Obsessed c.h (discontinued)

Chapter 6; "who are you then?"

We rushed back to the cabin door, trying to open it, but it was locked. The only way we could get inside was to break through a window, but Calum didn't want to do that, he had other ideas to get in. He rushed to his car, turned around, and started running at the door, trying to break it in. His body hit the hard door, and fell automatically. he was legit knocked out. He didn't open his eyes when I kicked him gently with my shoe.
"Cal, you okay baby?" I ask, waiting for his response, but no such word came.
"Fück" I yelled, picking his limp body up, and into his car, driving away from the cabin. I drove about 15 miles away, and Cal had woken up.
"Mac, where we goin?" He asks, rolling down the window to get fresh air.
"Home." I firmly stated, accelerating on the freeway.
"Oh, okay" he rolled his window up, and told me to let him drive, but I really didn't think he was awake all the way yet. I didn't want to take the chance of an accident.

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It was about 8:00 in the morning, and I was headed to the music store to pick up a new string for my guitar, when I saw this guy sitting on the side of the road. He was holding out a can, and a sign that said "life is good". I drove by him, and drove to the store. I got my string, and a capo, just in case mine broke, which you never know, it might.
I left the store, and walked out to Calum's car, hoping to get back before he wakes up. With my luck, that probably wouldn't happen.

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"Mac," Cal whined, hoping to get my attention from the movie we were watching.
"What?" I asked, watching him scoot even closer to me, leaving about three inches between him and I.
"Nevermind". He stated, taking his attention off my eyes, making me want to punch him straight in his face.
He moved closer, not letting any space between us. He rubbed my leg, making me automatically slap it off. He then turned my face around to face him, and trying to make our lips collide. He obviously wasn't himself. He never acts like this, atleast, not in front of me.
"Cal?" I ask, getting up off the couch and onto the floor. "are you okay?"
"Yea, I'm fine Mac," he stated, obviously lying. "why?"
"Because your not acting like yourself," I yell. "tell me what the fuck is up with you. Please Cal. You can tell me anything. I swear"
"How do you know this isn't me." he states, putting a cute smirk on his face. "maybe who I was before wasn't the real me."
"Well, I never did think that, to be honest.". I said, as he wiped the smile off his face. "who are you then?"
"Mackenzie, I have don't know much more than you do, trust me" he laughs, painting the smirk back on his face.
We sat in silence for about an hour until the movie ended. It left me tired, and out of energy to do anything. I couldn't even get up.
"Mac, c'mon, lets go to sleep," Cal says, nudging my arm with his foot.
"Help me get there then," I say, clearing my throat. He picked me up, and carried my to my bed. He tossed me down, and layed my head on my pillow, and walked out, closing the door behind him.