When I got up this morning, I found a voicemail from you, Benjamin.
It was sent at 2:30am.
It started with a fuzzing sort of sound, a car quietly buzzing in the background.
'Hey Ellie, sorry I missed your call today, beautiful.'
A loud burst of 'OOOOH'S' sounded through the line, and you chuckled.
'Mum and Dad! Shhhh, I'm trying to leave Ellie a voicemail... anyway, I hope you had a good day and I'm sorry for calling so late. We're driving home now. Way earlier than expected, I know.'
You yawned. 'I'll try calling you tomorrow morning, okay? I love you.'
Your voice trailed off.
Then, a string of profanities and strangled screams followed as the sound of tires screeching and shattering glass erupted –
Before the voicemail clicked off.
Oh my God, Benjamin.
YOU ARE READING
Dear Benjamin
Teen FictionBenjamin Hanson and Danielle Foley fell in love almost instantly after, quite literally, bumping into each other. Their love was something else, something anyone and everyone could feel. Their love was pure. It radiated off of them. It was special...
