The Siren In Me

Chapter 5: Maybe It IS So Bad

I wake up at 4:12 p.m. (same day) to see my father looking over me. There was a look of a loving father in there, but it then turned to disgust."Aren't you suppose to be at the airport now?" he asked,eager to get me out of his sight.

"No, but I'm going to Cal's to help him. Bye." I get up,pushing him away,grab my jacket and keys, and walked to Cal's house.

He doesn't like so far, only 6 blocks away. I ring the door bell when I get there. Chelsy answers it,looking pretty in her casual clothes. She looks just like Cal, but with long hair,eyelashes,and some little freckles.

"Can I help you,stranger?" she asks,looking innocent.

I just push past her,not wanting to answer her. I see Grace,their mother, in the kitchen cooking what looks like lasagna. She sees me,claps her hands,squeals, and gives me a big hug. She smells like tomato sauce and cheese,which is nice

. "Zia,honey, I missed you!" she squeals,hugging me tighter.

"Relax,Grace, I came here last week!" I laugh,hugging her back.

"It feels like forever,sweetheart. I'm just so happy you agreed to come with Cal,Chelsy, and I to the Siren Island."

Sounds like ironic..."Wait,Chesly is coming?!" I half-shouted. Grace sees my worried expression and reassures me it'll be fine.

"Okay,but" I sigh "where's Cal? I'm suppose to help him pack." She tells me he;s upstairs and I go. He wearing only his pants,drying his hair.

 You have got to be joking!, my mind shouted. He sees me and smiles. I give a wave,smile, and look down. He puts on a black tee and sits on his bed,where I sit next to him.

"Didn't you even start packing?" I asked,finally looking up at him. He looks down at me and says, "I was waiting for you,so we can take forever to pack." I sigh,chuckling.

You can never put the laziness out of Cal.

We start and I tease him about the under wears he have. I mean like he has more boxers but still it's funny. He blushes and turns away.

"Aww, is wittle Cal embarrass?" I asked,in a baby voice.

He looks at me,with his light brown eyes. I giggle,because I remember when we were little,when he looked at me at school with those eyes. It made me blush then...and now. We both look away at the same time,folding.

He breaks the silent by saying, "I'm sorry Chels got us into this,Zia." I look at him and say, "It's not your fault,Cal. Anyway I'm kind of interested I'm going to see where..." I look away from him,while the tears start forming in my eyes.

He hugs me,saying slow words to comfort me. I eventually stop,but one tear escapes,wiped away by Cal's thumb. I thank him,and he kisses the top of my head. This action surprises me,but only a little. We use to do these exchanges when we were around 13. It always comforted both of us. I kissed the top of his as a thank you again.

We both smile at each other and continue folding. When we finally stop at 7:30 p.m. "You weren't kidding when you said forever,Cal." ,I chuckled. "Yep,you better believe it." he says,grinning.

As,I get up to go,but Cal takes my wrist. I look at him with a expression that says, What?. He just shakes his head,frowning. I sit back down,using my hand to jerk his chin so he can look at me.

"What?!" I said,suspicious again.

"Zia,if I ask you this question, you would just break down again." he says,frowning. He takes my hand from his chin,moving it to his cheek. I look at him,weirded out,but let him.

I guess I don't want to make him sadder,since he won't ask me the soon-to-be-discussed question. He finally stops and brings me downstairs to the door. He opens the door,saying"Goodbye Zia. I'll pick you up tomorrow at 9."

"But C-",I interjected,but the door was slammed to my face. I intend to find out his little question/secret. Oh yes, I do..