Twisted

Chapter Thirty Two: Missing Callum

Chapter Thirty Two: Missing Callum
Josh's POV

You know how you have a great sister? When she does everything she can to make you smile because the person who normally makes you smile is mad at you.

I felt so sad and dull without Callum about. I know that sounds kinda clingy, and don't get me wrong I'd be fine if he and I left on good terms...

But we kinda didn't?

I don't think you could call it good terms anyways... we didn't have a fight nor did we have a falling out but we left each other hurting. And in my brain that sounds like leaving on bad terms...

In fact, I've seen Callum vulnerable so many times, broken or sad, upset but he's never taken a break from everyone and everything.

I wanted to text him and tell him how sorry I was and how bad I felt but I know he needs space. He needs to think. I didn't want to overwhelm him and cling onto him.

So that's why I was so sad. I was just stockpiling up with guilt.

He got hurt. I knew he did even without having to know.

"Come on Josh. Let's go bowling." Sylvia said, suddenly bursting into my room at two in the afternoon, waking me from my peaceful slumbers about being a bird and only having to dance to find a mate.

I shook my head, "Not happening. It's too early."

She looked at me with squinted eyes, "It's 2 in the after noon, Josh. Just get out of the house for today."

I groaned. The bowling alley had just opened back up. Corona was still a thing but now it seemed like nobody cared about it so everything was starting to open back up.

"No." I grumbled, throwing the blanket over my head.

I peaked through the blanket and saw her roll her eyes, "Youre acting as if he broke your heart Joshy. He'll come back, you'll hug it out and tell eachother how grateful you are for eachother and how guilty you felt. He's just taking a reality break for a bit." She paused momentarily, "That or he's with Craner getting absolutely shnockered, but I highly doubt that. So come on."

I huffed, "Wow. What a way to get me motivated." I said sarcastically.

She ripped the blanket off of me and I shivered, "I dislike every aspect of you." I mumbled in the cold air. How come every day except today it's hot in my room?

She pushed me hard until I rolled off of the bed and, very gracefully might I add, hit the floor with a groan.

"Josh. I'm serious. It's not like you two haven't been apart before."

"No but this time it's worst Sylvia because I know he got hurt."

Sylvia smiled sadly, "Yeah but... how many times do you think he's gotten hurt at home without you knowing, and he's just... never ever said anything?" She sighed, running her hand through her hair. "That's obviously not gonna do anything Sylvia-" she groaned, "Get your ass up before I tell dad I caught you looking at hot men in my magazines."

I threw a pillow at her as she left.

I guess she was right though. I was acting as if Callum had just cheated on me. But I feel like when something like that happens, or when someone you know is getting hurt, there will always be a nagging feeling deep within you until you realize they're okay with your two eyes.