"Hey babe, It's me. I just, I needed t-, well I want to talk to you. And I'm really sorry, and I love you, and just please call me ok? Because this really sucks right now." Unintelligible tears.
Beep
"Hey, so you just need to know, I don't give a fuck who you think you are, NO ONE does that to me. Seriously, you can go fuck off because I never want you to contact me again! Go to hell asshole!"
Beep
"Hey, Sam? Can we talk? I think she should work some things out. I want to save this, I do, but right now I can't do that without you. Please call me."
Beep
"Um, hey Sam, she asked me to call... awkward I'm sorry. She just can't explain herself right now, and I think I know her well enough to make sense out of her, well at least make it comprehendible to normal human beings. Give me a call back if you want to."
Beep
"I love you... goodbye."
"I feel so guilty, so goddamn guilty. This is all my fault, my own stupid fault can't you see that? I'll do anything, anything just let me talk to you. I need to talk to you. Please..."
Beep
"How did I let you hurt me? I promised myself that wouldn't happen, I thought that I was stronger then all of this! I love you and you can't see that, not at all, not for a second. What did I do wrong, how did I mess this up?"
Beep
"It's really over, isn't it? This is the beginning of the end, even if it all works out."
Beep
"I can't do anything, can't even make sense on my own anymore. I'm so broken. All of this is so broken."
Beep
"I love you... goodbye."
But really, she hangs up the phone before he answers, no voicemail messages, no message at all.
He doesn't do anything either. No one's fault. Just the way it goes.
No one's fault. Just life.
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