Pure

20

-Demi

She is gonna kill me. She is so not gonna appreciate me doing this. I mean, just the fact that I stalked her social media, tried to get into her phone and just dug all up into her bussines like this, that would be more then enough for her to let the lions out of the cages. But of course, idiotic me, I can't stop there. I just have to take things even further.
I know I shouldn't. I should just stop while I'm ahead. This is exactly why trouble always finds me, cause I practically go looking for it. Even when I know before I start that it will not end well, my stubborn ass still goes ahead and does it. Stupid fucking idiot.
And what exactly am I gonna accomplish? I don't even know. Hopefully something more then just Cara getting furious with me and running away. Let's hope that won't happen. This could end so bad- so extremely bad. And as much as I hope I won't, I'm pretty sure I'm gonna regret this. But I have to! As much as I shouldn't, I feel like I have to.

I'm also really nervous though. I've been staring at my phone for almost fifteen minutes now, just staring at the digits that I've put in. My hands are too shaky to press the call button. But I've thought it through and I am prepared. I mean, I think I am. I haven't written out a full script, I didn't think that was necessary. I also don't know what she's gonna reply, so I can't exactly know what I'm gonna say. But I'm sure I'll figure it out. I hope I will.
Why am I so nervous though? What's the worst that can happen? She doesn't answer? That actually wouldn't be so bad. She does answer and hangs up on me? Her loss, not mine. She does answer and listens to me till the end? I might lose Cara. So help me God, please let that not happen. I'm only trying to do something good here, and there's a huge possibility I'm gonna lose her in the process. That's the only thing holding me back, really. And even if that were to happen, that should be a good thing- given that she doesn't run away. But I'm selfish and I wanna keep her to myself. I don't want her to leave me. I don't know what I'm gonna do without her, I've gotten too used to having her around- even when she makes me feel like I wanna punch something.

The dial tone goes for the second time now and I'm so extremely tempted to hang up and forget it all. If she doesn't answer after the third ring, I know I will. "Hey," she doesn't give me that chance, as she answers before the third tone even has a chance to make itself heard.
She sounds so much like Cara, it's like she pulled my vocal cords out. I can't talk. "Hello?" She says again.

"Uh, hi," I don't even wanna know how pathetic I sound.

"Can I help you? Who am I talking to?" She's more patient then I would've been.

"Is this Tali?" I ask. Yeah, maybe I'm not as prepared as I thought I was. I probably should've written a script or something, cause I'm just sticking my foot in my mouth over here and making a fool of myself.

There's silence on the other end of the line for a couple of seconds and I'm scared I said something wrong. But didn't Cara tell me her name is Tali? "Do I know you?" She asks.

"No," I'm kinda worried now. Maybe this wasn't such a good idea after all. "We've never met. But-"

"Crystal," She interrupts me. "My name is Crystal."

"Oh, I'm so sorry," I apologize. "I must have the wrong number," I'm debating on if this is a good or a bad thing. Maybe it's a sign? For me to butt out of other people's business.

"No, you have the right number," she takes me by surprise. "But only my family calls me Tali. I go by my full name for every one else."

"Okay, I'm so sorry Crystal. I didn't mean to..," I don't even know what I was gonna say. I didn't mean to what? I have no idea.

"No worries," she says with such a light -almost cheerful- tone to her voice. "Can I help you?" She asks again.

"I am calling because of your sis-"