The Calling [On Hold]

18. Caylen & Cayley

Basically days later. We've been driving. I lost count but Charlie says we're close.

"Hun are we there yet?" Dayla asked, Charlie didn't respond. I lifted my head off her should and crawled to the front next to him.

"Baby are you okay?" I asked, his eyes still on the road but he smiled at me. I sighed. I did this to him. I love him too much. I turned him into whatever he is. Ran away from home just to help me. Is caught up in all my drama. I did this. I started tearing up but I didn't want anyone to see or hear me cry.

"P-pull over." I said, I could feel their eyes on me.

"Potty break?" Dalya asked, I could hear the humor in her thick Russian accent. I choked on my spit trying to keep myself from crying. I really couldn't be bothered.

"Pull over. Please." I said forcefully as my voice shook. Charlie did as told and the car slowed to a stop. I didn't wait till the car stopped completely. I jumped out and closed the door behind me and walked aimlessly in the middle of the quite town. It looked oddly familiar but eh.

"Cloée?" Dalya yelled. I kept walking.
I heard clicking footsteps behind me but kept going, they stopped the further I walked. Dalya decided not to follow me. Good. I need some space. Time alone. I knew it wasn't safe. But I didn't care. I rather him hurt me than Dal or Charlie any day.

I shifted forward. I knew this place but I couldn't be sure. I swear I knew where I was.
I kept walking.
I saw an old bakery and smiled. I knew exactly where I was.

"OMG The Bakery Cafe!" I said turning around. I realised I walked here alone. Oh well. I turned back around and smiled. I can't believe he brought me-

"Welcome home baby." Charlie kissed my cheek, I didn't care where he came from. I'm just happy he was here. With me.

"Aww." Dalya said snapping a picture. Omg please.

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After buying a dozen donuts for £10 we decided to walk around for a bit.

"Wow Cloée you lived in a really remote place." Dalya giggled drinking her coffee, I rolled my eyes as Charlie and I holding hands swinging as we walked.

"Hey don't talk about my birthplace. This is Sherborne baby!" I smiled. I couldn't believe Charlie drove all the way the Sherborne, Dorset. I needed to praise him for this. Omg.

As we continued to look around I turned to throw away my drink but ended up getting someone else's spilled on me.

"Oh my gósh! I'm quite sorry!" The girl said with an identical accent as mine. Hers seemed a lot stronger though because she's been here longer of course. I was staring at her beauty too long to realise she had hot drink on my t-shirt.

"No it's okay. I should've paid attention as to where I was going. Lemme buy you a new one." I told her, when I spoke she hooked on to every word but smiled at my offer. Her eyebrows frowned then she smiled wider.

"Pardon me for staring. You look oddly familiar." She said waving her hand, I nodded and the two of us walked in the Bakery. Some people looked at us and some didn't even care about anything.

"Cayley two mocha chocolate and caramel lattes please?" The girl with black hair and greenish blue eyes said. They matched the ones my mom used to have.

I pulled out my wallet to pay but she pushed it back in my pocket.

"I was gonna pay?" I offered, she wrinkled up her nose and shook her head.

"I have a clean shirt for you." She said waking around the counter and in the small push open wooden gate. I sighed forgetting my coffee stained shirt.

"Thanks." I said taking it from her, She smiled and nodded. She stared at me as I held it in my hands.

"Um so yeah. How did you know I liked mocha chocolate and caramel lattes,when there's over fifth three varieties in here? I smiled, she was moving around and looked at me.

"What's your name love?" She asked, why should I answer her? She didn't answer anything I asked.

"Cloée." I answered. She sighed.

"Cloée what?" She asked looking back in the kitchen of the bakery.

"C-Cloée Hill-Tayler." I said, as if on cue her head snapped up to look at me and our coffee came out. The girl who had it gasped looking at me and dropped the coffee on the floor. The girl had black hair too but her eyes were dark brown like mines. She looked too much like the girl next to me to not be related.

I was confused and slightly embarrassed my the attention. There was a small audience for no reason.

"You don't remember me do you? Of course not. How could you? You were just a baby!" She said choked up, I frowned my eyebrows.

"I'm Caylen Hill. This is my twin sister Cayley Hill." She answered my unasked question. I nodded waiting for more info. Those names sound crazy familiar. Maybe they're distance cousins. I don't know.

Charlie came in maybe to see what was taking too long and that I was okay. He stared at us and seemed to have a dumbfound expression.

"Impossible." Cayley I think her name was said shaking her head, tears dwelling in her eyes.

"Cloée....I'm-we're your older sisters. We have the same mom." Caylen spoke again, I gasped.

It all makes sense. OMG...