Starting Over

Chapter 2

*Christian's POV*

I stayed in Cali's room for the night cause I was scared. Scared that she might have the nightmare again.

We unpacked the furniture but there were still boxes of clothes to unpack.

I held her tight in my arms as if she was going to disappear if I didn't.

Yeah I know what your thinking. Yes I do have feelings for her but she doesn't know it. Every time I hold her hand I feel electricity run through me and butterflies in my stomach but I'm guessing she doesn't feel anything cause she hasn't been able to feel emotions. All she feels is emptiness. I feel sad when she doesn't feel that she's loved cause I love her.

I know it's too soon to tell but we've been best friends for 9 years. We hung out with nobody else but ourselves. It's always been Christian and Cali or C and C as I like to call it.

When we were younger and we wanted to hang out Cali would walk 3 miles to get to my house then walk back in the dark. My parents were always worried for her so we would walk back with her. Her parents were never really around, working everyday of the year, till the moment she wakes to the moment shes asleep, they'll always be at work. Sure they're hard working but she spent every holiday without her parents, every birthday, every funeral, every waking moment she was alone. That took a toll on her childhood cause she had to take care of herself, fill out forms her parents didn't have time to fill out, make sure she was always safe, and make sure she wouldn't kill herself that very night.

She would always stay up just to hear the front door open and peek outside her door to make sure her parents got home safely every night. She then stay up to make sure they were sound asleep. She would wake up extra early to make her parents lunch and breakfast but never have time for herself. To make sure she got a goods night rest, that she's never hungry, that she felt safe all alone.

She's strong but she's only human and she has emotions and feel physical pain. She bleeds and cries.

I'm over thinking too much, I need to get some rest.

I blocked any thoughts that came my way and closed my eyes. Drifting off to sleep with my best friend.

*The next morning*

I wake up the next morning with Cali pressed up against my chest, her hands pressed onto my chest, her head nuzzled into my neck with my arms in a tight grip around her waist. Today was Saturday so we didn't have to go to school yet but now we have to unpack everything.

I unwrapped my arms around her and got out of bed. I walked down stairs, stretching, smelling a heavenly smell of bacon.

I walked into the kitchen seeing my mum over the stove making breakfast for everyone. "Hey mum." I walked next to her and gave her a kiss on the cheek. "Morning son." She responded. I'm glad that dad and her decided to let Cali move in with us. I know they love her like she was their daughter. I couldn't thank them enough.

"Is Cali awake yet?" She asked glancing at me then turning back to cook. I shook my head. "Not yet. But do you want me to wake her up?" I asked glancing at the clock. It read that it was 10 o'clock.

"Sure why not? It's getting late anyways dear." She decided while looking at me and then at the clock then back at me. I nodded and walked out of the kitchen and back upstairs.

I tipped toed into Cali's room to find her still sleeping surprisingly. She would be awake by now. I walked up to the bed, climbing onto it. I looked at her face and she looked so beautiful and peaceful. She basically looked like an angle that she is.

There was a loose stand of hair on her face so I reached over and tucked it behind her ear. I sighed and decided to finally wake her up. But how will I wake her up?