Torn

CALUM'S POINT OF VIEW

I know I shouldn't be, I know we already went through this, and I know that I finally have my life together, but I've been in college for a month now, and the only thing on my mind is Callie. I am such an idiot! Callie isn't interested in me anymore, she's happily dating Emyli, and I'm happily dating Rowan, but I just cannot stop thinking about her.

Maybe it's just because we've been away from each other for so long, and we're usually at each other's sides, but I'm afraid the whole Sara-Callie thing will happen again, but this time with Rowan, and I really do not want to get her into this. Why do I keep doing this to myself? I keep getting into happy relationships, only to destroy it five minutes later.

Rowan is beautiful, and smart, and focused on her job, while Callie is like a sexy thunderstorm. I don't know what's wrong with me. If Callie and I were supposed to happen, it would have happened successfully by now, right?

CALLIE'S POINT OF VIEW

I don't know what's wrong with me. It's been a month since Calum left, and he's all I can think about. I like Emyli! Why am I doing this?! He's clearly way over me. His girlfriend is sweet, and beautiful, nothing like me. I'm just a bad thunderstorm, waiting to destroy whatever I can. She's like sunshine, wanting to make everyone happy. I don't deserve Calum. He deserves a Rowan, and he's got one.

MICHAEL'S POINT OF VIEW

I glumly walk into the house, throwing the keys in a bowl, and fall onto the couch. Morgan walks out of the bedroom, "Aww, what's wrong?" She frowns, sitting next to my head. I flip over so I'm looking at her.

"They weren't hiring, no where is hiring."

"I'm sorry Mikey."

"It's okay, I'll figure something out." We can't live off of the millions of dollars Morgan's uncle gave us forever. I mean we could, but I don't want to. I want to actually do something and help my family, you know?

CALUM'S POINT OF VIEW

I sigh just as I get out of my creative writing class, and breathe in the crisp air. I love October. I make my way back to my dorm, hoping my roommate wouldn't be there so I can sleep before my next class. He's okay, I guess. He plays sports, which freaks me out, and he's also really loud. Not like Michael-loud, but annoying-loud.

I open the door and peek my head in. No roommate, thank god. I flop onto my bed and just as I'm about to pass out, I get a text. I grumble a cuss word and roll over to get my phone out of my bag.

Calliiie: hey nerd, how's college? :)
Calum: Boring. How's living with my mum? :)
Calliiie: Fun. She is wanting me to succeed in life so badly
Calum: Know what you want to do yet?
Calliiie: Not a clue.

Notes

o callim, back at it again