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James|Roseanne

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JAMES

"What? No! That's crazy." Vincent exclaims as Nico tells us about his date from yesterday.

Or as he calls it, an "outgoing".

"The girl tried to kiss you on the first date?!" Alec yells.

Nico nods his head causing Alec to whistle under his breath.

"So you two didn't kiss?" I ask.

"No, mate. The girl is pretty and nice, but we just didn't click. So there would be no point in kissing her." Nico continues.

"Mate, pass me a slice of pizza, please." Alec nods at Vincent.

The lads and I, including Theo, were all spread out in the living room, a few boxes of pizza scattered among the table as Nico told us about his date.

"What about you, Adri? We have seen the girls asking you for your phone number, any lucky girl, yet?" Nico turns to me.

Alec turns to us."Our boy here is always rejecting the girls so kindly that somehow they become more attracted to him."

"It must be that Italian charm," Vincent nods at Alec.

"If anything, the only girl that has managed to have his number is stranger girl. Tell us about her, have you two confessed your feelings for each other?" Nco wiggles his eyebrows at me and I roll my eyes.

"There is nothing going on between us. If anything, we are just friends." I tell them.

Nico snorts. "Right, just friends."

"Yeah! I'm just friends with my girlfriend." Vince laughs loudly causing the rest of us to join him.

These hooligans.

My phone vibrates against the center table and I reach for it as the others change the conversation topic to school.

New Message from Princess

Ah, so she's finally texting me.

Unlocking my phone, I expect to see another pick-up line, but instead, I see something else.

05:37 p.m.

Stranger?

Are you my friend?

I feel a weird feeling surge within me as I read the second message.

Frowning, I type in a reply.

05:39 p.m.

It seems so.

Where is this coming from?

I wait for a reply, but it never comes. Instead, she leaves me on read.

And somehow, that doesn't sit well with me.

Turning to the noise around me I see that Alec is laughing loudly at something Nico said, while Vincent simply glares at both of them.

Glancing at my phone, I turn to the guys.

"I'll be back in a bit, I have to take care of something," I say while getting up from the couch.

The three of them nod wearily and Theo simply stands from the floor to follow me upstairs to my room.

Something was bothering me.

And I couldn't shake the weird feeling I had.

Shutting the door to my room, I walk to my bed and sit on it. Theo, sitting next to me. Giving him a slight pat on the head, I grab my phone and click on her phone number as I wait for the phone to ring.

"Princess?" I call out once she answers the phone.

The only thing I hear is a sob and my body jerks in alert.

I hear her choke a sob for a few more seconds before I finally hear the voice I've been dreading to hear.

"Stranger." She manages to say in the midst of her crying.

The grip of my phone tightens and I feel my heart racing. "What's wrong?"

"I- I just-" She tries to speak but her sobs muffle her words and she gives up.

"Baby, tell me what's wrong?" I ask.

But she says nothing.

The only sound that could be heard is her cries.

By now, I'm on my feet in worry.

"I'm worthless." She says quietly and my heart drops.

"What? What the fuck are you talking about? Why did you just say that?" I demand.

"I'm sorry."

That's all she says before ending the call.

As soon as she does that, I'm livid. I'm fuming with anger.

How can she hang up on me like that? Without telling me anything?

I was angry, but most importantly, I was hurt.

Refusing to leave things like that, I call her once more, but the phone goes straight to voicemail.

I throw the phone and it lands on the bed.

'I'm worthless' She said.

That's fucking rubbish.

So why would she say that?

I run a hand through my hair as I take a deep breath.

There was no way for me to reach her if she wasn't answering the phone.

I knew nothing of her.

But why?

Why was she crying?

I wanted to know.

Somehow hearing her cry like that, pained me.

Walking to my bed, I reach for my phone again.

05:48 p.m.

Princess, please, tell me what happened.

I need to know what caused this.

I wait for her reply, but unlike the first time, she doesn't read my messages.

"Why the fuck was she crying?" I grit out in frustration.

Theo whines in response as he sits next to my leg.

Bending down to pet him I say. "I'm sorry boy, I'm not mad at you. I'm just angry. She's not answering me and I'm worried. I don't know what to do."

Theo whines and places his paw on my hand.

I smile at him as he tries to nuzzle his head on me. "Let's hope she's okay, Theo. That's all I can do."

A nock on the door distracts me from Theo and I look towards the door.

"James, it's your aunt. Can I come in?" She asks and I stand up.

"Yeah," After I say that, the door opens.

Evelyn comes inside, her face morphed in concern. "I just came home from work and the boys told me you were here. Alec mentioned that something seemed wrong. Are you still feeling sick again?"

"No, I feel fine," I mumble.

My aunt stares at me before walking to my bed. As she sits, she pats the spot next to me, motioning for me to do the same.

Walking to the bed, I sit next to her.

"What's wrong?"

I pinch the bridge of my phone and sigh.

"It's her."

My aunt frowns before nodding. "The girl you've been texting?"

"Yeah."

"What about her?" She asks.

"I called her because she asked me a weird question through text, but she was crying. And she said something that was strange." As I explain to her what's wrong, I feel my heart swell in pain as I remember the way she was crying

There was so much emotion.

So much pain.

"What was it?" My aunt asks quietly.

"She said she's worthless."

"Oh," I turn to my aunt who frowns in response as she looks to the wall head of us. "Did you ask her what's wrong?"

I nod my head. "Yeah, but she just apologized before hanging up."

My aunt turns to me and I wait for her to speak. "Was she acting weird before this happened?"

"No," I sigh. "She was chirpy recently, so I don't know what could have caused this."

"Son, since you don't know her, just continue sending her messages. And let her know that you're there for her. Perhaps, something serious happened to her, but she was afraid to tell you. If you let her know that you're there for her, she might trust you enough to tell her what's wrong. But don't give up, don't let her feel like she is alone. She could be facing something bad, and just didn't want to bother you. So don't make her feel alone."

"You're right," I smile at my aunt. "Thank you."

"Don't stress too much, James. Just try letting her know that you're there for her." She says softly squeezing my hand.

After our conversation, we walked back downstairs, and even though I joined the conversation the boys were having, at the back of my mind, was her.

I couldn't stop worrying about her.

Every now and then I would send her a message letting her know that I was here for her. That was the least I could do.

The rest of the night went like that until I was on my bed, ready to go to sleep. The phone in my hands as I checked to see if she read my messages, but there was nothing.

She still hadn't read my messages. But I refused my mind to travel through dangerous depths. I have to believe she is fine in order to stay sane.

Raising the volume of my phone to the maximum, I place it next to me in case she decides to call me late at night.

Turning to my back I close my eyes ready to sleep,

•••

But sleep never came.

And despite being up the whole night. I wasn't tired.

Instead, I was worried.

Every time I unlocked my phone, I expected to see a message from her, but each time I was disappointed when I saw everything but her name.

"James, are you alright?" Nathan asks as we walk together to our next class.

I've been out of it the whole day. The other guys even noticed it.

"I'm fine, just worried," I respond.

"Give it some time, she might come around when she's ready to talk." He pats my back and we enter our next class.

The rest of the day consisted of that. Not even my classes had managed to distract me from her. She was all I could think of right now.

She just hung up the phone like that?

No explanation, no, nothing.

It was normal for me to react like this.

Because after all, she was a girl I became fond of.

•••

It's been two fucking days since she last texted me.

At this point, I didn't know what feeling conquered me more.

My anger or my worriedness.

I've been calling her but there is no answer.

By this point, I feared that something could have happened to her, and I had no way of knowing.

Walking to the living room, I head for the couch.

The house was empty because the boys had accompanied my aunt to buy the groceries, while I decided to stay.

I didn't feel like doing anything.

I've been feeling down the past two days. All because of her.

The girl who has managed to win my affection for her.

Laying on the couch I place a forearm underneath my head as I stare into nothing.

An eerie silence filled the house as I contemplated the reason behind her tears.

From what I've learned, she's a chirpy girl, but there were times when she put herself down.

I noticed it from the beginning. But I never questioned her about it.

Grabbing my phone I click on her my messages expecting to see them unread, but I was wrong. At the end of all my unanswered messages was the one word I have been waiting to see.

She read them.

My eyes grow wide and I make a move to sit properly.

She must have read them just now.

Not waiting any longer, I click on her contact name and wait as the phone rings.

My breath hitches as the phone keeps ringing until it doesn't.

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My loves!

It's been some hours since the previous chapter.

DID YOU MISS ME?

WAS I MISSED?

Probably not.

Did I miss me?

Nah, I didn't miss myself either.

So I was reading the previous chapter yesterday and I noticed that although it is sad, I feel like some of the crying scenes weren't as emotional as I wanted. They were definitely sad, but I just feel like they didn't convey the feelings I was going for.

You see, my goal was (as weird as it sounds) to make you sad. To basically stab you in the heart with my words. And I don't think I did that.

I failed my goal, BUT, DO NOT WORRY. Because I'm probably going to fix some things in that chapter and make it sadder.

I BELIEVE IN ME.

Hmm, maybe I should watch Iron Man's death scene in End Game and get inspired from there because the way my heart broke in the end 😭😭😭😭😭😭😭.

Okay, this is making me sound sadistic 😂😂.

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