Amnesia

promise

Calum

"Calum, it's for you." Ashton poked me in the stomach and dropped the phone on my face.

"OWW!" I whined, rubbing my forehead.

"Hello?" I heard a familiar voice ask on the phone.

"Hello." I said into it, holding my stomach.

"Is this Calum Hood?"

"Um, who is this?"

"Ashle-"

"ASHLEY?!"

"Yeah. Is this Calu-"

"ASHLEY, ITS CALUM. OH MY GOD, HOW LONG HAS IT BEEN?"

"I'm not sure. Why are you yelling?"

"Sorry. I'm just so happy. I haven't heard your voice in such a long time."

"We saw each other two weeks ago when you visited me."

"Oh, yeah."

She laughed.

"How have you been doing?"

"Um, Jack has come back."

"What? Why? How? When?"

"Jack came back. I don't know why or how. He came back three days ago at my counseling thing. There was this snail that was biting into my skin and I tried to get it off but it wouldn't an-"

"A snail?"

"Yeah. But, anyways, how have you been?"

"Uh, fine."

"Just fine?"

"Just fine."

"Can I ask you something?"

"Sure."

"But you have to promise you will answer honestly."

"Um, okay."

"How have you been?"

How have I been? Everything's crumbling apart.

"To be honest, it hasn't been so great."

"Why?"

"Um, t-the doc-ctors diagnosed me wit-th dep-pression."

"W-What? Why?"

"Um, I-uh."

"Calum, please."

"I don't know, okay! I literally do not know."

"Is there anything else bothering you?"

"Um, he also said I have an eating disorder."

"Oh my god."

"I-I'm sorry."

"You have an eating disorder?"

"Yes."

"You've stopped eating?"

"Y-Yes."

"Why?"

"I-I missed you."

"That doesn't mean you have to stop eating! Calum, you could have gotten yourself seriously hurt! I have a friend here who almost died because she didn't eat for a week straight! Imagine you died?! What would all your fans do? What would Ashton, Luke and Michael do?!"

"I-I'm sorry."

She sighed deeply and I could hear shuffling.

"Calum?"

"Yeah?"

"Promise me you'll eat today?"

"I promise."