Twisted

Physco

One day at school, I was sitting at my desk in Government and Caleb had walked up to me. He sat in the seat beside mine, Hayden'd desk, and looked dead into my eyes. It was like he piercing my soul with laser beams.

"Yes?" I asked. My eyes had been burning from looking back at him. I think I forgot to blink, and I think he noticed because he started laughing at me as I blinked excessively. "I just wanted to apologize for never texting you back last night.. I got busy with some stuff and I just never checked my phone until this morning."

I nodded at him with a small smile spread across my lips, "It's fine. Don't worry about it, I understand." He smiled and got up as Hayden walked into the classroom, "I'll talk to you later?" I nodded again and watched as the ginormous boy walked back over to his desk and sat back down.

When Hayden had gotten back to her seat, she looked down and me and started to talk in that same dull voice from before, "Why did you let physco sit in my seat?" I glared at her after she had said that. I was quite sure why she had called him that.

Probably because of the rumors from sophomore year and what had happened in the library earlier this week.. 

I never said any thing to what she had said; I just completely ignored it. 

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I had decided to walk home that day after school. Only because I couldn't think clearly in class at and I have no idea why. I figured walking would sooth my mind and help me think.

The trees were swaying with the wind and the leaves were falling. There were blasts of, orange, yellow, and red covering the yards lining the roads. I slid my hands into the tiny pockets of my thin cardigan and pulled it closed. 

My book bag was beginning to make my back incredibly sore and I began to slouch. Right before I had to walk up a hill, a car was coming up the road in the same direction that I was walking. It slowed down and pulled to the side of the road. I stopped when I heard it shut off. The sound of a door closing made my jerk my bad and look over my shoulder. 

It was Caleb. He had parked at the edge of a yard and he was walking towards the house, so I assumed he lived there. "Caleb!" I said, flashing a smile at him and walking over towards him, "Hey."

The boy turned his head and looked down on me, "Hey," he said subtly, "You can just come in if you want to stay and talk or anything?" I nodded and he led the way to the front door of his home. 

"So, how are you?" I asked him, as he led me down a hallway a to a door. "I'm okay," he said, opening the door and revealing some stairs. "My room is the entire basement, so." 

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I stayed at his house for several hours. We talked about pretty much everything. The thought of what Hayden had called Caleb popped into my mind and it made me think about that time when he was gone in tenth grade. 

I didn't want to make him feel bad or make him feel like this was the only reason I was speaking to him, but I decided to ask him about it. "Hey, Caleb. Can I ask you something?" I tapped the mug full of coffee that we made together less than fifteen minutes ago. "Yeah, go ahead," he had said. 

"It's about what happened back in tenth grade," He just stared at me while I spoke, never taking his eyes off me and listening to every word, "I remember hearing all of the rumors and I just refused to believe them. I just wanted to know what really happened.. If that's okay.?" I looked down at my coffee, figuring that he would want to talk about it.

"I was in the hospital." I slowly looked up at him as I heard his deep, rough voice begin to speak, "I had some stuff going on and I had to miss a lot of school. I never killed my grandparents and I didn't run away." 

I let out a sigh of relief. "What really happened though? Why were you in the hospital?" I chewed on my bottom lip and I kept my eyes focused on him.

"Lena, I'm not gonna tell you this so that you can pity me because that isn't what I want. But I wasn't in some normal hospital. I was pretty much in a mental institute. I tried to commit suicide." I frowned at the words, commit suicide. 

I didn't necessarily feel bad for him, but those words overwhelmed me with sadness. 

We were sitting on the couch that he had in his room and I stood up. "Get up," I said. He did just that and as he did I wrapped my shorts arms around him, "I don't pity you, Caleb. It's just sad to here that."  He hugged me back, his muscular arms wrapped around my short body.

He could've crushed me if he wanted to. 

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A few days had passed since that day, and within every single one of those days, Caleb and I grew closer. He told me so many things about himself. Caleb made me smile on a daily basis and it didn't matter what anyone tried to do or say, when I was talking to Caleb, nothing could ruin my day.

The fact that someone could have so much credence in me in such a little time is amazing. But I am so thankful to have someone to share laughs with. 

Today is Saturday. But he and I haven't spoken. It is nine forty-three PM. He hasn't texted. He hasn't called. I crave his voice but today, there has been no sign of his existence. 

I thought about calling him, but I figured that I'm always the one to call or text first and maybe, just maybe, he's got me on his mind as much as I've got him on mine. 

But I doubt that. 

[ Sorry that this one is so short. I've been really busy since today is Halloween x Chapter 3 will be longer, I promise! <3 ]