CLASSY MOTHERF*****S.

Chapter Thirty-Five: Lost In My Mind

I sat helplessly on the floor, my back leaning on the side of the bed. My eyes closed and knees tightly pressed against my chest.

I'm confused. I shouldn't be crying. I should be trying to move on. I was the one who wanted this but why am I the one crying?

Was I wrong to end us?

Was I wrong that I asked him to leave?

Was I wrong for obeying and thinking about what my mother would like even though she made my life a living hell?

Was I wrong that I didn't mean to fall in love along the way?

If I could've just ignored him when I met him. If I could've just moved away. If I could've just resisted him. If I could've known this would happen sooner than I think then I should've prepared myself.

I hate it, the pain, the ache, the emptiness and regret that I'm feeling.

He's my everything and I was his.

We were supposed to be happy but it all ended up in tears.

Its been 4 hours since I last saw him and I feel like I'm already going crazy like I'm withdrawing from some drug I've been using for years and I just couldn't get enough of it that's why now I'm having an episode.

My chest is aching, it feels hollow but it's aching. The taste of his lips is still lingering in my mouth. The warmth of his touch is still igniting on my skin. I knew that once that I move from my position everything will fade, I'm trying to call his name in my head but were just...fading.

Were fading.

My head shot up when I heard a loud banging on my door. Before I could even tell them to go away my door harshly opened, hitting wall behind.

Calum looked frantic like he's just seen a ghost.

"Calum what..what's wrong?" I asked, I don't like what I'm feeling. My heart is racing and I can sense that something bad happened.

"What car does Luke own!?? Did you just talked to him??? Did you see him just now?!" He was being hysterical, he was shouting and shaking me, both his hands on my shoulder.

"I uh-I don't know what car he used. Y-yes he came by a few hours ago. I don't know we talked but uh-Im confused why are y-you asking me these q-questions?" I hiccupped. "He mightve used his black sedan or audi I dont know, Cal. Im not in the mood" I shook my head as I stare unto my feet.

"No no no!" He shouted and I got pretty startled as he stood up. Pacing back and fort. "Y-you have to come with me-" He grabbed me by the wrist and dragged me out of the room.

"Calum, you're hurting me!" I protested trying to jerk my hamd away from him, "You're acting crazy. Im scared, please slow down and tell me what happened-"

"I dont know I just s-saw an ambulance and a c-car wreck not far f-from here. I dont know I have a feeling t-that-"

I yanked my arm away, stopping dead on my tracks.

"W-what are you t-trying to s-say?" I felt like I was punched on my abdomen area.

"The g-guy on the strecher h-he looks like-" He looks shaken up and pale, lips trembling.

I felt an acid pit forming in my stomach, my eyes glossy and starting to tear once more.

"Stop!" I shouted, "You dont know what you're saying!!!" I fisted my knuckles.

"Please-" He begged before placing his hand on the small of my back guiding me down the staircase.

We were about to open the door when we heard the familiar clanking of stilletos against the cold tiled floor.