I sighed and got out of bed. I put on some real clothes - some old cuttoffs with my Batman shirt that Mikey had gotten me - and sprayed some body spray before I left my room like that. I went down the stairs, not bothering to fix my mess of a hair that had been put up in a bun for the passed three days. I did, however, grab a piece of gum from Jeremy before leaving the house.
"Did you even shower?" he called out the door.
"Don't care!" I shouted back, hearing him chuckle as he shut the door.
I crossed the street and turned back to see if my brother was watching me before running down the driveway of the Hemmings House. I ran inside to see the place was empty and getting kind of dusty. It didn't look abandoned the way that it had before. It just looked like no one had been inside for a while.
"Hello?" I called, walking around the house trying to find anyone. "Luke? Mikey?"
I went into Luke's room to see his room was vacant. The ball he usually tossed while laying on his bed was placed on his nightstand, leaning against the lamp. I checked the guest room to see no one was in there either. I didn't dare go into any of the other rooms since they were probably his parents' and brothers' rooms and I didn't know if he'd want me seeing what was in there.
"Lucas, I know you're in here!" I yelled.
I sighed and went back downstairs and stood at the door. "Fine, I'm leaving now!" I shouted in hopes he'd appear and tell me not to go. He didn't. So I left, angrily shutting the door behind me.
Now I knew how I made the other four boys feel. As I walked down the street, feeling incredibly disappointed, I quietly called for Michael, hoping maybe he'd appear with a, "Hey, Cooper, long time no see!" but he didn't.
Since Michael wasn't showing up, and I got distracted as I was walking, I ended up in front of Calum's house at the end of the street. I didn't exactly know what to do since I'd never been at his house before. Instead, I pulled my phone out of my back pocket and called him.
"What?" he asked on the fifth ring.
"Hey," I breathed, pausing for a minute to figure out what to say. "I'm outside your house."
"Okay," he said. "I'm not home and I'm kind of busy anyway. Oh, you missed the forensics test."
He hung up after that, leaving me standing in front of his house that he wasn't even in, feeling like a shitty person. I hung my head, walking back toward my own house. I figured maybe I could stop by Ashton's before giving up. I didn't know if the house across the street from Ashton's was actually Michael's house so I wouldn't bother with that.
I walked closer to Ashton's house and saw that his car was in the driveway. I smiled a little, hoping that maybe Ashton would actually want to talk to me - or listen is his case. I walked up the driveway, but found myself turning around again. I didn't know why but it was like I just didn't want to see Ashton anymore. I questioned my sudden change of moods as I walked back home and went to my room.
My parents questioned me a lot during dinner, asking if I was okay or if I wanted to talk about it. I tried to keep my answers short and somewhat vague just to give them the hint I didn't want to talk about it. They still didn't bring up the house thing, so I just assumed Ashton never talked to them.
"I'm going to go to bed early," I decided, pushing away from the table. "I still feel really gross. Night, guys."
"Goodnight, sweetie." my mom smiled, stopping me to kiss my forehead before letting me head up to my room.
I showered first since I hadn't done that in a while. I let the warm water wash over my body, trying to feel less tense about everything. After that, I brushed through all the knots in my hair before changing into my pajamas and going to my room. Walking in and sitting down on my bed, I stared at my window. I just hoped that Ashton would come back tonight and toss rocks at it like he usually did. After about an hour of waiting, I tried calling for Michael again. Still nothing. In the end, I pushed my window open and climbed into bed, hoping I'd wake up to Ashton beside me.
I wasn't as cold as I thought I'd be the next morning. Jeremy came in to wake me up to see how I was feeling. I peeled my eyes open and noticed my window was closed. I sat up slightly and looked around the room. There wasn't any sign of Ashton or anyone. I sighed and laid back down.
"If I'm not downstairs in five minutes," I said slowly. "I'm staying home."
"Still haven't worked things out?" he guessed.
"No." I sighed.
"I'll just say you're sick." he told me before leaving me in the dark.
I sat up again and waited to see if anyone was going to appear in my room since Jeremy was gone. I waited until I knew Jeremy and my parents were both gone to assume no one had snuck in. Someone had just snuck over to shut the window and leave me there. They all must've known I was looking for them but they didn't bother to stick around. It was then, when the house was completely empty and I was absolutely alone, that I began to cry and scream in frustration. I just wanted to apologize. I didn't think my behavior was so extreme that all of my friends would have to ignore me.
After about an hour of having a huge hissy fit, I was tired and worn out enough to go back to sleep. I slept until it was 12:02 according to my clock on the nightstand. Lunch would have just started. I decided I'd go find Calum at school and confront him about this. So I got my pathetic ass out of bed and put on the same Batman shirt with some army green leggings and my black, studded ankle boots and left my room. I put my hair up again because I was in too big of a hurry to actually do anything with it. If I didn't get to lunch in time, I didn't know how I'd find Calum.
I grabbed my keys from the counter and went out to my new car, starting it up and driving down the street. Instead of parking in student parking, I parked in the circle outside the Main Building where kids got picked up from their parents. I turned the car off and walked inside, not planning on staying at school even if Calum actually said anything to me. I walked into the cafeteria and saw him sitting by himself, scribbling in his notebook like usual. I took a deep breath before walking over to him. He didn't look up as I sat down across from him.
"Well, well, well," he said into his notebook. "Look who decided to put her big girl pants on and come to school."
"What the hell is your problem?" I demanded, taking his pen away from him.
"Hey!" he protested.
"I know that I've been acting immature, but was that really reason for everyone to just disappear on me all of a sudden?" I questioned. "I went around all afternoon yesterday trying to find you guys and apologize. Luke hid away in his house, Mikey ignored me, and you so rudely hung up on me. I'm pretty sure Ashton told me to go away and forget I ever saw him because when I went to his house, I suddenly was walking back down the driveway and didn't want to talk to him anymore. I just wanted to apologize and you four assholes-"
"Bridgette, shut up for a sec." he said, interrupting me.
I almost growled at him, I was so fed up. "Don't tell me to-"
"Bridgette, listen," he said more firmly. "We've been ignoring you because of Ashton."
That made no sense to me. "What?"
He sighed. "Look, after you stormed out on us when we told you to stay away from Luke and Michael, we decided to just give you some space and go home. Then Ashton must've found out that his house was going to be torn down in four days. I went to go see him the next day and he was a wreck. We kept trying to get you to come talk to him because you were the only person he wanted to see. And he wanted to apologize to you, too. But you kept ignoring everything we did. Finally, he gave up and ended up locking himself in his house."
"Well, his family is going to be dead and this girl he's in love with doesn't want anything to do with him anymore," he shrugged. "He thinks he has nothing to live for now."
I knew my mouth was hanging open and I knew that people were staring at me and I knew I had to be at Ashton's house instead of here because they were going to take a crane to that house with Ashton inside of it. I stood, for once collecting my stuff faster than Calum did.
"C'mon," I ordered. "We can take my car to Ashton's. We need to get him out."
He scoffed. "Good luck with that."
I turned to - luckily - find him following a few steps behind. "Did you close my window last night?"
"Close your- no," he told me. "I was at Luke's house with Mike trying to figure out how to get Ashton to not commit suicide. No offense, but-"
"Calum," I interrupted. "Who is the only other person that would sneak into my house?"
I could tell realization his when his eyes widened. "He left the house."
"He left the house," I nodded. "So getting him to do it again can't be impossible."
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