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Hidden Pain

Calum's POV

I'd tried calling for Michael for days now, on the first day of school on Monday I knocked on his door as I usually did every morning so we could walk to school together but I didn't get an answer so I left and headed to school.

That evening I called him but as had been the result for the past week he didn't answer. I was beginning to get worried, It wasn't like Michael to ignore me. The last time he'd been like this was after Cara died, I felt  bad that the other day when he called I was too busy with a girl. Michael was my best friend and I knew that he wasn't feeling good I could hear it in his voice but I convinced myself that he was fine but now I was beginning to realise that my first though was right and he wasn't good.

It had been a while since Michael had been in a great mood but he wasn't in a bad mood either but maybe he was putting on a brave face because he didn't want to talk to me or he felt as if he couldn't talk to me and I hated that.

After two days of knocking on Michael's door in the morning and not getting an answer I was sitting in my bedroom doing my homework when I heard my mother's voice calling my name.

I jumped up from my chair and walked down the stairs "Yeah?" I asked stopping in front of her I looked to her hand and saw a white envelope in her hand "This just came through the door, Your name is on the front of it" She said handing it to me and walking away. I flipped the envelope around to see my name scribbled across the front of it in writing that I knew well.

I ran up to my room and closed the door behind me before ripping the envelope open sitting down on the edge of the bed to read the letter inside.

Calum,
               I'm sorry that I've been ignoring your calls lately.

I feel bad again. I have for a long time now, I'm sorry that I didn't talk to you.

I cant do this anymore, Cal. I thought I was okay without Cara but I'm not, I cant handle the pain anymore. I can't handle the looks I get from people, I know you don't notice anymore but I see it. Everyday.

I'm sorry Calum. You really were my best friend.

                       Goodbye,
                                           Michael.

I threw the letter to the floor quickly slipping on my trainers and running out of the house not bothering to tell anyone that I was leaving. I had no idea were Michael could be but I needed to think fast.

I ran to any place I could possibly think of before I decided to ring Ivy, I knew Michael wouldn't want a big fuss made but I really couldn't think of who else I call.

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I actually found this really sad to write. Was it okay?