Saving Callum (Revised)

Break-In...sorta? pt 1

Did he just say what I thought he said? Umm okay, maybe I should ask him to repeat that because obviously I had heard him wrong.

"Callum you...I think I heard you wrong, may you repeat?" I blink stupidly at him.

"Break into my dad's office, I mean it's the best choice we have, right?"

"Riiiiight"

He starts to pace the floor mumbling to his self, I couldn't really make out what he was saying but a few "Bastard's" and "Fucking asshole" slipped out a bit too loudly he started to rub his hand down his face over and over again, I was starting to get worried that maybe just maybe...Callum was a little nuts well I guess he is nuts somewhat? Hmm?

Okay, I think I had enough of his mini freak out, time to try and calm the situation down.

"Callum! Calm down, I already had a panic attack it is no time for you to have one too."

He glances at me before scuffing, folding his arms in front of his chest muscles bulging, tattoos all the more visible in the bright light.

"So you just fucking tell me my dad had something to do with your loved one's murder and I agree to help you, and you expect me to stay calm!"

"No, I expect you to shut the hell up, the twins are right upstairs!" I whisper scream at him.

"I..."

I glare at him daring him to defy me.

"Fine okay" he sits back down, pouting like a big baby.

"Okay so can you please calmly tell me what you're thinking?"

"I just thought I could look for evidence in my father's home office, I mean he keeps that thing locked up airtight, something must be in there."

"...why are you helping me, he's your father."

"I hate him...he drove my mother away when I was 10 years old" he speaks in a shaky voice, "He's slept with so many people during their marriage, he's had children from these affairs but even worse he beat her...he beat her every night when he thought I had gone to sleep, he would force her to sleep with his friends as well...one day she left in the middle of the night, I watched her go but she didn't take me because she hated me, I look like him. every day since he beats me and blames me for her leaving."

By the time he is finished fresh tears are falling down his face, he looks so vulnerable, so fragile, I feel as if I were to go touch him, he would break onto the floor. My heart grows heavy from the raw pain in his voice so hollowed with the pain he's been hiding, I can't help but to cry with him.

"Justice please believe me I would like to help you but know I have my own selfish reasons too."

"Okay I understand, so what's the plan?"

"My father comes home in a drunken rage every weekend around 1 am so I have plenty of time to do this but there a problem."

"Problem? What kind of problem."

"The door requires two keys, but he always keeps one key on him. I don't know how I'm going to be able to get it from him"

"Hmm? Where does he keep it?"

"On his key ring"

"Do you guys eat breakfast in the mornings?"

"Um yes but I don't see what that has to do with anything." He quirks an eyebrow up at me,

"I think I have a plan"

3 days later...

It's Friday and I'm meeting up with Callum at lunch to go over the plan a final time, our friends had questioned over and over why we suddenly were hanging out and miss 'Callum is mine' keeps giving me the stink eye.

"Callum I think you might want to control your little pack before they end up in the pound or they lose their (I put my hands up making air quotes)  queen if she keeps looking at me like that."

He glances back to his usual table where all attention is on us.

"Oh Kim, she's harmless"

"Mmhm okay I'm just saying so don't blame me if I pop her bubble," I say shrugging my shoulders.

"Anyway, are you ready for tomorrow?"

"I'm ready, I've made sure everything is in place, it should be easy in and out."

Nodding my head I was happy he was confident, there are so many things that could go wrong, this plan might not work at all...

"Aye, you got that look on your face,"

"What, what look?"

"That look that says, "I have no faith in him what so ever" look."

"I do not, I absolutely have faith in you just...I'm just worried is all."

There's a silence between us as we look into each other's eyes, an unspoken promise passes between us as he reaches out taking my hand over the table. With this, I knew he wouldn't let me down.

The rest of the day passed quickly and soon it was time for me to head to work, I called the twins at home with the babysitter promising to bring them chocolate when I return.

As I sat at my desk filing paper, I waited for Mr. Cortez to call me for his daily coffee, like his heart and soul he likes his coffee pitch black.

After about ten minutes of doing this my desk phone beeps,

"Coffee"

That's all that was said before he hung up, I walked to the coffee station quickly preparing. Knocking on the door I wait for him to invite me in.

"Enter."

Pushing the doors open I place a plastic smile on my face,

"Your coffee sir,"

Let the games begin...