"Orson please pick up. Please, I'm really worried." Astra said in her phone as she paced around her room. "You didn't come to our Christmas gathering yesterday, you haven't picked up the phone since before we went to the lake."
Astra shook her head as she walked over to her desk and grabbed the picture of her and Harley.
"If I said something the other day, I'm really sorry. Just please, please talk to me. You're really scaring me."
Tears slid down her face as she set the picture back down. She couldn't lose him like she lost Harley.
"I'm going to your house Orson, I'm leaving right now. You better be there. I swear if you're not there, I'm going to kill you myself!" Astra hung up the phone and ran to her car keys.
"Where are you going? Are you okay?"
Astra ignored Carly and ran outside to her car and drove all the way to his apartment.
He wasn't there.
He wasn't home.
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The love letter and the suicide note
Short StoryWhen Astra accidentally calls the wrong number when she tries to call her uncle, what she expected to only be a one night phone call, ends up being nightly phone calls with the broken boy on the other side of the line. After finding out his plan to...
