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Thankful Sorrow

Chapter 21

“I’m really sorry for disturbing you… I don’t have the right of asking for your help in the first place,”

I muttered, my lips felt dry and chapped as I sat in the strange kitchen, my brown eyes glanced up at the male in shyness and embarrassment. Indeed, I felt ashamed to be asking him to let me stay here, especially after he had gotten his head bandaged because of me.

“Don’t worry about it,”

Caleb simply stated, his hand was placed upon his hip as he opened the fridge, looking for something to offer to me. He lived alone in the small apartment, and as a busy college student and bad cook he didn’t really have anything good to hand me. Not that I minded, but he didn’t want to feed me just anything, at least that was what he had said.

“But look at your head… That happened because of me. I should be grateful that you’re even speaking to me, but letting me stay at your house is more than I could ever deser-“

 “Stop it,” He closed the refrigerator, turning towards me with a stern look. “It’s not like you expected anyone to kidnap you while I was there, besides you seem to be in a worse condition than me, so instead of worrying about that small ass scar on my head you should care about yourself.”

He walked towards me, hesitantly brushing my hair with his fingers. I shivered slightly at his touch, but didn’t move, looking up at him with wide eyes. In fact, he was right. I was basically homeless now, lost my love, and my parents. My happy life had fallen apart.

“You look tired. How about you take a shower and then go to sleep?”

He offered to me, taking his hand away seconds after. I simply nodded, since I had basically no right to disapprove or whatever. Walking over towards my luggages, I opened it and grabbed some wide sweatpants and a large shirt, along with fresh underwear before stepping into the bathroom, shutting the door.

Once I was done with everything, I walked back out, dressed in the comfy garments with my wet hair tied into an odd bun. My body felt refreshed, but my soul was still shattered. Showers were usually an important place for me. It was odd, but my shower had been the place where I made my life decisions. I hoped I wasn’t the only one. But in this case, it didn’t help.

“Um, Caleb?”

I called for him, and he almost instantly showed up. I asked him in which room I would spend the night, and he responded by telling me that I could take his bed and he would sleep on the couch. I insisted on taking the sofa, but he didn’t approve, so I ended up lying in his bed.

As I laid in the darkness, my eyes were wide open, and I couldn’t sleep, even though I was tired as hell. What did I do wrong to make my life go this way? I still didn’t understand. I missed my old life, my parents, college and most of all, Niall.

Where was he?

Why didn’t he come to me? I gave him a chance after all that happened, and he never showed up. But then again, that was an illusion within my mind whilst I was unconscious. Then how come he saw me in his dream? We never got to discuss that… As well as other things.

I wanted Niall to lie beside me. Despite everything he did to me, I couldn’t live without him. Everything would be less painful with him by my side, but he wasn’t. He was gone, leaving unspoken words behind. It was unbearable.

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Short chappy, but an update none the less. I am so sorry for not updating last week, I am very busy with school and all and I can't get on a computer aside from the weekends. :/ Anyways, I'm grateful for all the reads and votes, ilysm. <3