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By the time I get home I learn that Calv has caught the bus back to his house. I just nod when I hear, still walking to my room.
I don't know how to think about it anymore. There used to be a sick feeling inside my chest whenever something weird happened with him, but lately most things Calv does are weird so...
Besides, people are supposed to learn from their mistakes, aren't they ? This is what I think to myself as I shed the uncomfortable uniform that's probably laced with the smell of BO, Great. I climb in between my warm, soft sheets as I rationalise Calv going home and what will possibly happen. I am too tired to listen to my dad theorise what his motives are, and if I can just sleep for a bit, I know I will probably find out what's happening anyways.
Music is playing somewhere in my room but I am already too comfortable to find where it is coming from. The voices are oddly soothing right now anyway. You say things with your mouth, cobwebs and flies come out.
My bed is holding me captive now and I don't mind at all. The pillows are fluffy faded clouds; the sheets are heavy and comforting hugs - it's almost as if I'm asleep already. My eyes droop and refuse to stay open, alright, I think. I accept and welcome the thick fog of unconsciousness covers me completely as my mind goes blank. Won't you stay alive, I'll take you on a ride.