Six Years Later

Renuited and it Doesnt Feel Good

It wasn't until nine thirty in the morning the next day that I woke up. I look to my right and see that Kyle isn't here with me like he usually is, but then I remember I'm back in California and I can hear the waves crashing a little bit away. That is one thing I've definitely missed. Waking up to the sound of crashing waves is so much better than waking up to the sound of rain pounding against the window.

"Calum?" I yell, walking down the hall and into the kitchen, seeing a note taped to the silver fridge. 'Went on a morning run, be back soon,' Is what it read. Sighing, I open it and grab the jug of apple juice and a glass to fill it with.

"Your legs are sexier than I remember." The voice startles me, but when I turn around, it's like I've seen a ghost. The guy I've worked so hard the last six years to get over is here in front of me, shirtless with great swears hanging low in his hips. I drop my glass causing it to shatter when it hit the tile floor.

I jump at the sound and the sharp pain that stung my foot. "Shit." He mutters. "C'mere." He says pulling a chair up. I limp over to it and plop my bottom into it, chuckling lightly at the sound it made. "Damn, that's a pretty deep cut." He tells me, his eyes zeroing in on it.

I watch in shock as he fixes up my foot. "Medical school, Daniela." he sighs. I guess he felt me staring.

"I never even wanted to be a doctor. And since when am I Daniela to you?" I question.

"Yeah, well, a lot happens in six years. You being a klutz, however, doesn't appear to be one of them." He sighs, looking up at me with those grey eyes I fell in love with.

I yank my foot out of his grasp. "And you're still an ass." I snap.

He laughs sarcastically. "Oh, I'm sorry, six years of complete and utter silence and then you decide to show up to my apartment completely unannounced and I'm supposed to be welcoming to the girl who broke my heart? Sorry, it doesn't work that way."

"I broke your heart? Are you joking?" I demand.

"Why would I be joking about that?" He asks standing up and crossing his arms over his defined chest.

A low growl escapes my lips as I stand up. "Hospital bed, me crying because you got shot, you telling me you don't love me and to leave. Ring any bells?" I spat, walking past him and to the bathroom.

"You weren't supposed to do that!" He screams after me.

"Well excuse me for doing what you said! Force of habit!" I scream back at him, ready to slam the door until Calum walks in, drenched in sweat.

I glare at him. "Oh, good you two are talking again. How's that going?" He asks.

"You made it sound like he was dying on the phone." I snarl, walking up to him. He gulps, looking down at me. "Was this some stupid ploy to get me down here?" I demand. He's silent but the look of regret in his eyes is answer enough. "You're both asses. I'm of here." I say, my voice coming out hard and cold.

I storm, or more like limp, back to the master barroom and grab my duffle bag, throwing on an old tshirt, a pair of athletic shorts, and some flip flops. "Dani."

I groan, yanking the door open to see a concerned Calum and an angry Carson. "You don't have to leave." Calum pleads.

"Pretty sure she does. We just agreed on it."

I raise an eyebrow at Calum. "I said that to shut you up." He sighs looking over his shoulder at his stupid friend. "Look, you haven't been home in such a long time, Dani. Why not stay for the summer? I'm sorry for tricking you."

"Major dick move."

Calum chuckles and shakes his head. "Stay here for the summer, free of charge."

"Dude!" Carson yells.

I think about it for a minute. "Ok fine. But I want the master bedroom."

"No. No way in hell are you coming here and pushing Calum out of his bedroom for the summer."

Calum groans. "Carson, dude, shut up. Dani, you can have the bedroom." Grinning in satisfaction, I slam the door in their faces.