Stolen || L.H.

8

"Apologize to Calum," Luke said, pushing me lightly towards him.

Calum gave me a glare.

"Stop glaring!" I hissed.

He just glared, ignoring what I have said.

"Fine, glare all you want. Just don't so for help when your eyes pops out of your skull." I sassed.

Calum stop glaring, covering his eyes making sure they didn't fall out.

I stifle a laugh.

"Arden," Luke said in a stern voice.

"Sorry," I said not looking at him.

"Arden," he said in a more stern way.

"Look, I'm not going to apologize to him if I didn't nothing wrong." I crossed my arms.

"You smacked him on the face! Thank god he doesn't have a broken nose." Luke pointed out.

"Well, you should apologize to me. You made me broke my arms! Twice! In the same day!" I yelled, loosing my patience.

Luke's eyes darkened.

"You don't tell me to apologize! You shouldn't be talking back to me! YOU SHOULDN'T BE TELLING ME WHAT TO DO!" I flinched at Luke's scream. I was pulled back by Calum, and put behind him.

"Luke, calm down. She didn't mean it. Just– why don't you take a walk?" Calum said holding Luke's shoulders.

Luke nodded. 

//

Calum had stayed with me, and I ended up apologizing to him. I felt bad because he has to deal with him like that.

Also because I am a caring person. Doesn't look like it, but I am.

"So, what's your name?" Calum asks.

"Arden.  Arden Love." I said with my eyes closed.

"Well,  Arden, how long have you been here?" He asks

"Almost a week," I sigh.

He only hums in response.

"Spill it all," Calum said, and so I did.

"Since I got here, I actually haven't used the bathroom, drink, or eat. Or talk to my friends and family– are they worried sick? Wait. Do they even noticed that I'm gone? Am I invisible? I don't know! Why do I feel like Luke has taken everything away from me?! I know that he did. But it feels like he took me away from everything." I rambled, and burst out crying.

Calum engulfed me in a hug.