moments ↠ hood a.u [s.updates]

ten.

dedicated to Bella because she dedicated her chapter of Hidden to me and if you haven't read it i suggest you do because it's punk calum and her main character is isabelle like mine and it's absolutely fabulous and we're twins.

casabelle shippers for life n that we are.

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*Calum's POV*

My body jolted forward from the pain, my stomach feeling like all the air had just been sucked away. I focused on my breathing and getting it back to normal before processing what was going on. My first thought was that I had been kidnapped and now I was being tortured, but when I scanned my surroundings a wave of relaxation washed around my body.

I was still in Isabelle's room, but that didn't explain why I'd woken from such a strong blow. I sat silently for a few minutes, pulling out my phone from my sweats pocket, pressing the home button allowing the screen to illuminate the darkness. The unexpected brightness blinded me a little, making me squint while I adjusted the settings to the lowest light.

I had a few texts, most of them coming from my so called mother, each one of them questioning where I was. Looking at my phone clock, the time read 3:56 am. I let out a loud sigh, coming to the conclusion I was no longer that tired I slipped off the bed and started towards the door to go get a drink. I was half way out the door when I heard a small whimper behind me,

"No, please no, please." I turned around to see Isabelle thrashing around on the bed, so that's why I woke up, she'd punched me in her sleep. Her pleads becoming louder and louder, I ran to her side of the bed and grabbed her shoulders.

"Isabelle wake up! Isabelle please, wake up." I shook her gently, but my actions were not making a difference. I took in a deep breath and called her name as loud as possible. Her eyes shot open and she inhaled sharply, sitting up straight she brought her knees up to her chest and rubbed her face.

The silence was deafening and I didn't know what to do with my hands, so I let them rest awkwardly in my lap. Isabelle's shoulders began to shake and her sobs replaced the deadly still room,

"Hey, what's wrong?" I moved as close to her as her position would allow me and placed my hands on her knees, slowly rubbing small circles with my thumbs.

"I-I had a n-nightmare." She stuttered in between her sobs, a presence of vulnerability surrounding her. Her legs fell, this time she moved closer to me, closing the gap between us and hiding her face into my neck. I wrapped my arms around her, trying to make her feel protected and safe.

Her cries had lessened, but her body still shook from small sobs.

"It wasn't like the other nightmares though, this one had never happened before. I was so scared, it felt so real." Her words were mumbled and quiet but I was just able to hear. My thumbs were now making circles on her back, it was something I had picked up from my adoptive mother when I was younger before I had found out the truth, if I was sad she would do the same thing to me. Now it was a miracle if we were even in the same room with each other for more than 10 minutes.

My stomach twisted at the memory so I brought my attention back to the weeping girl in my grasp.

"What happens in the other nightmares?" I was about to rest my head on hers when she abruptly pulled away, removing her hands from around my back.

"It doesn't matter, I shouldn't of said anything." She brought her legs back up to her body and wrapped her arms around them.

"Isabelle." I stretched my hand out towards her but she flinched backwards,

"I said it doesn't matter Calum." Her tone was nothing less than defensive as she snapped at me, causing me to pull my hand back.

"I'm just trying to help. How do you expect me to do that if you won't let me?" I tried to keep quiet, not wanting to come across mad but Isabelle didn't seem to care,

"I don't need your help. Jesus fucking Christ Calum we hardly know each other, it's been weeks since we met. Do you just expect me to trust you right away?" The words being thrown at me stung, where was all this coming from? One minute we were in each others arms and now she's acting as if I'm some creep who climbed in through her window claiming to love her.

"I just want to be there for you, please don't do this now." I looked at the floor, not wanting to make eye contact with Isabelle, my hands were getting clammy from her intense stare.

"I said I don't need your help. I'm not some fucking damsel in distress who needs a guy to make everything better so do not act like you're going to just come in and save me. You're just-" I stood up briskly,

"Where the fuck is all this coming from?! Did you forget that we went on a date last night? Or that I stayed at your house?" She looked at me bewildered,

The words she said next made my heart drop and my throat close, although her voice was a whisper I heard it loud and clear.

"Guess that was my mistake." I clenched my jaw, not allowing myself to cry. So this is what it felt like to finally let someone in,

"No the mistake was me beginning to like you." Her head shot up at my response, her mouth parting slightly as if she was about to speak again. I didn't want to hear anymore, I backed out of her bedroom door and ran down the stairs.

"Calum wait, I'm sorry I didn't mean any of that." I could hear the soft patter of her running feet behind me,

"Well it sounded like you meant every word so you're not very convincing." The door was within my reach now, I just had to turn the keys in the lock and I would be walking out of here.

I felt a strong force pull on my arm, causing me to turn around and meet Isabelle's gaze. Both of her hands were tightly gripped around my wrist and her cheeks were tear stained,

"I'm so sorry." She just managed to choke out the words before tears started pouring again. I wanted to take her in my arms and tell her it was okay, that everything was going to be okay but the closed off Calum got the better of me.

I shrugged out of her hold and unlocked her door, not even bothering to put my shoes on I began to walk away from her house. I knew if I went home now I'd get screamed at but at this point I was so used to it I didn't care anymore.

"Calum please." I glanced back over my shoulder, Isabelle was now standing at the end of her drive with her arms hanging limply by her side.

"I'm the one who's sorry. I shouldn't of tried to help, it won't happen again." I looked forward, now only concentrating on getting home. I made a promise to myself then, not to let my walls come down again. From now on I could only depend on myself and no one else.

A/N: lol so this broke my heart. I'm sorry everyone.

I'm currently making a playlist on 8tracks for this story and I plan on posting it once I've finished the whole thing.

i imagined calum comforting like in the gif but i'm laughing bc it's meant to be cute but the guy in the gif is asain by the looks of it and i just think omg calum and asian i'm an awful person bye

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