Callie will not talk about

I slowly walked home, the short journey taking me almost 20minutes. As I reached home, I just sat on our porch, staring out into oblivion. Then, my phone rang.

"Hi baby, I'm here" Callie's gorgeous and sweet voice came through my cell phone. "I think I have the right place. It's quite a nice looking house, much bigger than yours or mine, but not over the top huge either ... I'm scared James."

"I know you are Callie. Me too ... just ... be calm. Call me later ok? I love you a lot."

"Me too, I love you ... Ok here goes. I'll call you later" and with that, she hung up.

My stomach was twisting around. I ran inside and was sick in the toilet. It was driving me nuts.

"Whats the matter with you?" asked my mum at dinner. "Are you ok? You look pale and white." She put her hand against my forehead "Do you have a fever?"

"No, I'm fine!" I said, pulling away. "I'm just really tired that's all. It was a long day at school."

"Ok, well make sure you have an early night honey." Said my mum, taking away my empty plate.

I went up to my bedroom and switched on the TV, staring at the pictures dancing before me, but not really noticing what was on. I robotically went and had a shower and brushed my teeth, going back to my bed and just sat there. I glanced down at my watch. It was 1am already. My mind was going crazy, wanting to think what was going on at that guys house, yet making myself feel sick every time I did so.

Finally, my cell phone rang. It was 1:30am.

"Hello?"

"Hi baby. I'm on my way home now..." she said. It sounded like she was going to say something else, but did not. There was a slight pause.

"So ... um ... how are you?" I asked, feeling awkward. I was not sure how to approach the question which I wanted, yet at the same time, did not want to be answered.

"I'm ok. He did not hurt me ... I just ... I don't really want to talk about it right now. I'm just tired and want to go and have a long bath then sleep. Tomorrow is another day and we can forget the whole thing happened ... listen, I'm driving, so I'll see you tomorrow at school, ok? I love you" She said, sounding very tired.

"I love you too Callie." I replied before she hung up.

I hardly slept that night, unable to stop thinking about that man with my Callie. Doing things ... Callie did not want to talk about it and I did not blame her. I tried to think about other things and forget it, but I could not. I just lay there staring at the ceiling.

A loud continuous sound startled me as I jumped out of bed. It was my alarm clock. I switched it off and yawned. I felt like shit. I dragged my clothes on and left the house. At school I waited outside for Callie and shortly before the school bell, I saw her get off the bus. She looked as beautiful as ever, wearing some beige shorts and one of those t-shirts with the buttons halfway down. We both smiled embarrassingly at each other as she slowly approached. We gave each other a big hug and a big kiss and walked inside. I did not want to mention anything about last night and she did not bring it up, although we both knew we were thinking about it.

Over the next week things slowly got back towards normal and we were both our bright and cheerful selves, although the incident with man was still in the back of my mind. We had not talked about what had happened and I hoped that the memory would slowly fade away for the both of us. We had made love a couple of times and it seemed normal. In fact, better than normal. Sex was great. Callie was extra energetic and I loved it as well. All seemed almost back to normal ... almost.

One day a few days later I was feeling in a particularly good mood. The sky was blue, temperature great, and it make me feel wonderful. I got home and went upstairs to get ready for work at the restaurant. As I entered my bedroom I saw a package addressed for me which must have arrived during the day and mum must have put it on my desk. Packages rarely arrived for me, and I was intrigued as to what it was. It had a local postmark and as I hastily tore open the end, an envelope and a tape fell out.