Memories

11-the neclace

So it's now Saturday and caleb still hasn't said a word to me. I've texted him multiple times to try and understand what i did wrong, and hes read all of my texts, but hasn't replied to a single one of them. I was going out for a dinner tonight with jake and his parents, so i couldn't cancel that to hang out with a friend.

Ash- caleb, can you talk to me please. i don't understand what i did wrong!

And the same thing happened again. He read it as soon as i had texted it, but didn't reply. If I'm honest, the main reason i didn't want to see him was because he would freak about my hand and ankle in a cast. And he would freak even more if he knew it was jake. We told jakes parents in advance that i had fallen down a flight of stairs. It wasn't a very believable lie, but it got the job done.

Ash-what can i do to get you to talk to me again?

Caleb-go out with me tonight

Ash-I've already told u i can't

He didn't reply. I sighed, knowing there was only one way to get him to speak to me again

Ash- what about tomorrow?

Caleb- i said tonight

Ash- fine then i won't go at all

Caleb-no ill meet you tomorrow. 6?

Ash-okay

I sighed, feeling a weight off of my shoulders. Maggie still wasn't talking to me so it was nice to know there was someone to talk to now.

"hey jake!" is shouted downstairs, wrapped in a towel

"yeah babe?" he shouted back

"what do i wear tonight?" i yelled. He didn't answer but i could hear him making his way upstairs. i walked back into our room, standing in the closet looking at all my clothes. why is it that i have so many clothes, but never anything to wear

"we're going to somewhere fancy, so maybe that red dress you bought a couple of months ago" he told me, looking through my clothes for it. he pulled it out and placed it on the counter thingy in then middle off the walk in wardrobe. he also grabbed some black high heels and showed them to my, but i raised my eyebrow and shook my hurt ankle slightly.

"oh, yeah. forgot about that" he muttered, and pulled out some black flats instead. they had litterally no support on my ankle whatsoever but they were better than heels. i nodded as he left, grabbing the dress and slipping it on. it came to just above my knees and was kinda frilly. the top was covered in jewels, and lets just say it wasn't a cheap dress.

i sat infront of the vanity that was in the closet, and started to put on some makeup. i did a smokey eye with winged eyeliner and some pale red lipstick along with foundation, mascara and some highlight. i was impressed at how it turned out considering i mainly just used on hand.

i straightened my slightly frizzy hair and put in some gold earrings jake got me for my birthday.

as i was putting on my necklace jake came in and started putting on a suit. he put grabbed a black and a red tie and held them up to me with a questioning expression.

"the red one. that way we can match" i told him, grinning. he chuckled and put the black tie back, putting the red one on.

"thats a nice necklace. where'd you get it?" he asked me. i shrugged.

"it was wearing it when i came into hospital from the accident. i always assumed it was just something my parents had gotten me that i forgot about." i explained.

"looks expensive" he replied. is shrugged. it did look really expensive. it was a silver chain with a diamond heart in the middle. i picked it up off of my neck and looked at it.

"wait, you almost forgot this" he said, pulling me towards him so my back was to his chest. i waited in anticipation for what he was going to do, when i felt a cold metal go around my neck. i let out a gasp at the feeling of it, bringing my hand up to look at it. it was a silver neclace with a diamond heart in the middle.

"it's- it's beautiful" i gasped

"its yours-"

i grabbed my head in pain.

"baby? baby whats wrong?" jake asked, hurrying next to me

"my head, it hurts" i moaned, gripping the roots of my hair. it slowly went away, and I relaxed onto my chair.

"what the hell happened?" he asked.

"i- i think i remembered something. something that i forgot about in the accident" i told him, trying to process my thoughts

"seriously?" he said in astonishment.

"i don't know. it might have been something else" i admitted. he nodded, looking like he was lost in his thoughts.

"we'll leave it for now, but if it happens again, tell me straight away, okay?" he asked. i nodded, and slipped the black flats on.

who was that guy? was he calum hood? if only i could have seen his face. i mean, i don't know what he looks like. I've always been to scared to search him up or ask my parents. I know I would get way to paranoid if I did. but it could have triggered another memory or something. i'm probably overthinking it. it could have just been a high school crush. but was it?