Lost (under major editing)

Chapter 15

" No one knows what is like to be the bad man. The sad man behind blue eyes. "

I looked over to see Callum climbing on bed. "what are you doing?' I shrieked. He didn't say anything as he laid down right next to me. And stared up at the ceiling. He didn't respond to my question for a few minutes. I began to close my eyes when he spoke up. "You know if it was any other person who would dare throw something at me. They'll be not living right now. " as he finished he turned around to face me. His blue eyes stared intensely at me. "Then what makes me different." i slowly asked keeping his gaze.

It felt like minutes before answering me back. " Your different from any other person I've met. Nobody would ever dare touch me but then there's you. You don't care if I hurt you. You fight for what you believe........ that's why your different. " And for the first time ever I saw him differently now. Behind that cold hard exterior was someone different. Maybe he was hurt inside. How would I know? We barely ever seen eye to eye. But for the first time we are actually having a conversation. The more I looked at him the more I thought if he would ever let me in. I wanted to know the real him.

For some reason I knew this was him not the cold brutal harsh guy I've met on the first day here. This made me think about my home. Would I like it here? Am I bound to stay here forever like he stated? Would I ever go back to my home?

I shut everything off thinking about all these things made my head hurt. I looked over to see Callum sleeping. Maybe he wasn't a bad guy who everyone thinks he is.

I slowly ran my index finger over his face. Maybe he was just hurt.

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You should here "let me in" by Gabrielle Aplin i think it goes with this chapter.