MILK

thirteen

I hit Luke's arm lightly as my phone buzzed in my hands, Calum's new/old number lighting up my screen. Luke turned his head, staring down at it for a moment. He looked over at me - I was petrified.

"Well, don't answer it." Luke groaned, pointing at multiple bruises across his body.

"I won't." I stuttered, putting my phone on silent.

It kept ringing, at least for 5 minutes. Then it just stopped and he didn't try again. He must have got the message. I let out a sigh of relief, looking away from my phone and looking up at a busy Luke. He was typing away on his phone, texting all of his friends, telling them to be aware of Cal. I lay my head on his shoulder, my hands rubbing his arm.

"Thank you for looking after me while my parents were away." I whispered.

He chuckled a little, "Of course I'll look after you. I love you." 

I turned his head round, kissing him lightly on the nose. I felt him smile, turning back to his phone and standing up.

"Where are you going?" I asked, pouting.

"I'm going to get some food. We need to stock up." He laughed.

"But, but, we can get a take out."

"No, we need proper food. Do you think you'll be okay here by yourself?"

"Can I not come?"

He looked over at me, "No, you need to relax."

I huffed, crossing my arms and slipping down my sofa. He laughed a little, walking over and kissing my lips. I laughed into the kiss, I couldn't stay mad at him.

"I'll be back real soon." 

I nodded at him, checking back at my phone. The door slammed shut behind him, my eyes wondering to my voicemail box. It had one message. It wasn't hard guessing who it was from.

I bit my lip, opening the voicemail box and putting my phone to my ear. The beep went off and Calum's tired and crying voice echoed in my mind.

"Alana. I know you'll fucking hate me right now, I know, I hate myself. I really do love you. I was being a dick, denying all the time. I knew you loved me too, I didn't want to hurt you. I don't know why I denied everything, I just did. But I really do love you, I'll forever love you. I love you, I love you, I love you so fucking much. I know Luke takes care of you, I wish I could too, I missed my chance." He breathed in a little, "That's why I've decided to go for a while. You need a break from me. I'll be gone for a while, I don't know how long. But I'll be back. I hope you can forget this and one day we can be friends again. Please. I was being a jerk and you deserve so much better, I need to go. I'll be back. Please remember that I'll always love you. I'll be back soon. I love you Alana Morris. I love you." 

And the phone cut off. And I was left there, confused and upset. He was gone, I should be happy. But I'm not. I don't know what's wrong with me. I sat there for a moment, my face blank and my body not moving. Only the sound of my heart beating could be heard. Calum was gone and I was still upset. But we needed space, we both needed to breathe. Good luck with whatever you're doing Calum. You'll be back soon. I know you will.

Once I start building a home for someone in my heart, I will not stop until the roof prevents hurricanes and the walls are stronger than the third pig's brick house. I will finish decorating the rooms and fill each corner with all of the love I hold. So here I am still trying to finish up the place I've spent all my strength and time into building just to see that you have found another home. But listen, this door will always be open for you.