Michael came barging into Calum his room. "Calum! Omg my parents are so annoying i'm so sorry-" he stopped himself when he didn't saw Calum anywhere.

"Calum?" Michael spoke as he stepped into the room some more. His bed was neatly made, the balcony doors were closed. There wasn't anything missing except for Calum.

Michael slightly started to freak out and checked the closet, in hope somehow he was there. No sign

Michael slammed the closet door closed before exiting Calum's room. He decided to check the basement.

•

Dear diary,

I don't know why he is gone. I don't know why he ran away, I want him back. What if he escaped? Did he wanted to escape from me!? what did i do wrong?

I have to say that i was a selfish friend, but he always seems so sad. I want to make him feel happy. I want to make him mine and talk about all kinds of things at night while we hold hands and cuddle under the moon light.

He is just so pretty. His hair, his eyes and his lips. Those damn kissable lips. He always looks so innocent, he is just so cute. I'm madly in love with him and i hope he feels the same.

I'll be looking for you tomorrow morning! I hope i will see my Calum.

Yours sincerly,

Michael G. Clifford

•

Broken.

He was broken after Ashton had found him laying on the grass ground. He was covered with burn wounds. The small boy wasn't to be heard crying. It were silent cries he let out which hurted Ashton more. He was too late..

Ashton had kissed his forehead softly to calm him down. He apolagized a million times to the fragile boy, but the boy was muted the whole time. Ashton got that, he knew he didn't wanted to talk. Ashton felt guilty for letting him wait so long. He didn't know anybody would find him, but they did.

Ashton placed Calum on top of his horse and sat behind Calum so the fragile boy wouldn't fall by any chance. Ashton grabbed the reins and the horse started running. Calum weakly held onto the saddle they were on. He could barely move anything. Ashton saw this and grabbed Calum's waist with one arm holding him to his chest.

Just as his wounds were healing, others made it's way onto his skin. His body was still burning from the touches. Luckily the blonde didn't touch his face. He had burn wounds all over his body. His clothing was shed, but Calum kept the letter Ashton wrote for him safe.

Calum was tired, so tired from everything. He was full of dirt and wounds. He felt once again, disguisting.

•

"I don't want to"

"You have to have a cold bath Calum, you can barely move anything" Ashton said. They were in Ashton's room.

"..no" Calum said once again. He shook his head. He didn't want Ashton to see his ugly skin and body.

"Calum, please" Ashton pleaded and looked doen at Calum who was barely standing up.

"I-.." Calum sighed. He let his head fall and he looked at the ground. "What's wrong?" Ashton asked as he putted his hand on Calum's shoulder. "I don't want you..to see my body..it's disguisting" Calum said holding back the tears. "Don't say that Calum, i'm sure it's beautiful" Ashton said and gave a small smile.

"I'm pale, skinny and you can almost see my ribs...besides that, my skin is full of wounds and bruises" Calum said as sweat was dripping down his forehead. He still couldn't get used to all the heat in this place.

"Yet, i know you're still beautiful...Calum i would never judge you" Ashton said as he grabbed Calum's face.

The two looked each other in the eyes for a moment. Calum could kiss Ashton right then and there, but he knew Ashton wouldn't want him.

"..okay" Calum said queitly. "Good, i'll let my people fill up the bath for you with cold water, are you hungry or thirsty?" Ashton asked. Calum shook his head, he was only tired.

•

Calum was standing there naked awkwardly, watching as Ashton was getting something from a closet.

He didn't want it, but he knew he had to. He decided to climb into the cold water. Shivers ran down his spine as his foot made contact with the cold water.

Calum looked down at the water before sitting down slowly in it. He started to breathe heavily as the ice cold water hit his burnt skin.

"You okay?" Ashton asked as he leaned against the wooden tub. Calum nodded and rolled up in a ball.

"I have this cloth..I'll clean you, is that okay?" Ashton asked. Since Calum couldn't do it himself since his hands were burnt too he just nodded.

Calum felt the cloth touch his now wet skin and felt the cold water dripplets run down his back. The ice cold water felt perfect on his skin, almost too perfect.

"Can i have your arm" Ashton asked. Calum released himself from being a ball of burnt skin and held out his arm for Ashton to cover with the water.

"See...you're beautiful" Ashton said as he smiled. He was gentle with Calum's hands.

"Not like you" Calum said under hos breath. "Huh?" Ashton asked. "Hmm?" Calum hummed looking up at Ashton. "Thought you said something" Ashton said as wet Calum's hair. "Nope" Calum said in response.

Ashton rinsed out Calum's hair before grabbing a clean dry rag. Calum stood up out of the water. He was clean again, he felt better. Ashton wrapped the rag around Calum's shoulders covering his body. He then grabbed bamdages to wrap around Calum's hands.

"Give me your hands" Ashton said. Calum held out his hands. Ashton started to wrap the bandage around both burnt hands.

"Better?" Ashton asked.

Calum nodded and sighed.

"What's wrong?" Ashton asked.

Calum shook his head and smiled fakely

"..me, that's what's wrong"