Donuts • ch

Powdered Jelly//Epilogue

I opened my eyes letting the blinding light shock me. The hand on my back was rubbing comforting circles onto my sore muscles. My nose was delighted with the ever so pleasant scent of donuts.

I squinted towards the chair adjacent from my own, it was empty. I don't get confused often but right not I really was baffled. Were was Calum? Wasn't he just with me? And why did I fall asleep while talking to him?

I finally turned to face the being that belong to the hand. The face of my mother continued to confuse me even further. I'm always thrilled to see my mother but I couldn't help but think, Why on Earth was she here?

"Hey, honey." She said in her soft comforting voice. Yet her voice didn't exactly match her facial features. Her tone was sweet and loving, yet her eyebrows scrunched together with her lips slightly puckered.

"Where's Calum?" The question left my mouth before even thinking. I couldn't help it was the first thought that had popped into my mind. It were as if he was there in the chair across from me seconds ago, and now I'm waking up and he's gone. Did I fall asleep on the table and he went home? I would have thought he would stay until I awake again, or even sleep in the uncomfortable position along with me, not leave.

Her eyebrows raised and she made a humming sound, clearly not understanding my question.

"Calum," My eyes flickered around the shop once more, "Do you know where he is?"

"I have no idea who you're talking about." My mother gave me a look that meant she clearly thought I was going insane. Maybe I was.

"You know, the boy I've been with for three months, Glenda knows him well." Without a response from my mom I stood and went to the counter, ringing the bell.

Glenda popped her head out of the kitchen doors and flashed a smile at me, "Good morning sleeping beauty. How are you feeling today?"

I was confused as to why Glenda felt the need to ask how I was feeling, being with Calum the past few months has made me feel like a whole new person. "I'm fine, thank you for asking. I just have a question, do you know where Calum is?"

"Who is Calum?"

I was befuddled as to why they didn't remember Calum? Personally, I think he is a pretty unforgettable person.

I glanced between both of the women and my confusion only grew stronger. Their deadpan states of utter puzzlement matched my own, yet it was completely different reasons.

I reached for my neck to grab the necklace that he had given to me not long ago. But when I did, I came up short, my hand only came into contact with my skin. My hand rapidly touched the area around my neck to see if it was only my imagination, but it wasn't there.

My eyes frantically searched the floor around the table, maybe it fell off during my deep slumber? Unless my eyes are failing me, it was no where to be seen. The heavy feeling of my heart dropping overcame every sense.

"Sweetie, what's the matter? You look like you've seen a ghost." In my peripheral vision I could see my mother come closer to me.

My hand slowly reached to my back pocket, and in it was my phone. Time seemed as if it had slowed down to an almost unbearable pace. I felt light headed and my lungs weren't able to inhale the oxygen in the air.

As I scrolled through my contacts twice, even three times I choked on the air that I finally breathed in. Where had his number gone? I had it, I knew I did. Not having his number didn't mean much, I had the digits memorized after the countless times we texted and talked on the phone.

My fingers almost instantly type the numbers as if it was an instinct I was programmed with. When the dial tone stopped after three rings, I opened my mouth, ready to greet the boy that has scared me more times than enough by not even being here in the flesh.

Instead of his beautiful voice I was startled by a robot-women-operator saying the number is not in service and to hang up or press pound for more options. I hung up and locked the phone, returning it into my back pocket.

"What month is it?" I calmly asked my mother as she stood in front of me.

"It's May of 2015."

"Oh." Was the only thought running through my head before I realized it has only been three days since my dad passed.

Calum wasn't real.

Calum was just a dream. A figment of my imagination that fooled me into thinking I had a chance at happiness. Everything that happened, was said and felt, wasn't real. It was my imagination. Even if it felt so real and true, it was fake.

I now know how people feel when they get catfished, and it sucks. At least with people that get catfished, they know that there was someone on the other side talking to them, whether it's who they say they are or not.

My head was pounding to the beat of my heart. With every beat that sent and received blood, echoed through my skull. Every appendage on my body felt numb and I started to feel light headed.

"Honey, who is Calum?" My mothers voice cut through my thoughts and the heavy silence like a sharp knife. It felt as if that imaginary knife was repeatedly stabbing into my heart. Like it was show no signs of mercy.

Instead of answering her question I ignored it and turned to Glenda, who stood behind the counter. "What's the time?" My voice was shaking as were my hands.

"It's almost eleven in the morning." She gave me a strange look before continuing with a statement, "You came at four in the morning."

My mother seems appalled by her true fact, "Why were you here at four in the morning?"

And that was when I thought back to the words Calum had said in my dream, yet they were my thoughts as his words. So I changed what he had told me and made them my own question to ask back at her, "It's only four in the morning once a day, so why not celebrate?"

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So yeah plot twist she fell asleep and dreamt of cal. I was trying to hardcore foreshadow that, with the things they would say... ((she compared him to a dream she never wanted to awake from))

And Paige thought cal was gonna die, sike. He never existed.

I'm going to post an acknowledgement chapter later so...

It's done, thank you for reading, ily.