2- Past

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I've been told before not to hide who I am, but I can't seem to do that, I keep myself isolated and cramped up where no one can see me. But I had support, up until a few years back when my brother Calum left for tours. I have an older sister but it's not the same since she's in collage.

Life is hard and it's a rollercoaster that only goes up. Now I face the world by myself. I walk to my first class to see my 'boyfriend', Andrew. I slightly roll my eyes, but quickly smile and walk up to him. "Hey Drew!" I say smiling he smiles slightly taking my hand as we walk to class. I have Chemistry and he has basic math, Andrew isn't the brightest of people. He's actually an asshole. He lets me go and I walk into class ready to start the extremely long day.

7 hours Later

After school I drive home. Andrew wants to hang out but being the ass he is I don't want to so I pretended to be sick. I got home laying my books of homework and notes that I have to study, across my bed. I pulled out a pencil starting on my 4 hours of homework.

Exams start soon and I've been studying like crazy trying to memorize everything. One by one pieces click and I have about a 1/3 of my science book memorized. I only have half of my math book and a quarter of my English. It's been so hard lately.

It's now 12:00 I'm still only 3 hours into my homework. Honestly I could cry. I try to concentrate, "oh my god!" I exclaim to myself resting my head against the wall. I have one last question to answer and then I'm done I was able to get most of it done within 3 hours. I'm impressed with myself.

After that last question I can't help but fall asleep and resting my head on my pillow as I drift into deep sleep.

I woke up at 3 am "calum?" I mumble then I realize it's just a dream. Why can't he just come home? I want my brother, that's all I've wanted for a year or so. I don't know what else to do but cry. I can't help but breakdown holding the pillow. I grab my phone off the nightstand getting ready to text him, realizing he's busy at a meeting probably. So I give up. I walk towards the bathroom lightly cutting down my shoulder. I don't even clean the cut I leave it hiding the blades and I lay back down. To sleep for a while more.

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