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What would she think if she saw me right now? Would she be happy?
The question fills my mind, consuming me so much that I don’t notice the footsteps in the hallway.
Don’t register my door opening.
Don’t comprehend what Wes says to me.
Don’t truly see his shadow cross over my bedroom floor.
“Cal. CAL!” Wes knocks the knife away from me, and it clatters to the floor. “What the fuck are you doing?”
I reach for the knife wordlessly. Wes grabs my hand and wrenches it away.
“Don’t,” I yell. “Just let me, okay?”
“Let you? Are you fucking kidding me? You think I’m just going to stand by and let you die?” Wes snatches the knife from the ground, closing it and sliding it into his pocket.
Oh well.I have more. Once he’s gone—
“Where are your other weapons? Fuck, I’m searching your room.” Wes turns toward my desk and starts opening drawers. “Kellan!”
“Just let me go. I can’t do this, Wes. It’s not worth it.”
Wes whips around. He looks furious, but the anger dies when he gets a good look at me. Fear swirls in his eyes, mixed with an ache that matches my own. As he kneels in front of me, he grabs my hands. “It is, Cal. Everything hurts right now, I know, but it’ll get better with time. I promise, okay? Just stay with us.”
“I was never supposed to be here.” A new wave of tears flood my eyes. “Why stay?”
“What’s wrong?” Kellan asks from my open door. His brows furrow as he takes us in. “Cal?”
“I came up to see what he wanted for dinner, and he…” Wes’s grip on my hands tightens.
“Hewhat?”Kellan asks impatiently.
“He was gonna kill himself,” Wes says softly.
Kellan swears under his breath before stepping into the room. “Cal…”
“Why did you have to come in?” I whisper, dropping my head.
Couldn’t even kill yourself. Fucking idiot.
“There’s more to life than her,” Wes tells me.
But that’s not it. She’s only a small piece of a much larger picture. The nail in my coffin, I suppose, since she’s the one who finally pushed me to my breaking point.
“Cal,” Kellan says quietly. “We can’t lose you, too.”
Slumping onto my bed, I watch silently as Wes starts going through my room. He throws anything that I could hurt myself with into the hallway.
At some point, Kellan leaves, storming down the stairs and slamming the front door. The sound is like a stab to the heart, and I scrunch my eyes, hoping to shut it out.
You shouldn’t have hesitated.
Now you’ve failed them, too.
Chapter Fifty-Four
Athelia
