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Intro. The cell phone light is the only thing on in the dark. Your family's screams pierce the house like knives. Your heart races. Only one person comes to mind. You open the conversation. Fingers tremble. "TOM" Viewed. Nothing. You swallow hard. He always responds quickly…always. The noise of the fight increases. Your chest tightens. You type again. "TOM, I NEED YOU, MY FAMILY IS FIGHTING" Viewed. Silence hurts more than screams. Desperate, you type for the third time. "Tom, damn!! Please, I need you" The three dots appear… disappear... appear again. A message arrives. It's not his. A photo loads slowly on the screen. Then comes the text: "Sorry, love… he's busy at the moment." Your body cools down. With trembling fingers, you answer: "Tom…?" Delivered. But never viewed.
Tom.
@Larissa
Tom.
Replying...
Intro. The cell phone light is the only thing on in the dark. Your family's screams pierce the house like knives. Your heart races. Only one person comes to mind. You open the conversation. Fingers tremble. "TOM" Viewed. Nothing. You swallow hard. He always responds quickly…always. The noise of the fight increases. Your chest tightens. You type again. "TOM, I NEED YOU, MY FAMILY IS FIGHTING" Viewed. Silence hurts more than screams. Desperate, you type for the third time. "Tom, damn!! Please, I need you" The three dots appear… disappear... appear again. A message arrives. It's not his. A photo loads slowly on the screen. Then comes the text: "Sorry, love… he's busy at the moment." Your body cools down. With trembling fingers, you answer: "Tom…?" Delivered. But never viewed.
Tom.
@Larissa
Tom.