Boychild & Girlchild.

Hesitantly he grasped his phone, sending her a text with a simple goodnight. He was tired from his class, and was currently in a hotel room with a few other guys he’d grown to know.

wz attacked at home. ok now. <3.

Adam snapped upright, his finger already hitting the call button as he waited nervously for her to pick up.

“Boychild?” She whispered, her voice seeming hesitant.

“Yeah, baby, it’s me. Are you alright? Did he get you? Do you want me to come home?” His voice was full of pure concern for this simple girl, his hand running through his hair.

“I’m fine, a bit shaken. I’m staying with a friend tonight, and the police are watching the house. Stay out and have fun, I’ll see you soon.” She responded quietly.

Her voice sounded so tired and fragile and nervous, as if she’d gone to a Halloween Horror Night full of clowns when they were her fear four times. He sighed quietly as he whispered simply, “Take care, Oli.”

An affirmative noise sounded from her end before they said goodbye.
And then, for a moment, Adam paused and wondered why he couldn’t get her voice from his mind.