Angel Meets Rebel

"Wait, where are we going?!"

"Come on, Hood. Learn to live a little."

//Calum Hood Fanfiction//

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Calum's POV
"So... How was school?" Every night. Every dinner. Every day. Same question.

"It was fine. The usual." Even though it's a new year, I've answered this question countless times, the answer just comes automatically.

"Fine? Oh, Calum, that's not like you. What's the matter?" My mum asked again. I felt my dad and sister turn their attention to me.

"Well... I've been thinking about something lately." I said slowly, looking down at my plate.

"Thinking about what, son?" My dad asked. Great, now I've gotta spill...

"I want to get into professional soccer." I blurted out, looking up at my family nervously.

"That's great, Calum!" Mali, my sister, said, then looking down as my mum glared at her.

"Professional soccer? Calum, you've been studying so hard for years now and you're just going to throw it all away for soccer?" My mum said.

"I think he should. He's a great player, he'd be good at it." My dad agreed. You see, my parents are a little controversial on some things in life.

"No, he can't. I'm not going to let him throw away thirteen years of schooling to join some sport! How much time and effort, and money have we put in to make you the good, intelligent boy you are?!" My mom's voice was rising. And usually at this point I'd back down and give in. But not this time. That wasn't the real me. That was the nerd me.

"What if I don't want to be the 'good, intelligent' boy?! Didn't you think about that?! That's what you want! Ever since I started school, you stopped caring! You stopped caring about what I want and what I love! I hate it! I hate being called a nerd and having to do everything in that way, because that's what I'm known as! A f*cking nerd!" I was standing up now, fists clenched tightly, my knocked pale white. My family were shocked.

I'd never shouted at my parents. Swore in front of them. In fact, I don't think I've ever really told them how I really felt. It was like I would be guilty of burdening my parents with my problems. So I just sit tight and keep my mouth and feelings shut. All. The. Damn. Time.

"C-Cal-" My mum stood up, to try and calm me down.

"-No. Forget it. You never cared about me. So why would you care now?" I asked, but turned around, walking up the stairs to my room and shut the door, locking it. I sighed as I lay on my bed.

Well, now I'm in deep sh*t, I thought.

<<<•*•>>>

Delilah's POV
I was walking home. But I don't really like to call it that. It's not a home to me. It's a living hell.

Always screaming, always shouting. Always anger, always corrupt. I hate it. I hate being here.

I walk in, there's shouting. I never tell them I'm home anymore. They never hear me over the shouting and arguing. So I just walk up to my room and sit on the roof, where its peaceful and quiet. But it's still lonely. I don't have any siblings, or older brothers or sisters. I don't even believe I have parents. I hardly see them. They don't speak to me much because they're too caught up in their own mess they call life.

I've always wanted to share this place with someone. Replace the stars for one special person. Tell them everything. But I don't trust a lot of people. When I was younger, I thought my parents, the people I trusted so much, would give me happiness and love, but as I grew older, they stopped. And now I only trust myself for my happiness. I can't depend on anyone, I'll just fall, hard and fast, and break.

**TRIGGER WARNING**

"I need help." I whispered, lifting the sleeves of my shirt to reveal the scars. Every night, I always did it. Because every day I would feel more broken. But today, something was different. I don't know why, but I just... Couldn't...


**END OF TRIGGER**

"Is it you, Angel? Is it you that's stopping me? You know you can't. It just won't work. I'm too hurt for you to fix. Even though you might be the only person on this earth that can make me smile... You just can't..." I whispered up to the stars.

"YOU ALWAYS SAY THAT! BUT YOU NEVER DO IT, DO YOU?!" 

"I HAVE BEEN LOOKING AFTER YOU AND YOUR STUPID KID FOR 20 YEARS! I'VE WORKED HARDER THAN ANYONE IN THIS STUPID HOUSE!"

"MY STUPID KID?! SHE IS YOUR DAUGHTER!"

"IF SHE WAS MY DAUGHTER THEN SHE'D BE WORKING AND HELPING ME, WOULDN'T SHE?! SHE JSUT SITS ON HER ASS ALL DAY, THINKING HER LIFE IS PERFECT!"

"OH, BULLSHIT! YOU DON'T KNOW ANYTHING ABOUT HER! YOU NEVER CARE!"

"LOOK WHO'S TALKING! WHEN WAS THE LAST TIME YOU SPOKE TO HER, HUH?! 10 YEARS AGO!"

"JUST SHUT UP! SHUT UP!" 

Every night. Every day. Still the same. 

<<<•*•>>>

I lay down on my bed, but I couldn't stop fidgeting. "I need to get out of here." I said. I slipped my black Converse on and threw on some random grey jumper on the floor.

I climbed through the window, carefully going down the pipe that ran down the side of the house. Sure, it was old, but still strong enough to hold me.

As my feet touched the ground, I slipped my hands into my pockets and walked down the street. It must have been raining because the air was filled with that 'earthy' smell and the road was a little wet.

The only lights came from the streetlights above and the occasional house with it's lights on. I sighed as I walked along, my parents were probably asleep and even if they weren't they wouldn't care if I wasn't in my room when they woke up tomorrow morning or came to check on me... But they never did so why should I be worrying?

I leant against a tree at the park my parents used to take me to when I was younger. The swings were swaying from the wind, creaking with each movement. And that was all I could hear for a while... Until.

"No, I can't. She's already mad at me, as if she'd ever let me do it." I frowned. No one came out here this late. Usually I was alone. I looked around, seeing a figure leaning against a tree not too far from me.

The person slipped their phone back in their pocket and turned around, now facing me. They stood, chocolate brown eyes staring at me filled with shock.

"Calum?"

 

Hehe, bet you guys already knew it was Calum. But that's ok. You don't know what's gonna happen in the next chapter! Bye, lovelies!

 

 

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