Turn Away | c.h

Chapter 6 - Nightcall

lord almighty my love for Calum hood heightened even more which I didn't even know was possible, after seeing this photo I

I jumped as my door was slammed open, Dad standing there in my doorway. I lowered the lid on my computer as he walked in the room.

"A detention?" He seethed, causing me to shudder in response. Oh god. This conversation was about to turn very sour.

"Dad, I can explai-"

"I don't want to hear it," he interrupted me, shaking his head. "You promised me no more detentions, Stella. You swore on my grave, you wouldn't get into anymore trouble!"

"It's not like I murdered the bloody principle for gods sake, its one detention!" I said, shutting my computer and sitting up. He was overreacting, he should be proud I made it this far without getting into trouble- he should be supporting me, not shutting me down so quickly.

"I don't care, Stella. You're grounded- two weeks. No more detentions, no more ditching school, are we clear?" He sternly spoke, pointing his finger at me. I felt belittled, and I was sick of it. I wanted to fight back, but in all honesty, I was far too exhausted for that.

"Two weeks!?" I managed to muster up the anger to raise my voice in disbelief.

"Fight back, and I'll double it." He threatened. I parted my lips, to speak but was held back by the anger bursting in my veins. Two weeks was bad enough- I didn't want four. I only sat back, jaw clenching as I tried to calm myself down. Dad left the room, slamming the door shut on his way out. I stood up, pacing back and forth relentlessly.

One detention in the space of two years was nothing to get punished over- in fact, it was something to be proud of. After years of getting myself in to trouble, and getting myself expelled from my last school, this was a massive step up. Why the fuck was he mad at me about this? Why the fuck did he even care, is the real nagging question. He never usually gave a fuck about me or what I did, why did that suddenly change.

I jumped as I heard a loud tap on my window. Standing frozen, I stared at the window, fear replacing my anger. Great. I'm gonna die grounded, thats fun.

The tapping sound reoccured, causing me to take a step back. It was when another tap sounded, that I realised they were stones. Someone was outside my window- and I think I knew who it was.

I quickly pranced over to the window, opening the curtains and looking down. Calum stood on my lawn, outside my window. I quickly opened the window, poking my head out. He smiled up at me.

"What're you doing here?" I asked, glancing behind me, at my door.

"I wanna show you something." He smiled, walking to my window. I shook my head at him.

"Dad is gonna kill you, you have to go home." I pleaded, gesturing him away.

"I wanna show you something. It won't take long." He repeated, ignoring what I was saying.

"Calum, I can't..."

"You can..." He trailed off, placing his hand on the wall as he looked up at me. "Please."

I stood up, letting in a long breath. Oh god. Dad will physically murder me if he finds out I'm sneaking out- I'd be grounded until I'm like, 70.

"It has to be quick." I said, causing Calum to smile widely, nodding his head.

"C'mon." He said, extending his hand for me. I shook my head, softly laughing under my breath.

"I can't believe I'm doing this."