebrows shoot up. "No reason, jeez."

"Do you know something?"

"No! God, Ava, at the rate you've been talking about, I thought you'd want to talk about him any opportunity you get."

I huff, trying to sound convincing as I say, "Well, I don't. Let's just focus on this project."

I'm lying, and Jas sees this, either by my sweating palms or my jumpy demeanour, but she doesn't say anything. I try to focus on the project, but the whole time, I'm focused on the phone in my pocket, seeming like it's burning a hole.

Ford still hasn't replied. Something in the back of my mind can't help but feel like something's wrong. More wrong than usual, that is.

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