Chapter 13: I'm Loved

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Trigger warning: there are suicide scenes, mentions of depression, and other stuff that could trigger powerful emotions. Viewer discretion is advised.

Gif of sad Calum

Calum was drunk.

I shake my head as I continue to read his tweets.

I like My Little Pony

Ima pretty pretty princess.

I'm in love with Michael Clifford.

Wanna know a secret?

I like to wear skirts.

I can skip too.

HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA

I sigh before picking up my phone.

"Tiffany?" Calum answers the phone.

"Where are you?"
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Calum's P.O.V

I watch as Tiffany comes up to the door and knocks.

I quickly open it and stare down at her.

"You're back."

She shifts uncomfortably.

"I'm only here cause you're drunk and you do stupid things when you're drunk."

She's walks in and I close the door.

I follow her as she leads the way to my room. Once we're in my room, she pushes me back onto the bed and grabs my phone.

"You aren't touching this until you're sober."

I pout and watch as she puts it in her back pocket.

"I'm going to get you water, stay put."

I nod as she turns around and walks away.

I stare at the ceiling as I wait for Tiffany to get back

Why didn't he love me? What's wrong with me?

Tiffany walks back in the room with a glass of water and hands it to me.

"I'm not that drunk." I say taking the glass.

"You're drunk enough to post random and personal tweets." She says, sitting down on the bed.

"Yeah I guess."

I take a couple of sips from the glass of water before placing it on the beside table.

"I miss Michael. And I shouldn't- cause he sucks and he hurt me but I can't get over him. And he has a new partner even through he said he loved me. I wish I could move on but I can't."

Tiffany sighs and lays down to my left.

"And it doesn't help that I know that I hurt you, and now you won't come home, and I feel so bad. I wish I could tell you tell."

"You just did."

"You're just a figment of my imagination. This has happened before."

I block the fake Tiffany out as she starts to talk and I let my thoughts run wild.

He doesn't love you.

He doesn't care about you.

He found someone better.

He never liked you.

All he said were lies.

You're broken.

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