Broken Home

XXIX

Michael

Movie night didn't go as planned. Luke was still out, staying with his brother in Brighton since he said he couldn't live around Calum anymore, and Calum was banging his head against the wall in his room. Connor fell asleep halfway through the movie, but Calum woke her up with his yelling. 

"Sorry." I apologized for Calum.

"Hmm." She groaned, going back to sleep on my chest.

I sighed, stroking her hair as I began getting sleepy. Connor said her father legitimately kicked her out, meaning she had no where to go. I had seen her at Subway earlier, and offered to let her live with Calum and I for a while. At first she hesitated, but after reasoning with her she decided to come.

Now, she was sleeping in my lap as Paranormal Activity 2 played on the TV in my room. She was going to have the guest room, but Calum had trashed it a few hours ago. He's been destroying everything in sight, angry at the last thing Luke said to him.

"It's all your fault." Luke had said.

"IT'S NOT MY FAULT!" Calum screamed from downstairs, glass shattering after his voice.

Connor rolled off me, snoring on my bed. I laid back, almost falling asleep beside her when her phone vibrated. I noticed it was almost falling out her back pocket, and it was a text. I slowly slipped it out her pocket, not waking her. 

From: ashh?

8:57 p.m.

"so you love me?"

I wanted to reply, but it wasn't my phone. Confused by the text, I put the phone back in her pocket. She didn't seem to notice, and kept snoring. Her skinny jeans really were skinny. I noticed her stomach was showing, so I pulled her black sweater over it.

I stood up and turned the TV off, annoyed by the screams of the people being killed. I dug my way under the blankets, covering Connor as well. I fell asleep to the sound of her snores, as weird as that sounds.