wrong number [calum hood]

gut feeling

The phone rang for barely 5 seconds before Calum picked up.

"Hey Maya," he said. His voice sounded a little raspy, like he really must have had a rough night.

"Little hungover I assume?"

"Eh, yeah but I'm doing alright."

"What did I need to call you about so urgently?"

I heard him let out a sigh. 

"Calum? What's up?" I pressed again. My gut was beginning to twist. I could feel it. Something happened. 

"I... I don't even know what to say."

"Just please be honest with me."

"Fuck," he cursed, "I slept with another girl last night."

My stomach dropped. "I-I'm sorry, what?"

"Dammit, Maya, don't make me say it again please."

"Calum, what the fuck happened last night?"

"We went to this party after the show, I got drunk and-"

"Don't you dare use that as an excuse."

"I'm not! I'm just saying, I was drunk okay! I wasn't thinking! I don't know how it even happened and I regret everything, it meant nothing and I wish I could take it all back and-" he rambled on and on, trying to explain himself, trying to make it seem less bad. But my heart was shattered. I didn't know whether to cry or throw up. My body and my mind were confused. I sat there as his words echoed through my phone but I wasn't listening. I stared at the floor and watched my tears hit the ground. 

"Okay, Calum, that's enough. You don't need to say anything else."

"Maya, PLEASE. I am begging you. Please forgive me. Please don't give up on us. It will never happen again, I promise."

"I am done."

"Don't do this. Please. I don't know what to say, but please," he sobbed.

"I am done."

- - -

I hung up the phone and set it on my table. I stared at it as it buzzed and ringed with texts and calls from Calum. I didn't touch my phone, it felt toxic to me now, but I stared at it and cried. 

Soon, an hour or so had passed. My tear soaked cheeks had now dried and my face hurt. My eyes were swollen to where I could barely open them. My chest ached from the crying and yelling. My head throbbed and I felt light headed. I was hurting more than ever before. This feeling, I couldn't even described. Absolute pain. 

I pulled myself up and walked to the bathroom. I turned on my shower and sat down in it, staring at the wall, letting the water slide down on me. I took deep breaths, trying to bring myself into my body. But I felt empty.