The Bully | C.H.

One summer,One summer was all he needed to trick her into believing he liked her.

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6. Six

Chapter Six

|Leah POV|

The next day,I didn't see Calum around school,which was a relief. I didn't feel like seeing him.I was not only pissed,but I was furious.He treated me like I was everything to him over the summer,then school starts and it's a totally different story.On top of that,he didn't have the balls to say sorry to me on his own.I was done.

I went to lunch as usual with Bria,but when I went outside Calum was no where in sight.The table he usually sat at was empty,besides the presence of Michael and Ashton.They waved at Bria and I to come over.

"Hey." Michael said.

"Hey,where's shit face at?"

"We don't know.We haven't seen him since he ran after you last night.We were hoping you guys have seen him." Ashton said,a concerned tone in his face.

"Nope,and I don't plan to."

"We're being serious.Its quiet obvious that you don't like him,but we're worried about him.He seemed pretty upset with you not excepting his apology." Michael said.

"Why? He obviously doesn't care about me so why does it matter."

"We thought the same,but it's pretty obvious that the feelings are still there." Ashton said,"do you mind calling him? Maybe if he sees your number,he'll pick up."

"I'm sorry guys,but why should I be worried about him? Or why should I care? He didn't care about me when he hurt me,when've broke my heart."

"The last time he did this,he ended up getting hurt." Ashton said.

"Wait,hurt how?"

"We can't say." Michael said.

"So you bother me with his problems and can't even tell me what happened to him?"

"Look can you just please call his phone please,we'd really appreciate it." Michael asked.

I rolled my eyes before pulling out my phone and scrolled through my contacts.Calum's picture and phone number showed up second on my contact list.I meant to delete his number,but never came around to it.I let out a breathe before calling the number.The phone rang for the longest time before a voice answered.

"What do you want Ashton?"

"Uh it's me asshole."

"What do you want? I thought you hated me."

"I do,trust me that didn't change.Ashton and Michael are worried about you ."

"Yeah,well tell them not to."

I stayed silent.

"If that's all you wanted to say,then you can hang up now."

I rolled my eyes.I didn't reply.I started to end the call when he spoke up again.

"Do you mind meeting me somewhere?"

"Um why?"

"Because I really want to talk to you and sincerely apologize for hurting you."

"Then why can't you just say that now and hang up."

"Why do I even try with you?"

"I don't know.Why don't you tell me why."

"You know what I'll tell you.I can't fucking get over you.If I was to be frankly honest with you,you made me happier than I have ever been with any other girl before,but I guess that doesn't matter.I guess your way too fucking cold hearted for that."

"Me? Cold hearted? How about the way you hurt me? You made me feel like I was nothing to you.You made me feel like everything we had over the summer was for nothing."

There was no response from the other line for a couple of seconds.

"I'm sorry."

The call ended,his voice sounded as if he was crying.Was he really sincere about what he said? I out my phone back in my pocket and reconnected my eyes with Ashton and Michael.

"So?" They both said in unison.

"He said to not worry about him.He's fine."

"What else did he say?" Ashton asked.

"Nothing important."

What I'd just said was a complete lie.It was important,important to me.I felt bad.I could feel my tears welling up.

"Brittany are you okay?" Bria asked,her hand rubbing my back in a soothing motion.


I got up,dumped my tray,and walked back into the school.I tried my best to clear my eyes from the constant flow of tears.I didn't know why I was crying,but I was.I don't know if it was because he was crying that hurt me the most or what.All I know is that I feel bad.


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