Teach Me How To Love

Chapter 20

Dean's POV
Sherry came back and took the ice pack away. Calista got up and went back to packing.

"Sherry? Am I still gonna be able to have my own art room at the new house?"

"Yep!"

"Good."

"Why do you hate this house so much?"

Calista stared staring at Sherry.

"Don't even-"

"Our parents are druggies and drunks."

"Goddamnit!"

"Uhhh....that doesn't bother me."

"Thank god. Are you almost done looking at that?"

"Hold up."

I found a page that surprised me.

"Oh? What's this?

It was based off a photoshoot. I had a jacket on but no shirt.

Calista saw what I was looking at and grabbed the sketchbook. I shut it and yanked it away from her. Calista's face got red.

"Awww! How cute! You look like a strawberry!"

She started reaching over me and started trying to get the book.

"Gimme it!"

I started laughing.

"You son of a-"

"Careful! You can't start falling apart now!"

"Dean! Come on!"

"Lay off Cal! I'm gonna fall!"

I fell off her bed and she landed on top of me. I groaned.

"OOF!"

"Gimme!"

"I'm gonna leave you both to just do this."

I heard the door close.

"Give me my goddamn sketchbook!"

"Why should I?"

"I need it!"

"Why?"

"Uhhh...I need it!"

She pinned my wrists on the floor.

"Give me it!"

"Look at what you're doing."

She jumped up.

"Wow. All this because of a red book?"

"Are you gonna give me the thing now?"

I handed her the book.

"Thank you."

"Are you getting up or are you staying there?"

"I'm uh...gonna get up."

She got up and helped me stand up.

"You brought this to school?"

"Yes?"

"Wow. That's bold."

She opened her bedroom door.

"We're good!"

Calista grabbed the sketchbook.

"What just happened?"

"He found something...I wish...he didn't."

"Where's the nearest store?"

"It's 10 minutes away. Why?"

"Did you forget? I'm taking you to get more of these. God only know what, your dirty minded self might draw."

"I am not dirty minded!"

"That position you had me in, says otherwise."

"Huh?"

"No comment."

"I am so confused."

"I can tell. Let's go. I'll meet you outside."

Calista grabbed her phone and bag. She walked out of her room.

"Do I wanna know what you meant?"

"No. You're safer."

"You're gonna take care of her right?"

"Yeah. Why?"

"Be patient with her. She's been hurt so many times."

Sherry explained a bit more to me. I walked away and found Calista standing outside. I walked up to her and she locked the door.

"Is everything okay?"

"Yeah. She just wanted to talk to me."

"Oh. Did I do something?"

"No. You didn't."

We got in the car and I brought her to the store. I parked then we got out of the car. Something told me to get a cart. I grabbed one. I followed her to the art supplies. She found the sketchbooks and started going through them.

"Get a few and grab whatever else you need."

"I-I feel bad. My sister did just give me a credit card too. A-are you sure?"

"Yeah. It's fine."

I started looking at everything. She started mumbling to herself. She picked up two and a time and going back and forth.

What's she doing?

She put 4 in the cart. Then she started looking at pencils. I moved out of her way. She started pointing.

"Those break quickly. Those hurt my hands. Those wear out quickly. Can't really put pressure on those. Where are they? I get them all the time. No. No. No. Ah! There!"

She grabbed the pack of pencils.

"Okay. Good. There's a few. I shouldn't take all of them. Someone else might need them."

Wow.

She really cares about people.

"We can see if they have anymore somewhere."

"No. I'm okay. I'll just get two of these. They do last a while for me. There's a sharpener in there too."

She put two of those packs of pencils in the cart. She went over to the colored pencils. She found the pack she wanted easily. After everything was paid for, I brought her back to her house.

We went into her room and she started packing her art supplies.

"The bus broke down a few days ago so, we can't use that yet."

"So how are we leaving then? You don't like airports."

"Train."