Scarred For Life

Chapter 4

Danielle's Point of View

"Aaaarrrggghhhhhh!" I screamed. I was having a nightmare. I would normally get these but, this was a big one.

I started shaking around in my bed. I didn't know what was wrong with me.
I felt hands gently shake my shoulders.

"Danielle? Danielle?!"

I jolted awake and saw that it was Calum.

"What the fuck was that?" He asked as I caught my breath. My heart was thumping out my chest and my whole body was shaking.

"What's... what's happening? It's too hot in here. Why are you spinning? Stop spinning my head hurts. Ow!" I hold my head in pain before falling into pit of darkness.

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My eyes slowly opened as I got used to my surroundings. I didn't know where I was. I wasn't in the room I normally am. I slowly sat up and saw Calum lying on the floor. His hands were clasped behind his head and he was looking up at the ceiling.

"Calum...?" I gently whispered.

He turned to face me and weakly smiled "are you okay now?"

"I'm fine, why am I in here?"

"I don't know you went into shock last night and fainted or something, I didn't want to let you sleep in the room yourself incase it happened again"

Oh he's so sweet. Stop Danielle!

"Oh um, thanks"

He nodded slowly and went silent. He then looked at me and stared.

"What?"

"Before you fainted last night you complained that you were too hot. So I took off your zipper and... I saw your arms..."

I never even noticed. I looked down at my bare arms and covered them.

"I think I'll go back into the other room"
I slid out of the bed and out the room back into the other one. I lay on the bed and cried. Him knowing about my parents is bad enough without having to know about my scars. Oh no, I wonder how much he saw.

There was a soft knock on the door. I ignored it and continued to cry. A warm hand rubbed my back as I cried.

"Please stop crying Dan"

"Go away!" I screamed from the pillow.

He refused and continued to rub my back.
I eventually calmed down and lifted up my head from the extremely soggy pillow.

I faced the wall opposite me " don't act like you care, because I know you don't"

"I'm not pretending" he said.

"Why did you really take me home that night? Cos we both know the real Calum wouldn't have" I turned to face him and he was looking at the wall now.

"I'm not always a mean person you know.."

"Oh really cos the scars and bruises on my body say otherwise" I snarled.

"How many times do I have to say sorry, Dan?! I'm sorry!"

"Yeah well sorry won't cut it! Calum I have almost died because of you, hell I've wanted to kill myself, and it's all because of you. It's your damn fault that I'm scarred for life, Calum !" I stormed out the room and down the stairs.

I slipped on a pair of flip-flops that were by the door, not caring if they were Calum's or not, and went out the door and down to the beach.

No words can describe how much I hate Calum right now. How can he think that sorry will fix everything because it won't. Let's see him out himself in my shoes and then see how it feels.