Story For Another Time

Sophia had just lost the love of her life, Tom. She wanted to be alone, so she thought, until she met Calum (A new guy in town) Meeting Calum would lead to ups and downs in her life that Sophia could not imagine.

Both her dreams and nightmares would become reality.


8. We Were Alone

Julie knocked on Calum’s door, Sophia stood beside her, “I’ve brought Soph back.” Julie began to laugh as she walked down the hall, “Behave you two.”
Calum gestured for Sophia to enter the room, and so she did. He led her up the stairs, and to his bed. Once more he sat on his bed, patting for her to sit beside him. Sophia walked toward him, sitting beside him yet again.
“I’ve been waiting for you to get back.”
Sophia could feel her cheeks begin to burn, “Why’s that?” Her voice had become shaky.
Calum laughed a gentle laugh as he pushed himself back, sitting against the wall, “I want to hear your stories.”
“Oh,” Sophia leant back on the wall, “right.”
“Well?” Calum looked down at Sophia.
“Well.” She sighed. She lied down facing away from Calum, on her side.
Calum also lied down, facing her, “I want to hear your stories.” Sophia could feel his breath move her hair, she could feel the warm, gentle breeze against the skin of her neck.
Sophia swallowed, “There’s not much to tell.”
“You’re lying.”
“Would I lie to you?”
“I don’t know, would you?”
Sophia laughed, turning to face Calum, “Of course not.” She went quiet as she realized how close their faces were. She could feel each breath he took, their lips were almost touching. And as he spoke she could feel the movement.
“Sophia, tell me your story.”
Sophia pushed herself away from Calum, nodding, “Right.”
Calum watched as she pushed herself away, “Are you okay?”
“Did you move, for the same reason you didn’t want to come?”
Sophia looked away from Calum, “Maybe.”
“Maybe yes.”
“Maybe yes?”
“He mattered you know.”
“He did?”
“A lot.”
“How much?”
“More than anyone else ever did.”
“What happened?”
“He stopped mattering.”
“Because I didn’t matter.”
“What do you mean?”
“I didn’t matter to him, Calum.”
“No, Calum, he used me you know.” Sophia’s eyes began to water.
“I went to his place all the time, and you know, we’d always do the same things. We’d always play some video games, I’d listen to him play the piano. But that last time, it was different.”
“Soph, how was it different?”
“It was just us. Just me, just him. We were alone. No one else was at his house.”
“What did he do?”
“Wasn’t just him, was us. It was us. Me and him. Tom and me. We did things Calum.”
Calum reached out, gently wiping the tear from Sophia’s face, sitting up. “What things?”
“Bit of this, bit of that, bit of everything.”
“Did you?”
Sophia nodded, crying, “I thought I was special to him you know.”
“I did everything he asked. It was so scary. But I did it. For him. I’d do anything for him. But the only reason he wanted it to be me…” Sophia paused, trying to pull herself together. She lifted her hands to her face, covering herself as she sobbed. “He only even wanted me,” she let out a loud cry, “was so he could win the bet.”
“There was a bet?”
“He won.”
“Sophia.” Calum reached out, pulling her close, “I would never, never do that to you. Ever.”
“He did.”
Calum held Sophia, and that’s how they remained until Sophia calmed down. She pulled away from Calum, wiping her eyes. Calum pulled Sophia in once more, hugging her even tighter, “Let’s take you home?”
Sophia nodded into Calum’s shirt. 

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