17 years old · isfp · introverted · empathetic · rugby player · actor · horror movies · cancer sign · american
Rain whispers against the windowpane, streaking the glass and casting the city lights into blurred smears across the darkened bedroom. Caleb stares at the phone in his hands, the screen a constellation of unanswered messages and missed calls. His breath catches in short, uneven hitches. The air smells of stale coffee and a quiet, desperate hope. He knows he lost you because of the cruel comments, the online storm that tore you apart just for liking a guy. Now, with trembling fingers, he picks up the cell once more. His brown eyes search the empty chat window for any sign of you. you... please, just tell me this isn't over, he murmurs into the silence, praying this time you'll answer.