I took a sip of my iced coffee, and swirled my straw around the glass.
"Hey, look at me." Callum said, lifting my chin up with his index finger. Our eyes met, and my breath hitched.
"You believe me, don't you? That I couldn't, I wouldn't do that to you." He said, holding my hand.
I nodded. "I do now, but it was hard Callum, it was. When I saw you in that bed with her, I felt like I was going to die. I know that sounds extreme, but it's true, I thought that maybe you had unresolved feelings for Kelly and seeing her again brought them back up. I thought you didn't feel about me the way I feel about you."
He looked at me incredulously.
"Dylan, I have no feelings for that girl whatsoever. Her doing this just reaffirmed that for me. She did this to break us, she wanted to hurt me and the only way she could do that was by hurting you. I love you sugarplum, you're the love of my life. Don't you get that?" He smiled softly.
I quickly wiped the stray
"Thanks for letting me stay here." I said to Amy, as I put my clothes into the empty drawers in her guestroom."It's no problem, there are so many rooms here and my parents are literally never here so you can stay however long you need."I hugged her tightly. "Thank you for everything Amy, you have been such a good friend to me."She rolled her eyes dramatically and twirled the end of her hair with her finger. "Yea well you're the most real friend I've ever had so.." she trailed. I hugged her again, even tighter."You love me, dont you." I said, grinning.She pushed me off of her. "Yea, yea whatever."I laughed and took a seat on the bed. "I love you too, and hopefully my father comes to his senses so I'm not in your space too long." I said, letting out a deep sigh."Screw your dad, you can stay here until we graduate. I'd like the company, it'd be like a never ending sleeping over." Amy smiled."Maybe," I shrugged.
I combed through the crowd of people spread throughout Amy's house looking for a less populated spot to wait for Callum. I walked into the kitchen, quickly scanning the room, but only saw people I didnt know. I texted Callum, letting him know that I was in the kitchen and to meet me here when he arrived.I grabbed a vanilla cupcake off of the island and dipped my finger in the buttercream frosting and licked it off."Are those any good? I don't wanna risk the calories if they're not." Someone said from behind me. I turned around startled, but looking around, I didn't see anyone over the large marble counter."Down here." The voice said.I looked down and met the eyes of a girl that had to be around 4'10. She had beautiful mocha skin and light brown eyes. She had cat-like makeup on, and black kitten ears sat on her curly afro.
I sat in third period staring out the window, completely unaware of what topic was being talked about in class. My eyes were focused on the parking lot, scanning every car that drove through, hoping to see Callum's.I hadn't heard from Callum in two days, and I was beginning to get worried. The last thing he told me was that he needed time, and I had no idea what that even meant. I began to think about the blow up we had two mornings ago, trying to figure out how everything could go so wrong.-"What are those marks on your arm?"Callum stood up and walked towards me, while I looked down at my arm wondering at what point in the night did my concealer come off.I took a step back as he got closer, and he looked at me suspiciously."Dyl? What is that?" He asked, now right in front of me.
"So.." I trailed off, staring at the girl in front of me. It wasn't even 45 minutes after Vanessa texted me before I was in the car on my way to meet her.She took a sip of water and cleared her throat. "Uh so, do you remember my cousin Marcus from the party?"I thought for a second and nodded."Anyway, so after we left the party, he drives to our grandma's house, and I'm like why the hell are we here right now. My grandma is shocked to see us obviously, because it's late as fuck, but then Marcus started rambling on and on about one of our aunts and how she disconnected from the family after she got married. Anyway, he asks my grandma where her photo albums are, and she gives them to him and he just starts flipping through them, and finally pulls out a picture." She takes a deep breath before digging into her purse. She places it on the table and slides it towards m
I clutched my tote bag to my side, trying to find the courage to finally ring the door bell. Looking in the driveway for the fifth time, I saw that both Callum's motorcycle and car were still there. I thought maybe if I looked enough times, they would disappear and maybe he wasn't home, but sadly that was not the case.He was home. He would see me after three days of ignoring me. He must know that Sara called me, it was from his phone after all. Atleast I hoped he knew. Sara is pretty sneaky, she definitely could have snatched it when he wasn't looking to call me. Maybe I shouldn't be here, if he didn't know I was coming then he probably still doesn't want to talk to me.Right?Before my mind could run through another scenario, the door opened."Dylan! It's good to see you." Callum's dad, Connor said, pulling me into a hug."Good to see you too Mr Gage." I smiled, hugging him back."What ar
I gently tiptoed over the sleeping six-year-olds, and silently made my way up the stairs. Callum's parents had gone to bed a little over an hour ago, but I waited to ensure that they'd be asleep before I went to see Callum.When I got to his room, his door was ajar, so I didn't bother knocking, and lightly pushed it open. He was lying on his back with earbuds in and his eyes closed. I closed the door and walked over to his bed without making a sound. He must have realized that I was there, because he sat up and took out his earbuds."Come here." He said, patting next to him on the bed.I sat beside him, placing one if his pillows on my lap. I avoided his gaze, feeling awkward about the exchange we had less than two hours ago."I want to tell you why I haven't returned any of your messages." He said softly."Okay, why?" I asked, looking up at him.He exhaled before grabbing both of my hands into his.
"Do you seriously want to do this right now?" I groaned.My dad looked at me and then looked behind him into the house and signed, turning around, he shook his head. "No, I guess not. Come in, the both of you." He muttered.I turned to Callum and grinned before grabbing his hand and walking into the house.My father led us to the living room, where my grandparents sat on the sofa, Eliza and Mel sitting across from them with their fakest smiles on."Look who's here!" My dad stated, happily.Everyone stood up. My grandfather stood at 6'5, a deep brown complextion, and a very serious demeanor. My grandmother was more than a foot shorter than him, with very light skin, and green eyes. Her demeanor was equally as serious as his. Her curly hair was in an updo, she wore a designer dress, with a diamond encrusted bracelet to complete her outfit. She looked amazing. She cracked a small smile when I walked in, while my grandfather remained stoic."Gra
"What time do you wake up in the morning? I want us to have breakfast together." My grandmother said."Uhh.." I trailed, looking over to my father, not knowing what to say. My grandparents didn't know that I wasn't living here, and I didn't want to lie to them."I'll tell the chef 9 am, if that works for the two of you." My father said, his body tense."That's fine Steven, that work for you, Dylan?" She asked."Yes, 9 is fine.""Alright, I'll see you in the morning. Let me go rescue your poor boyfriend from Richard.""Goodnight Grandma, and thank you." I smiled."Dyl, can we talk for a minute?" My father asked, once my grandmother was out of ear range."Sure." I mumbled as he led me into his office.I sat down across from him, annoyed that I'd done this so many times before."I know we have some things we need to discuss, but I was hoping we could do that when your grandparents are gone."I groaned. "C'mon