Broken

Chapter 12.

"Thanks for letting me come in your house" Cale says while winking.
I glare at him,then turn around walking to the bedroom.
He enters after me, I turn around and raise my eyebrow.
"What?" He asks innocently.
"Out of my room! I need to change" I say and he chuckles.
" I have no problem waiting" he says laying himself comfortable on my bed,his hands under his head.
I put my hands on my hips, glaring.
"Oh come on! You are no fun!" He says, leaving the room.
I lock the door for extra precaution.
Me and Cale are okay since yesterday. He has called me to remind me for the 5th time that today we were going to a party.
I took my ripped black skinny jeans, a crop top and a black leather jacket. I pulled my hair in a ponytail, and applied a little make up for the first time since forever.
I walked out and started looking for Cale since he was not on the hall nor the living room.
"Cale?" I shout his name, feeling annoyed with each second passing.
When I enter the kitchen, I see him looking in my fridge.
"What are you doing?" I ask giggling.
He turns his face, his mouth stuffed with food.
"Mhhhhmhm" he says.
"What?" I ask.
He finishes what's in his mouth then says. "I said, I was just looking in the fridge" he shows me his most innocent smile.
My smile fades.
I hear noises coming from the kitchen. I take my robe,then move slowly down the hall. As soon as I enter the Kitchen, I see Kieran. His head in the fridge.
"Kieran?" I said giggling.
He moves his head toward me,his face stuffed with last night's leftovers.
"Wcha Doing?wcha doing?" I started singing the song Isabella would sing.
"Mhmh" he says ,trying to stop a chuckle from happening.
"Don't try to talk with your mouth full gorilla" I say putting my hand on my mouth covering my smile.
He finishes what's in this mouth then says "stuffing my face with leftovers" he closes the door then hugs me,swinging me to one side then the other.
"This gorilla loves you more than you think" he says and I smile against his chest.
"This female gorilla loves you too" I say.

"May!" I shake myself awake, and see Cale shaking me, his eyes showing concern.
"Are you okay?" He says, I look down and see his hands gripping my arms.
"I am okay" I say withdrawing from him. I can't believe I have been fooling myself. Cale always reminds me of Kieran.
I turn around slowly and walk up to my room, I close the door behind me and lock it.
I hear Cale banging on the door, shouting my name, cussing as he tries to open the door.
I feel numb, why can't I get over it? Why must I remember him?
20 minutes of me siting there, doing nothing. 20 minutes of Cale shouting and banging on the door.
"May, did I do something wrong?" He says quietly, he gave up on shouting,he knows I won't kill myself.
"No." I say softly.
"Is there something wrong?" He asks again.
"Yes."
"You know you can tell me everything." He says. I know he is sincere. But I just can't. How can I tell him? And what? Oh Cale, every time I look at something I remember Kieran. And now when you were stuffing your face with food, I remembered Kieran. It won't work.
"May..please, open the door" he says.
I get up slowly, and unlock the door. The door opens fast, and I see Cale enter the room. I start crying again,and lunch on him hugging him hard. He hugs me back. He doesn't ask me anything.

A few hours later, we were ready to go to the party.
"May, you sure you still want to go to the party? We can cancel it-"
"I am fine. I want to go" I say and I oblige myself to smile.
He looks at me for a few more seconds then opens the door and we head to his car.
The car ride was silent, neither of us talked. The quiet sound of music coming through the radio. Should I say something? Start the conversation myself?
I look at him. He is handsome. His hair is ruffled, his eyes a bright hazel colour, his mouth a light pink. He is not the handsomest man alive, but he does remind me of Kieran in some of his futures, like his nose shape, his mouth form, his cheekbones and tight jaw.
He is an amazing person, he cares.
"Stop staring at me, you are making me nervous!" He say, his eyes glued to the road.
My cheeks heat, I look at the road. He caught me staring.
"How was your last school?" I ask him casually, I don't like the silence.
"Horrible" he says flatly.
"Was there anything good about it?" I ask.
"Yeah, the girl I loved" he says, a smile forming on his lips.
"Oh, so you had a girlfriend eh?" I ask smirking.
"Ha ha. Very funny,but not. She was never my girlfriend"he says.
"Oh, why not?" I ask.
"Not really comfortable talking about it." He says.
And the rest of the ride is silent.

We park the car somewhere close and get out. The house is your typical party house. Huge, drunk people everywhere, too many lights, annoyingly loud music.
I draw a breath and then close my eyes.
"You ready?" He asks.
"Sure" I try to sound confident but I am not.
"I promise you we won't get drunk" he says.
" okay"
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I open my eyes, the headache hits me hard, I lay down. What happened? I see a white ceiling. Where am I? I get up slowly. I am in a bed, I look under the covers. Thank Godness I am dressed. I look to my right and see Cale. I look around. The room is small, no picture frames, it's actually boring.
I get up slowly, the headache seems to cling to me. I push the door open slowly and make my way down the corridor full of sleeping people. I walk some stairs down and I see a kitchen. I take a clean plastic cup I found in there and drink some water. My lips are dry. What happened yesterday?
I drink another cup of water then make my way back to the room. I look for my phone and find it on the bed. I look at the time "12pm!" I shake Cale's arm. "Wake up Cale!" I say, he murmurs some 'leave me another 5 minutes'. I shake him again, he opens his bloodshot eyes slowly. "May?" He asks, he looks still drunk.
"We should head home" I say looking at him.
"Home? Where is home?" He asks scoffing. What is up with him?
"At my apartment." I say annoyed.
"But that is not my home" he says and hiccups his head falling to the pillow.
"Cale! Come on." He opens his eyes again.
"as you see...I can't drive" he says and closes his eyes again.
"Cale! I will drive. I am not as drunk as you." I say. He ignores me.
I slap his arm, and he jumps up. "What happened? Who died?" He asks
"Let's go home" I say. He nods and lets me drag him down to the car and up my apartment.
I let him sleep on my bed while I fetch for some medicine and water. Afterwards I join him in bed. Some sleep can mend the headache.
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