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Worry is Underrated

The second time that Ricky was sent to a voicemail, the urge to smash his phone against the wall filled his mind, and paying no heed to the security officers by the doors and hallway who kept looking at him, obviously wondering who this strange-acting person was, Ricky cursed again, raking his fingers through his hair in frustration.

Relying solely on hope, he dialed again, his heart pounding at an alarming rate, his fingers shaking uncontrollably as he kept pressing his phone.

"Damn it Jade! Pick the goddamn call!"  Ricky cursed, wishing she could somehow hear him and pick her call. 

He needed like a drug to confirm that she was alright, because he was going the hell out of his mind with worry, and again felt so powerless for not knowing what to do about it. 

He dialed Annabelle's line, making no attempt to hide his emotions the moment she picked up on the first ring. "Ms. Annabelle, try con

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