Chapter 7

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Amber’s P.O.V.

I was so deep in thought I didn’t even really notice that Calum had cleaned up my arm and bandaged it up, I just noticed that it hurt like hell. I had dug my fingernails deep in the skin, there were deep wounds on my arm.

“Why are you doing this?” I asked, whispering. I felt so weak. I wanted him to leave. I know he is going to leave me anyway, because I’m mental. He shouldn’t stay because it will make it even worse. He didn’t look at me. “Because I…. I care about you, I think” he mumled and then faced me. His eyes were dark, his eyebrows furrowed and his face was pale. Was he… shocked? Yeah, sure. Who wouldn’t be shocked if he just saw a girl with no pants on crying at the beach between plants, hurting herself? He is creeped out.

“Stop acting like I’m normal. You can leave” I said quietly and gulped. “But I can’t leave you here alone” he protested and tried to place his hand on my back. I shrugged it off. “Leave” I snapped. “but-“ “Fine” I huffed, put my pants on and quickly walked away, leaving Calum sitting between plants.

From the corner of my eye I could see him looking after me, then he pulled out his phone. I knew he didn’t care. Great! I was lost. I had no idea where I was, it had started to rain, no it was actually pouring, and I was shivering. My phone was buzzing nonstop. Probably my mum. I took it out of my pocket and scrolled through the messages

ASHTON

*where are you? We’re worried. They won’t judge you*

*Amber? Should I tell them*
*They keep asking*

*Come on where are you? Calum just texted me that he found you?*

LUKE

*Oh god I didn’t mean it I’m so sorry*

*shit I’m sorry.*

*Fuck. Please don’t be mad at me*

Then a number I didn’t know, probably Calum

*I’m worried where are you? It’s pouring*

I answered Ashton

*It’s okay I’m home. Don’t tell them*

MUM

*Where are you? Dinner is ready*

Then I called my mum. “Yes?” “M-mum?” “Am? What happened? Are you crying?” I let out a sob. “M-mum can you p-pick me up I g-got lost” “Where are you?” I quickly looked around. “Uhm, there’s a g-grocery store and an a-animal shelter” I whispered and then I hung up. My mum arrived about 3 minutes later. She didn’t ask any questions.

I just got in the car in my soaked clothes and turned the heat up. I am a fucking weirdo. When we arrived at the house, I just ran up the stairs and into my room. I closed the curtains so Calum wouldn’t see me, then I picked a batman onesie to wear and went to take a shower.

My arm looked like hell, like I had been attacked by a bear. The hot water stung in the wounds, but I just kept showering. I washed my hair and my body until I smelt like I had been locked in a duty-free shop for two days, then got out of the shower. Thank god for onesies. I put it on and went back to my room. I hate Australia. When I stood in front of the mirror, I noticed I never had stopped to cry. The tears were still streaming down my cheeks, dropping onto my onesie.

After half an hour of silently crying while lying on my bed, my mum got into the room. She sat down next to me, a plate in her hand. Sure, she wanted me to eat, but I felt sick as hell. “Tell me what happened” Mum said quietly and looked at me. I shook my head. I wouldn’t tell her. “Am, tell me” she said, a bit more serious now. I shook my head again. “Tell me. Now” she ordered, her voice angry. “They found out okay?! The found out and they will hate me now just like anyone else did mum! Okay?!” I started sobbing again while my mum tried to lay a hand on my back, but I shrugged it off every time. After a while, she placed the plate on my lap. “Eat something” I shook my head no. I felt so sick, I worried I might puke. That’s when I gagged and quickly ran towards the bathroom, sat down in front of the toilet and threw up. My mum ran behind me and quickly held my hair back with one hand. I flushed. I felt so empty. I couldn’t even think about what happened. I felt... numb. I felt nothing but sadness. Back in my room, when my mum finally left to let me sleep, I checked my messages again

LUKE

*I’m so sorry. Oh god this is my fault I didn’t mean to*

CALUM

*Are you home? I saw the light in your room. Are you okay?*

ASHTON

*I gave Michael your number I hope that’s okay. I didn’t tell them*

UNKNOWN NUMBER

*I’m so sorry for what happened. X Mikey*

Well they won’t see me for the next few days. Maybe they won’t ever see me again

Calum’s P.O.V.

“SHIT” I yelled and punched the wall. I sat in my room on the floor. “WHY THE HELL AM I FUCKING UP EVRYTHING?!” thank god nobody was home. I was beating the shit out of my wall. Shit. Shit! SHIT! I fucked this up. Okay, I admit it. I like her for fucks sake. Maybe I have a crush on her. But hell I fucked it up completely. “SHIT SHIT SHIT” I yelled again, then placed my head in my hands. I heard the front door being opened. Mali was home. She went up the stairs, I heard her using the bathroom. Then she knocked on my door. “Go” I snapped. Mali opened the door and saw me sitting on the ground. “Calum? Are you okay?” “Do I look like I’m okay?! I’m not fucking okay” I said loudly. Mali sighed and sat down next to me. “Tell me everything” “No” I said and punched the wall again. “FUCK!” I yelled, causing Mali to jump. “CALUM WHAT THE HELL?!” she squealed, her hands holding on to my wrists. “I FUCKED IT UP OKAY?! I FUCKED IT UP COMPLETELY!” I yelled at her, as loud as I could. Then I shrugged her hands off and pointed towards the door. “Get out” I said. Mali just stood up and walked out. I slammed the door shut behind her. Shit. Okay I was hella jealous at band practice when she hugged the guys like she knew them for years. There you have it. Shit. Normally all the girls run after me. She doesn’t. Damn. I like her. I swear, when she hugged me, this were the best few seconds of my life. And I fucked it up. “SHIT” I yelled again, throwing random things through my room. I picked up my notepad and ripped out all the pages I wrote on. “WAS THAT JASEY RAE?” “THE BOYS ARE GONNA KILL ME IF I DON’T BRING U” “GOODNIGHT x” I ripped them all into small pieces, throwing paper around my whole room. Never have I ever been so frustrated about a girl.

I must’ve fallen asleep. I woke up at 7am by my alarm clock. I wasn’t lying in my bed, but I was sitting at my desk, my arms crossed over the desk and my head lying on top of them. I walked over to my nightstand and turned the alarm off, then looked around my room. There were pieces of paper all over the place. I think I shattered a glass yesterday, I must’ve thrown it against the wall because there was broken glass everywhere. My notepad was lying on the floor, next to my phone. I picked it up, it was full of new messages

ASHTON

*Calum what the hell? Answer me*
*What did she tell you*
*are you home?*
*What do you know*
*I should’ve told you. I’m sorry*
*Calum?*

LUKE

*Shit! This is my fault. Oh god she isn’t answering*

MIKE

*Calum are you home?*
*CAAAAAAAAL*
*Have you talked to her*

I sighed and looked around the room. I was still wearing the clothes from yesterday and if my mum sees this mess, I will be grounded until I’m forty. I changed into some new clothes and began to quickly pick up all the glass and paper. I had to hurry. I had to go to school.

A/N:

So what do you think about it? I thought this one turned out pretty good :)

I hope you like it too and thanks for reading my story you awesome people ^-^
I'll be updating twice today, yaaay... or no, depends on wether you like the story or not.

Thank you again for reading

x Amber

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