Innocence

XX

"I happened."

"Um, explain?" I waved my hands in an explaining gesture, to let him know I was confused. More than confused to be honest. "How did you happen? I only met you like, a month maybe, ago," I pointed out.

"I've done more to you than you'll ever know," Calum shook his head dismissively. Before I could voice my thoughts, he did it for me. "As creepy as it sounds, but if I never came into your life... you might be happy."

"Might be? You don't sound to certain there..." my voice trailed on uncertainly. I wasn't looking forward to getting an explanation over this. This whole drama thing I had going on with Calum made me want to beat my head against a brick wall.

But at the same time, I needed to know.

Calum rolled his eyes and leaned back into the couch. "I'm not certain! You know what? I'm not certain about bloody anything involving you!"

I frowned. "What the hell is that supposed to mean?"

He didn't answer, closing his eyes.

"What the hell does it mean?" I yelled.

"Shut up Crystal! For three seconds."

I flinched, leaning back into to the couch and biting my lip nervously. I waited for around about three seconds, counting up, waiting for Calum to speak first. But I was fearful now, because if I annoyed him, he wouldn't tell me anything, and he wouldn't tell me anything if I didn't ask. So therefore, I am kinda screwed.

"I'll read you a bit, alright? I don't want to kill you with all these answers..." Calum frowned. What was he going to read? My eyes suddenly locked on the white envelope in his hands and he fiddled with it nervously. Then he ripped the top off and my breathing hitched in my throat.

Is this it? Is this the part of my life where the answers are delivered to me on a silver platter? This is it... my life is-

"I can't do it,"

My jaw dropped. Calum's eyes were watery, little tear drops rolling down his face. I dug my nails into the palm of my hand, clenching my hands in a fist. I knew the hope I felt was too much to ask for. I knew the hope for answers was nonexistent. I'd never get anything from Calum with his frequent ability to change moods in three seconds.

"I'm leaving," I stood up. "I actually can't deal with you dangling answers right in front of me so I follow you and stay with you, and then you pull them away at the last minute," I threw my hands in the air. "I'm done,"

"Crystal, wait!"

I ignored him, storming towards the door. My heart was pounding in my chest so loudly I was surprised Calum hadn't commented on it. I pulled open the door, standing under the doorframe for about three seconds to listen to Calum explain himself.

Again.

Sure, I know. Give the poor heartbroken guy a break. He loves his girlfriend, he loves me. He's muddled in the head at the moment, and me being around him isn't a help. I closed my eyes, feeling my eyes become watery.

It wasn't the right thing for me to come here.

"Crystal," I felt his hands on my waist as he spun me around to face him. I still got those annoying tingles. The tingles that told me this was right when I knew it was wrong.

And I was forced to gaze into those stupid dark eyes. Stupid.

Stupid.

"Crystal, stop, please," I didn't even realize that we were both crying now. Why? I didn't know. He probable did though, because he was the wise old Calum and he knew everything. My thoughts were bitter at this point. "Crystal!"