Chapter 11- Idiot

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Shauna comes in later. "What is going on Cal? Zeke is a mess!" I sigh, reminded of what happened yet again. "I don't know Shauna. I just don't know. We haven't been the same since the Tori thing." I say sadly. She sighs "Still that? What did you say to him? He is mad. Really, really mad." I close my eyes for a moment. "I told him he has to talk to her. And some other things...I was way over the line. I was mean. He didn't deserve it." I say, my regret pouring through my voice. "He doesn't deserve to have someone hurt him. I don't deserve him." I continue, blinking back tears. Shauna shakes her head "No, hon. He's mad because you think that. He thinks you are far too good for him." I run my good hand through my tangles hair "Well that doesn't make any sense at all." I mumble. She smiles "Nothing does, really. You just have to go with it." I close my eyes, sighing. She continues "But he loves you, a lot. He would never, ever cheat on you, and if you drop this, everything will be ok." I look at her "That's the problem. I can't." She shakes her head "Why?" "I don't know! She makes my skin crawl and I don't want her anywhere near him." She raises an eyebrow "Yet you want him to go talk to her. No wonder he's confused." "Yes! I know! I'm insane!" I say, so frustrated it hurts. She sighs, glancing at the clock "Get some sleep girl." She walks out, seeming fed up with me. I cover my face. I'm driving everyone away. This has to stop.

I really wish a nurse would give me a hint as to when I'm getting out of here. It's been almost a week since I've walked. I need to talk to some people. Repair some things. But I can't. Because I can't get to them. It drives me crazy.

My wish comes true a few days later. "No exerting yourself for 3 weeks. You should make a full recovery. But watch yourself." She says, unhooking my IV. I smile, eager to get out. "Don't lift anything over 10 pounds. No running. But other than changing your bandage, you're free to go." She says, seeming tired. I stand shakily. My legs are weak, but I can stand. My side hurts. Bad. But I grit my teeth and ignore it. Dauntless, right? People probably get shot all the time around here. Ok, maybe not all the time, but it happens. And you don't see anyone crying about it. I head to the roof, not planning on doing any jumping, but wanting the quiet. I inch down into a sitting position. Everything hurts. But I have to get over it if I want to get anything done. I can see the Erudite headquarters from here. But I look away. I have no interest in seeing that place. I know it all to well.

Eventually I hear footsteps on the stairs below me. I know who it is already. He knows I like to come up here. "Cal what are you doing here?" I look at him carefully "Sitting. What's wrong with that?" He frowns, and slowly sits next to me. "I went to your room and you weren't there. I was worried." he says, looking out at the city. I sigh "I was released." He leans back "Look, I came to tell you I talked to Tori." I turn and look at him, surprised "You did?" He nods " don't think you're going to like what she said." I shake my head; smiling a bit "What did I tell you?" he shrugs "You were right, ok? Just say it." I raise my eyebrows "No. I was a jerk." He rubs my back and I wince "Opps." He says, pulling his hand back. "The thought counts." I say painfully. "Anyways, she hates you. And has basically sworn to stalk me." He continues, sighing. I shrug "No surprise." I say blankly. He looks at me "Are you ok?" I shake my head "No. I got shot. I've been absolutely horrible to you lately. I feel like crap. So yeah, I'm a bit down in the dirt." I say without feeling. I'm trying to be frank about this. I'm depressed and I'd prefer not to think about it. He moves a piece of my hair out of my face. "I forgive you." He says. I look up at him. "It's not that simple." He sighs "What can I do to make it simple?" I tilt my head "You can't just...tell me it's ok. I'm not ok with it. I don't want to be like that. I didn't know I was capable of treating you that way. I was wrong." I say, looking down. "Then I'll just wait to pick you back up." He says, crossing his arms stubbornly. I lean into him, my heart aching with love. "I don't deserve someone as perfect as you." He smirks "I can't believe you still think that." I sigh, and watch the sun go down with him.

A/N: So yeah, stuff and things happened. Slap dat vote button if you enjoyed, and stay Dauntless:)

-Argo

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