Your name is Crystal (Chris, Chrissy)
You're a female
You're also a lesbian
You have problems at home but your teacher doesn't know.
Miss Rebecca Alan is a Historical teacher
If she found out about your home life she'd shut you down. You're like h...
I clean the dishes as I cooked and I wanted to do something so Calum and Rebecca could have a break. Sighing heavily, I'm not ready to go back tomorrow.
"If anyone says anything to you tomorrow, just-" Calum begins. "Cal... nobody will talk to me. People bullied me... they're just going to think I'm the quiet kid. They're not going to bother." I sigh, turning round.
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"No darling, people these days will try talk to you,they know that it was dad..." he states. My stomach flips. I almost threw up. "Oh shit..." I gag.
"You good?" Calum panics. I shake my head, quickly making my way to the bathroom. I hover over the toilet and my nausea follows up. The burning sensation curls up my throat as I throw up in the toilet. Calum gently rubs my back calming me down.
The faint footsteps get louder as I see the figure of Rebecca standing at the doorway, she looks shocked. "What's going on?"
"She just realised that people will talk to her at school because it was dad who subjected the incident" Calum explains which makes me vomit again.
While wiping my mouth, I stand up "oh well the bastards dead now, I hope he will go fuck himself as he burns in hell!" I spit.
"Do you know when your court date is?" Rebecca asks. I quickly brush my teeth, staring at myself in the mirror. "2 weeks..." I walk over to her and get into my top toes to place a gentle kiss upon her lips.
She gently holds my waist as my head lays against her chest. "And you Calum?" She asks.
"I'm the day after" he picks himself up and walks out of the room sighing. "I need a drink" he shakes his head.
"Cal you haven't drink in a while... but I understand why, go have a break we'll watch a movie in here" I say slightly smiling at him. He smiles back. "Don't worry he's not bad when he's drunk" I whisper to Rebecca.
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Calum's POV:
I leave Chris' room exhausted. I need a drink so bad. Normally I wouldn't drink because Chris is here, however I can't do this anymore. I've just lost almost everything, if I don't have a distraction, who knows what I can do...?
I grab a bottle of Vodka and begin to drink. I need to drown my thoughts. They're shouting at me. Screaming!
Blaming me...
Did I kill Ashton?
Did I kill Lila?
Is this all my fault?
Oh my god... it's all my fault...
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Eventually I go through 2 bottles, I can still think straight at least...
God I'm a terrible person!
Rebecca's POV:
I can slightly hear sobbing coming from the living room, I want to go check on him but Chris is slightly crying beside me.
They've lost a lot.
Too much should I say.
Calum lost his mother right in front of him, his twin brother, he lost his best friend, his father and someone he thought of as a daughter (Lila) .
Chris... she's loosing herself the most.
Her mother wants her dead, her father wanted her dead, but he died. She lost her brother, Ashton who was her best friend and a brother to both Cal and herself. She lost her best friend. But I can clearly see the person she lost was herself.
She has severe anxiety and you can see how she hopes with it, she has scars on her hands from scratching when nervous. She's become incredibly skinny, she can't keep anything down. I can see scars on her arms. It hurts knowing that whatever I do, I can't help her.
She thinks that nobody will help her, that's because she won't let anyone help her...
"Me ,Tom and Lila had a hideout..." Chris speaks up. "What?" I respond. "We had a hideout... her parents want me to go and help sort out her bedroom... next week." I place a gentle hand on her shoulder pulling her to my chest.
"On Monday, they want me to take some of her things so I have things of memories... but her funeral is next Friday..." she says. A slight sob pains through her voice. She doesn't want to cry I know.
"I'm sorry" I kiss her temple. "I'll be with you, so will Calum..."
"You need time to recover from this... mentally" I state. She nods. "Will I ever?"
I look down at her and see the pain in her ocean eyes. An ocean is peaceful, it's beautiful, but deep down it's damaged, it's scary. She relates as deep down she's really damaged, she's scared. But that doesn't stop me from loving her.
"Yes darling you will...on your own account that is." I respond, looking at her. "I'm going to check on Cal...I don't want him to drink himself dead...that came out wrong... oh-" I panic. "No it's okay... Please I don't want him to drink himself dead either" she states giving me a smile. I smile back getting off the bed and walking out of the room.
As I enter the living room I see Calum on the sofa passed out with an empty bottle of Vodka. I see he's only drank two bottles. It's not good but at least he isn't just downing them.
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I place a blanket over him so he isn't cold.
"Everything will be okay Cal. Everything...will be okay..." I whisper leaning down and gently kissing his head. "I know it's only mid day but sleep well" I state standing to my feet and making my way out of the living room.
I cuddle back up to Chris as we decide to order McDonald's.
