BZZZ. BZZZ. BZZZZZ.
The screen of Kayla’s phone would illuminate just after two in the morning, following a private display of water works that had exhausted her enough into sleeping. After the harsh light would force her eyes into an abrupt but necessary divide, she would bring the phone to her gaze to find Dusty’s name spread in a bold font right across her screen. With a feeling of foreboding, she would hesitantly carry the screen of her phone against her ear before hearing the loud sound of yelling and crashing upon the other side of the call.
“H...Hello?” She would finally ask before hearing Dusty’s frantic voice on the other end of the call.
“I know you’re probably going to hate me for asking this-”
“If this is about Devon…I don’t care-”
“You were the only one who could calm h
