Chapter 15

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•Calum•
I somehow managed to get myself into another situation where I fuck up. What am I supposed to do? I just crushed the girl I loved absentmindedly and here we are, on the verge of collapse. Not to mention that no matter what I did I would be stuck on tour with the girl who's life I just ruined. I sat down on the edge of the bed facing the view of the city, my mind racing with a million thoughts. How could I be so selfish? How could I have let this happen? I could feel Lindsay's eyes watching me, practically burning a hole in the back of my head. I just sat there in sorrow as I painfully attempted to recall the last nights events. It's painfully obvious that I can't handle myself when it comes to alcohol, let alone know how to treat the woman I love whilst obliterated.

Lindsay came over and sat to the right of me and grabbed my hand.

"We're going to get through this." she said whisky gripping my hand tightly in her small grasp.

"I don't know." I responded

"What's that supposed to mean?" Lindsay said glaring at me intently

"How can I live with myself knowing what I've done? I can't look in the mirror anymore without feeling guilt." I said back "Seeing you reminds me of what I've done." I continued

I got up and grabbed my jacket with out batting an eye and left our room. "I can never go back... ever." I thought to myself.

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