5 Chapter 5~Please

After about an hour of talking, I finally worked up the courage to ask him something.

"Why don't you let me sleep?" I said, looking away. I don't know why I was so nervous about it, but I was for some reason.

"Oh well. I suppose I could tell you, but I bet it would be too hard to understand for a mere human," he said with a sly smirk. I grabbed the bag of gummy bears and gave him a stern look.

"Ok, ok! Gosh!" he quickly took the bag back and continued "I was kidding! Long story short, it's for power," he said as he stuffed his mouth with gummy bears.

"So... you're telling me you fucked with me...and tortured me my whole life... just because you wanted to have power?!?!" I yelled, shaking my head at him. " How fucking selfish and disgusting can one be to do that?!?!" I looked at him, shocked and disgusted. If I'm being honest, I really regretted what I said after that. As his eyes went wide and his body shivered, he looked away from me. When he looked back at me, he had tears in his eyes and a quivering lip.

"I'm sorry," he whispered before vanishing. It was then that I realized how much damage I had done with that one sentence. I felt a rush of guilt run over me. After that, I didn't want to draw anymore. I went to bed. When I woke up, I felt like shit, so I only got up for food and the bathroom. Even then, I only made ramen, since it was quick which meant I could go back in bed quicker. I had a headache. My mind was racing and kept replaying the moment when Call turned to me and whispered the words "I'm sorry". He sounded so hurt...While I was waiting for my ramen, my sister came downstairs.

"Wow, you look horrible," she laughed. "Also, why were you yelling last night? When mom gets home, she is sooo going to punish you for that" she said, grabbing a water from the fridge.

"I was playing a game. Sorry, I just got a little mad. That's all," I mumbled. She nodded and walked back upstairs. I ate my ramen, then took a nap. When I woke up, I heard my door open. Thinking it was my sister, I said "Go away, Ava." She sat on my bed. Then, I heard Jack talk.

"What's up, Mike?"

"How did you get in?'' I asked, expecting to hear him say my sister let him in, but oh no~ that's not what I got.

"Ha ha...ha I climbed through your living room window" he said, scratching the back of his head. He had an awkward smile. I turned over towards him and gave him a "what the fuck" type look.

"Look, you weren't answering your phone so I figured if I knocked, your sister would answer. As you know, I'm scared of your sister, because she practically drop-kicked my nutsack last summer." To be honest, that made me feel better. I laughed a bit and shook my head.

"You were the one that made a smutty comment on her swim suit. She's always been a 'Bruh' kind of girl, so you should have expected that."

"Fair point, but that's not what I came to talk about. What's up, man? Did your girlfriend break up with you or something? Because, to see you moping and not being productive is, like, a shocker, though, so I came to check up on you." Jack is known to be the therapist of the group, because he's gone through a lot, to say the least, so he's actually a lot wiser than most people give him credit for. He's known to give good advice.

"So let's say, hypothetically, I yelled at someone and said some really mean stuff that I feel really guilty for." I said, shyly.

"Depends on the person, where you said it, how they reacted, and what you said. Give me more details"

"Well I can't really do that, 'cuz it's hypothetical." He gave me an unamused look, so I took a deep breath and told him.

"I said it to Call. It was in my room. He started crying and left, and I said he was selfish and disgusting"

"Damn. You know, the fact that you got so depressed about this makes you seem like you like him, at least a little bit. You always act like you hate him so…" he said with a smirk on his face.

"What do you mean by "like"? I have a girlfriend, and I don't have a reason to like him, if your implying friendship," I said angrily, as I felt myself blush.

"Mhm. Well, I'm kidding...yeah, kidding!" he said looking away, still, with that stupid grin on his face.

"You should talk to him about it. Ask him how he felt and apologize. Not like the shitty apologizes you see on YouTube. A good one. Show him that you mean it. If that doesn't work, then come back to me. Okay, bud?" He went to put his hand in his pocket, but I grabbed his arm before he did.

"If you vape in my room, I'm throwing you out the window," I said sternly, looking him dead in the eyes.

"But we're on the second floor," he said quietly.

"I know" I grimly replied. He put his hands up and smiled.

"So, are you going to come with me? Alice and Will are back at my place."

I declined. After he left, I decided to get ready so I look okay when I apologize. After I took a shower, I came back into my room to see someone, who I think to be Call, hiding under my blankets with my phone. I ignored him while I got dressed, then I walked over to him and slowly took the blanket away.

"Hey, just because I can't see you doesn't mean you're not there. Please, I want to talk to you," I said.

I put my hand in the direction where I thought he was, and realized he left. I flopped back onto my bed and sighed. I laid there, staring at the ceiling, for what felt like only a couple of minutes, but when I had looked back at the clock, I had been down for two and a half hours.

"Call..." I sighed "Hey, I know you're angry, but please. Come out. I just want to talk to you. I want to apologize,"

"Please."

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