Time Bomb •ch•

54. Unexpected

Calums P.O.V 

        The music blairing through my ears as I listened to Marianas Trench through my headphones. It was actually one of  Kylies favorite bands. I know all the names of the songs that made her cry and my green day shirt that she always borrowed.

I had an idea pop in my head as I pulled out a pencil and my song book. I flipped through all the songs that I have wrote about the one girl I know Im in love with and she doesnt even know it. As the thoughts of her and how Im not allowed to see her came rushing back. I quickly grew frustrated and my hand just started to right almost everything that came to mind about her. 

"Calum!!!Mail!!!!!" My mom screamed from down stairs. I dropped my pencil and ran down stairs. I grabbed the enlelope that my mom sat on the counter. It had my name written in neat cursive. I ripped open the envelope and pilled out a white card that was in it. When I flipped it over I had to catch my breath.

                                                           

                                                              Calum Thomas Hood we would be pleased if you 

                                                               could join us in the passing of our beloved

                                                                Cassandra Sanchez at Sydney morcherary

                                                                 tomorrow at 12:00. The reception will be

                                                                placed at the Sanchez house hold at 1:00.

This is a black tie event.

                                                                                              Thank you.

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  I combed my hair and took a look in the mirror. I cant beileve this is actually happening. I never thought I would be here in this situation. I straightened out my blue collered dress shirt and and slipped on my tie. I took a deep breathe and shut my eyes tight hoping that when I opened them this would all dissaper like a dream but of course life just doesnt work like that. This is real and this is happening.

I grabbed the keys and hopped in the car and drove to Kylies moms funeral reception. I pulled up to the house I know to well and slowly got out of my car. There is many people walking in and out. I slowly took one step over the door way and braced myself for whatever I was going to see. But what I saw didnt suprise me at all. It was her...in absolute pain.

Nobody else could notice from the crooked smile on her face as she greets people and exepts there apologies. Thats just it though, they cant see that all of this is physically paining her. From the bags under her eyes to the glazed looked of sadness in her eyes. Her smile was close to bright but her eyes were dead. I knew her to well to not see it.

As she left around the coner of the living room I ended up just walking around. Thinkng about how Im going to aproch her. I could just walk up to her but what if she rejects me. Not like I even desrve an ounce of her attention but fuck I cant help but want her to know everything I feel. She needs to know. This isnt a very good time either but I just dont know anything anymore.

I turned around to be faced with somthing I didnt expect at all. A face I have only seen in mug shots. A murderer....Kylies father. He had his hand grasped around Kylies small wrist as he said somthing in her ear. Kylie started shaking her head profusly and suddenly ran out of the house. I ran after her but it was too late. She was already in the car backing out of the driveway not even looking my way. 

Then it clicked. I know exactly where she is going. I ran out and hopped in my car.