Luna's POV
"Okay Ollie, B said I should start singing or whatever you call it. But I just think it isn't something for me." I said while placing my plate into the hot soapy water. Ollie was laying by my legs, cuddled up to me if you will. I knew he was awake still because he would in some way, reply to me. Yeah, how lame am I? I'm talking to my dog like he's able to actually answer me. "Anyways, I'm gonna try this out with you. Cause you'll be honest with me, right?" I asked looking down at Ollie. I watched as he lifted his head and his ears shot up. I laughed a bit before clearing my throat.
"You know I, I'm afraid of change Guess that's why we stay the same So tell me to leave, I'll pack my bags, get on the road Find someone that loves you better than I do, darling, I know Cause you remind me every day, I'm not enough, but I still stay" I shouldn't stay though. I thought of Zion, the feeling of hurt associated with him. As much as I hate to say it, all he ever did was bring hurt with him. No natter what I was the one who ended up being hurt. God why does this sound like some god awful love story. Okay maybe it is. But in those love stories, the guy is thriving for whatever he's praised for. Meanwhile, the girl is left with hurt and anger. I will not, under any circumstances, let that me be. Maybe Brandon is right, I could right some songs. Get whatever is bottled up, out of my system. Maybe it'll help me. I was about to dry my dishes but Ollie had ran towards the front door. Scratching away at it. I usually wouldn't mind but the relator would. "Ollie, stop scratching the door. The relator won't like that!" I yelled running to the door. There was a knock, me being stupid, I didn't bother looking out my peep hole. One of these days, I'm going to get killed I thought to myself. I opened the door, "hell- Zion?" To day the least, I was shocked. I didn't know what to do or what to feel. "What are you doing here?" I asked. Really? out of all people. I didn't want him here, I pulled the door closer to me. Blocking the view of the inside of my house. Ollie began to growl at him, making me a bit proud. I saw the nervous look on Zion's face. "Ollie, no" I sternly said, I never talk to Ollie like that. So it surprised him, he looked up at me and back to Zion. When Ollie walked away, I looked up at Zion. "Can I come in?" He asked, I quickly looked at him. Don't do it, he used you. The voice in my head kept saying. "Why?" I asked, my voice coming out more rude than I anticipated. I cleared my throat. "Sorry that was rude" I mumbled, he gave me a small smile. "We need to talk Stormy.." he said to me. "Luna.." I said, he looked at me confused. "It's Luna to you." I added, I watched as he looked hurt. "Luna, we need to talk" he stated. What does he want? He initiated the end of whatever we were. Friends I guess? "You have 5 minutes. That's it." I said opening my door for him. He walked in, I closed the door behind him. Dammit. I noticed that he was looking at the walls and the boxes. "You're moving?" He asked, I motioned to the couches. He sat down on the small couch. I walked over the other couch. Sitting across from him, he looked hurt. I guess he wanted me to sit next to him. It was silent, except for the occasional growl from Ollie. "What happened between us Luna?" He asked. I scoffed at his question. "What happened? Really Caleb?" I asked. He looked confused. "What happened, was me having the worst panic attack of my life. I called you but you didn't answer. But you did text me. Saying I ruined your life. That I should leave you and your new family the hell alone. So don't come to my house and ask these ridiculous questions Caleb. You're lucky that I even let you into this house!" I yelled. My breathing got heavier, the anger rising within me. "What text is everyone talking about?!" He yelled. Taking me back, he really just yelled. Ollie got in front of me. In guard mode. I walked to my kitchen where my phone was laying. I grabbed it, opening up the message app. I scrolled to his number, opening the messages as I walked into the living room. I threw my unlocked phone at him. He caught it and looked at me. Asking permission with his eyes. I nodded my head and watched as he began to read. His eyes widening as his thumb scrolled across my screen. "Luna.." he said standing up from his spot. "I didn't send those texts" he said to me. Who else would send those to me? "Well it came from your phone. Your number." I said to him. He walked over to me, reaching for my hands. "Luna, I would never say those things to you. I know you probably don't believe me but I did not send those texts." He pleaded. I moved away from his grip and walked away from him. "Who else would've sent those? Huh? Why are you even here Caleb? Why after all this time? I was doing fine! I was happy with myself. I'm doing things for me now! I didn't have to worry about you or..or anyone else for that matter!" I yelled at him. He stepped back, his eyes becoming glossy. We both stood there, in silence. He walked over to me and wiped my cheeks. I hadn't realized I was crying. I moved my face away from his hands and wiped away my tears. I didn't need him for the last four months, I sure as hell don't need him now.
