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Adri's POV

I slipped on my final shoe and opened the door. Calum stood at the other side, his hands deep in his black skinny jeans and a big smile spread across his face. 

"Ready for the best date ever?" he asked me and i smiled nodding. Calum took my hand and walked me down the sidewalk, his steps were loud and strong like he was anticipating the date i was dreading.

Little did he know - I was going to dump him, a long time ago actually, i jut kept stalling and stalling and tonights the night i was really going to do it.

He walked me into a forest that was roomy at first but the further you went, the thicker everything got. 

He eventually stopped me infront of this treehouse, and it was only then i realized... he had made it.

"Calum," i started, knowing that i would definitely chicken out now.

"After you" he smiled. I mentally slapped myself and bit the inside of my cheek before pressing my foot to the first wooden board. One after the other I finally reached the opening so i threw myself in. Calum doing the same.

Inside were lights, I have no idea how he even got power this deep in the forest but I didnt want to know, a computer also sat in the corner playing some music.

"michael and zaida 

summer 96"

the walls were covered in those same names and similar messages and phrases.

Calum all of a sudden took my hand, sliding something on my finger, i looked down only to see a rose gold ring, clutching on to my middle finger.

I felt a hitch in my throat before Calum spoke, "Adri - you are my absolute every-'

I can't do this anymore, I can't pretend to love him anymore. I'm done. 

"calum, i can't do this" i sighed pulling the ring of my finger. "im really sorry but i can't, im just - its me - im so stupid but i can't keep pretending." I clutched the ring in my palm and looked at the boards of wood in the floor that just overlapped so beautifully. I sighed before looking back up at him.

"babe, just breathe, what do you mean?" Calum brought a hand up to my shoulder.

"we should break up."



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