His Obsession (On Going)

Chapter 26

Caleb's POV

Speeding helped me to forget about stuff. It made me feel like I could fly. I was hurt. I totally understand Melanie and what she's going through but I felt like there was more to the reason why she didn't want to get intimate with me. I didn't do anything,did I? Or am I just cursed to be rejected by all the people I wanted?

Rejection! That is all I am feeling right now. I know she didn't mean to hurt me or anything but that's just how I feel. I want her so much that it hurts and it hurts more to know that she doesn't want me as much as I do or probably she's holding back. Melanie loves me,that I know but sometimes I feel like I love her more than she does.

I just hope she's not holding back because she thinks I'll hurt her.

She has every right to have that thought. I've hurt her before!

But I was stupid at that time. I've changed! I'd kill myself before even trying to hurt her again!

I didn't know where I was going but I just allowed the wind to take me wherever it wanted. Before I realized,I was already in front of Mike's apartment. I know that in as much as my friends are crazy,they're what I need right now and they'd always be there for me.

I made my way to the living room looking as fucked as ever. His living room was a mess. Bottles of alcoholic beverages were scattered everywhere with loud music blarring out loud. Girls with skimpy clothes were everywhere grinding on the guys. I spotted Zion sitting in one of the deserted couches staring intently at his phone. Zion's been my friend since ages but he's quite mysterious and keeps to himself more often. He's always been there when I needed him so one of these days I'll ask him what's wrong. Anyone who sees him would easily notice that he isn't okay. And I don't wanna act like how I did when Gelo was still alive.

Mike trotted towards my direction when he spotted me.

"Hey Cal,are you okay?"he patted my shoulders when he got closer to me. He knew me so well.

"I hate myself"

He looked quite taken aback by what I said because it's been long since I said something like that. I know he wanted to ask questions about what's wrong but refrained himself from doing so. Instead he grabbed a glass and filled it with a drink,an alcoholic one,I suppose. I was too lost in my thoughts to take a look at whatever he poured in the glass.

"Here,take it"he handed the glass to me while throwing me a sympathetic look. "And take it easy on yourself,buddy. You're not as bad as you think."

I gulped it down and embraced the fucking pain that burnt my throat. My life really is fucked up. Ever since I met Melanie,I tried not to get drunk because she said she didn't like drinking too much. I tried to learn how to cook,which I'm still struggling with, because she said she finds it cute and fun to cook with the people she loved. And I've been celibate since I met her.

I do not expect any medal for that but still I want her to know my worth to her.

But getting drunk just this night won't hurt,will it? I just wanna drown my pain in drinks. At least,it makes you forget about stuff even if it's just for a while.

"Mike,hand me the bottle"

"Cal,I'd really like to prevent you from doing this but looks like you need this"he passed me the bottle and I filled my glass to the brim. I felt the alcohol diluting into my system after taking several shots. I felt a whole lot tipsy and could barely stand on my feet.

"Hey baby! Looks like you need company"a high pitched annoying voice said much to my irritation.

"Y-youuu h-haaave a dumb w-waaay of s-sayinng you w-wanna be f-fuucked"I slurred and tried to get up but landed on whoever was annoying me.