Badboy // M.C.

Chapter 16

It has been four days. Four days since I last spoke to Michael. I haven'tone to school, even. I told my parents that I felt sick, which was true except not for the reason they were thinking. Day one was spent mostly crying. I watched a little bit of Netflix, but then crying again. Day two was spent mostly in bed. I kept feeling sorry for myself. Then I cried some more. Day three, I actually ate something that wasn't chocolate. I ate a bowl of cereal and some ice cream. Then I watched more Netflix. I only cried for about an hour before getting myself back together. Day four is today. I haven't cried. Yet. But I need to get myself out of this funk. It still hurts, but I need to do something. I'm just laying here all day, and sooner or later, my parents will figure out that I don't actually have the flu.

"Anna?" Alex knocks on the door to my room. I look up and Calum is standing next to him.

"Calum?" I ask. I can't imagine what either of the them are thinking right now. I have puffy, red eyes, and I didn't shower this morning, yet.

"Um... I will let you two talk." With that, Alex closes the door, sealing me inside my room with my friend.

"What are you doing here?" I quickly ask.

"I wanted to come check on you. Luke and Alice were going to come with, but they both had class. I am on free period right now, so i wanted to make sure you were okay. You haven't been in school all week! What's gooing on with you?" He looks actually concerned, unlike how most guys would act.

"Well, I just haven't been feeling well." I shrug as if it's nothing.

"Are you kidding me right now? Your eyes are all red and you just got caught with your boyfriend's ex-best friend. You are not sick." he looks at me like there is no way I could fool him. I can't decide if I like that he can read me so well, yet. it's nice that he understands me so easily, but soemtimes I like to be closed off.

"Has he been in school?" I ask him in almost a whisper.

"Today was his first day back. He wasn't there Monday, Tuesday, or Wednesday." I nod in understanding. I don't know how I feel about talking about Michael. It's still a touchy subject.

"Oh," is all I can manage to say in response.

"Will you come back for the last couple of periods? If not today, then come back tomorrow. You aren't going to feel normal until you start acting normal." I think about the words being spoken to me.

"You're right." I stand in my spot for a few moments before walking over to Calum who is now sitting on my bed. I tuck my head into his chest and just cry. It's not the same crying as before. It's partly because I miss Michael, and partly because I am so thankful that Calum came to talk to me.

"Thank you, Calum," I weep into his shirt. my eyes are closed so i can only imagine the salty tears I am getting on his shirt. He doesn't say anything back, he just wraps his arms around me in a hug. We stay in this position for a few good minutes. He keeps rubbing my back and my tears start to slow down.

"I have to go, Anna. I would stay if I didn't have to be at the school," he checks his phone, "in ten minutes. Gotta go. I wills ee you tomorrow." he gives me another quick squeeze and gets up to leave, but I stop him.

"Calum, wait. Can you maybe give me a ride to school tomorrow? I don't really want to drive, and Michael usually takes me." he smiles ant me and nods before wlaking out of my room.

I should clean myself up now. Ugh!

***

I wake up for school the next morning. It's Friday, at least. I should've just waited until Monday to go back, but Cal really seemed like he wanted me to come back. I shower and throw on a apir of acid washed skinny jeans with my favorite shirt. Calum should be here any minute. Seeing as I haven't really been feeling alright, I got up later than usual.