"Hey you've gotten to Luke's voicemail, sorry I can't make it to the phone but call back later or text me."
Fuck. Thanks Luke.
"What's wrong? I'm about to go to sleep Anna."
"I need you to pick me up from the cemetery." I cried.
"What are you doing there Annabelle? Are you okay?"
"I came to see Finn."
"By yourself? I thought you weren't re-"
"Calum I just need you to come and get me, please."
"Of course I will, I'll be there soon."
A massive weight felt like it had been lifted off of my shoulders.
"Thankyou, I'll see you then." I mutter before hanging up.
Mum had left about 10 minutes ago and it had gotten cold. I folded my arms, the jumper not keeping me warm enough. As I was about to walk towards the gates of the graveyard, something in my mind told me to go to Finn's stone.
I wandered over, the darkness surrounding me. Shivers ran up and down my spine as I walked.
I sat down at the gravestone and stared at it.
"You're playing tricks on me. Things were going so well Finn, now Mum is fucked off and thinks I'm crazy." I whispered, my eyes brimming with tears. I peacefully shut them and let the salty liquid slide down my cheeks, now sitting on the grass. It was dark and I had no idea what I was doing.
"I thought I could finally be happy, but I just don't know." I paused.
"So much has happened these past few months."
I gave up speaking before asking a final question.
A sob escaped my lips for the millionth time these past few months, "Are you there?"
My words sounded like a beg, it always seemed impossible for us to ever communicate, but he's got to be there, looking over me at least.
"You can't do that, please, I need you." My cries turned loud.
"Hey, don't cry." I hear Calum appear behind me, I gasped at first, but relaxed as soon as I knew it was him.
"I need him." I whimpered, shaking as well.
"Let's get you home doll." He cooed, helping me up.
"I c-can't go home. Mum left me here, arg-arguments," I stuttered from the cold. He nodded and walked with me faster to his car.
"Stay at mine tonight, and tomorrow we'll go get your uniform and what not." He gave a reassuring smile as we arrived at his car, hopping in and immediately feeling the warmth of the heater.
As we drove, Calum stayed silent, and so did I. I felt bad for him, making him pick me up at 10:30-11:00pm at night.
As we drove down a street, I realized I had never been to Calum's before. I'd never really met his parents either, he seemed secluded with his family.
We pulled up to a massive house. It was huge. Bigger than mine, and mine was spacious as hell.
"Let's get you into something warm, yeah?" His voice was muffled as he exited the car, myself doing the same. "Yeah."
"I just need to hear about everything." Calum breaks the silence. We were sat on the floor in his room with a cup of hot chocolate, wrapped in blankets as I lay my back against his bed base and he lay opposite me on the floor.
I sucked in a deep breath, nervous for what I was about to share.
"Do you want me to start from the very beginning?" I question, fiddling with my fingers.
Calum shook his head a muttered, "Start from where you stopped telling me anything."
Guilt hit me, Calum and the boys were always so sweet and lately I'd always hide things from them, especially Calum.
So, through nerve and intimidation, I told Cal everything, start to finish. From what happened the night at the beach with Ash, the argument with Luke, the incident at the club (with a few shed tears), the texts, Luke coming into my room and telling mum I was ready to visit Finn, only to have her blow up at me.
Calum nodded at me as I explained how the argument occurred at the graveyard, I sounded like a maniac.
"You've gotta believe me Cal, I swear he talked to me." I sighed, shaking my head and looking down.
He wrapped his arm around my shoulder as I continued to shake my head.
"Annabelle?" His voice squirms. I look up and he frowns in a way of confusion.
"Why did you stop telling me everything?"
I chewed my lip, I was unable to answer the question, I didn't know why I stopped in all honesty.
"I'm selfish, that's why."
"I know you're closer with Luke and Mike, especially Ashton. But I just want us to be very close friends again, and study together like we used to." A sheepish grin spreads across his face. I pinch his chubby cheeks and crinkle my nose.
"I promise. You know I love you all the same."
He sighs, "I know, I just want to be there for you too. Even if I do have Kayla."
"Speaking of..." I hype, causing Calum to groan and mutter, "Please no Anna."
"How's it going!?"
"We get along really well, but also we don't. We're too alike that we argue a lot. It's funny. But we have things in common that other people don't." He circled his thumbs around his knees before standing up.
"I'd let you in the guest rooms but my parents might hear and God knows what will happen after that." He scoffs before prancing towards the hallway, coming back with blankets.
"I'll sleep on my couch, you can sleep up on the bed." I shook my head at his statement.
"No, stay in here, I'll go." I gulped, afraid of actually being in a room alone but insisting on sleeping in the lounge.
"Obviously not the couch downstairs idiot, the one over there, otherwise you might as well of slept in the guest room." He chuckled at my dumbness as my mouth formed an 'O,' stifling a laugh.
"I like the couch, I'll sleep there, just get a good sleep, sleeps always good." He jokes around again as I raise my eyebrows, folding my arms across my chest.
"What is that supposed to mean?" I smirk.
He shrugs his shoulders, "It's always easier to sleep when you're sad, you fall asleep easier because you wanna escape whatever shit you're going through." My eyes blew wide by his words, Calum seems too happy to say those things?
I walk over to him and give him a hug.
"Thanks for tonight Cal, I don't think I'll go to school tomorrow though." I muffle into his shoulder. His arms drape over me and he nods.
"I'll drop you home sometime." And with that we separated and went to sleep, thoughts - and milions of them rushing through my head.
"Thank you Cal." I whispered, gratefully.
"Goodnight Anna banana."
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Fanfiction"Feelings don't die easily because you continue to feed them with all your memories." The word 'impact' has so many meanings. Like the impact a death has on your life, the consequences you face and how you chose to grieve. But an even bigger meaning...
