Sting :||: Michael Clifford

I'll forget, but I'll never forgive you

Calum's POV

I park in the driveway and see Carly's car parked out front. I quickly rush to the door and open it. I see her stand up and then I see the tears in her eyes. 

"Carly I can-"

"You worried me sick Cal. I thought something might have happened to you and I can't lose you."

"You aren't losing me. I had some stuff to work out with the band, but you drove here?"

"Yeah because I was worried about you. My first thought was that you cheated on me, but that hurt too much to think about so I thought that you might've gotten into a car crash or something and I-" I walk over to her and grab her shoulders. 

"You drove your car here and nothing happened." She looks me in the eyes and swats my hands away.

"Was this a sick prank to make me drive again?"

"No, I would never do something like that. I'm just proud of you."

"Okay then tell me why you left without telling me where you were going and then when I called you, you barely even talked to me. And tell me why I've left so many voicemails for you and you didn't pick up your damn phone!" 

"I had some stuff to work out with the guys."

"What stuff Cal? Michael told me everything that was going on with the band when him and I were still together and before all of this happened. I know things that you probably never wanted me to find out, but I know because of him. Now tell me why the hell-"

"I'm leaving for three months."

"Y-you're what?"

"I'm going on a tour for three months and I leave in a few days."

"Why couldn't you tell me this over the phone? Why did you have to drag it on this long?"

"Because I didn't know how to tell you. You're so freaking fragile right now I'm scared that if I leave, you're just going to fall apart."

"Fall apart? You're the one who taught me how to put myself back together."

"But you're not back together because if you were, then you wouldn't compare this relationship to your's and Michael's."

"Because he's all I've ever known! I have nothing to compare to other than him. So I'm sorry if that hurts your stupid feelings, but it's the truth." She brushes past me and walks out the door. I then hear her car start and drive off. I throw my jacket on the couch and look up to see my mom standing there. 

"Are you okay honey?" My mom asks. I shake my head and she pulls me into a tight hug. This is the first fight that we've been in since we got together, but why does it feel like that was the end? I pull away from my mom. 

"I just need to go to bed. It's been a long night."

"Okay, goodnight honey. I love you." I turn and walk up the stairs and into my room. Times like this, I really wish I had my sister to help me through it. She knows how to deal with this crap better than anyone I know. I sit down on the edge of my bed and run my hands through my hair. I take out my phone, that had died around an hour ago, and plug it in. I wait for it to charge a little and turn it on. I see a picture of Carly I had taken at homecoming, the night I asked her to be my girlfriend, and I feel tears forming in my eyes as I stare at the picture before me. I unlock my phone and go to her contact. I dial her number and put the phone up to my ear. It rings and rings, but she doesn't pick up the phone. I wait for the voicemail thing to get done saying what it says, then I leave a message for her. 

"I know that you're really mad at me right now, but this can't be it for us. Not after everything we both had to go through to get to each other. I said some awful things to you that I didn't mean. I just said them in the heat of the moment and I'm so sorry. I love you Carly and I don't think I'll ever stop loving you. You mean the world to me and I-" The phone then beeps and my message is cut short. I take the phone away from my ear and take in a deep breath. I really hope that I didn't screw everything up between us.