Pretty Little Flower

I can’t decide on the type of food I want.

Burgers. Definitely want burgers because then I can join

What Are You Doing || Callon

Dillon raised his eyebrows and she continued to speak, “What are you talking about? I don’t ‘do drugs’” he said, using air quotes. Sure he had used his occasional weed for when he was stressed, but ever since he had been dating Cadence, he hadn’t had any need for it. It was sitting in on of his nightstands in his room. Dillon rolled his eyes slightly, “Look, I may have smoked some pot in the past, but that’s it. A lot of people smoke you know.” Dillon took a breath before he continued, “I usually only do it when I’m stressed out, and since I’ve been with you, I haven’t.” Dillon began making his way towards the door in an attempt to leave, “If you had such a problem with it, why are you coming forth with it? Why did you take me to meet your parents?” Dillon looked her directly in the eyes, “I really thought I meant something to you, and if you’re going to end it over something as small as this, then bye.” Dillon opened her door, standing in the doorway waiting for her to say something. When she didn’t speak up, he made his eye, closing the door slowly behind him.

Cadence furrowed her eyebrows, “Wait… what?” She felt stupid. She had so stupidly listened to the person who told her this in the hall way in-between classes. And then when she was sad about it, someone told her that the whole school knew. But, apparently he didn’t. Cadence stood up quickly, when Dillon began to make his way towards the door, listening to every word he said, “Because I wanted to talk about it. And I took you to see my parents because I do love you Dillon. I love you, and I didn’t want something like this to get in the way of it. And now I know that you don’t do it anymore.” The ‘I love you’ was real. She really did love Dillon. But, she took it too far. Cadence never said that she actually broke up with him and now that he was standing in her open doorway, hand on the knob and ready to close it, she had no idea what to do. Cadence was panicking and for that reason, she couldn’t even say a word.

What Are You Doing || Callon

Dillon raised his eyebrows slightly, “What? What are you talking about?” He asked, “I need to change?” He repeated the question back to her, not understanding what she even meant. “Cadence,” He said, getting up and walking over to her, “What are you saying?” He asked again. He began trying to think of what it was that he ‘needed to change’ but he couldn’t seem to think what it was.

“I just…” she took another deep breath, “I can’t date someone who does drugs, someone who seems like they don’t have a care in the world.” Cadence looked at him again, seeing that he was very confused. It made her feel conflicted. She wanted to lose her resolve with the way his eyes looked at her but she wanted to keep it. “This can’t go on Dillon. I can’t do it.” It was bringing her down and she couldn’t let that happen anymore. “It has to stop…” she sighed, and fiddled with her hands, “Or you have to leave."

What Are You Doing || Callon

Dillon looked her straight in the eyes, knowing fully well something was wrong, “Cadence, I’m not dumb. I know something is wrong.” Dillon raised his eyebrows slightly, waiting for her to speak. She continued to stare at him wide-eyed, Dillon doing the same to her. When she finally spoke, Dillon slowly began squinting his eyes, “Yeah, your parents are cool, but I don’t think your dad liked me very much.” Dillon smirked slightly. “Now stop changing the subject and tell me what’s wrong.” His mind began to trail off to summer, wondering if she was going to be the bearer of bad new and tell him she couldn’t come home with this summer. Dillon focused his attention back to Cadence and listened to her response. 

Cadence looked over at Dillon, giving a sad smile. She knew something was wrong, something is wrong. It was bothering her for weeks now, and she had to get it off her chest. But, she couldn’t figure out how. The blonde lightly laughed, “Yeah, I got that vibe as well.” And Cadence sort of couldn’t blame her father for that. She was getting a bit sad with Dillon lately. It just kept bothering her. Because of him, she was in the process of  losing a friend. Cadence couldn’t find any other reason for it, when ever she mentioned Dillon around him, he never liked it. The girl was too nice for her own good and right now that had to stop. There had to be a decision made, “I can’t date you if you aren’t willing to change, Dillon.” She looked him straight in the eye to show him that she was serious.

What Are You Doing || Callon

“So,” he said in between breaths, “Why’d you want me to come here?” Dillon backed away from her, taking a seat her desk. As much as he wanted to kiss her more, he knew she probably wasn’t in the mood for more than what had just happened. Dillon began rocking back, waiting for her to speak. He looked over at her, raising his eyebrows, “Earth to Cadence? Everything alright?” Dillon could tell something was wrong, but he wasn’t exactly sure what it was. “Why’d you tell me to come?” He asked, repeating himself yet again.

“For a semi,” Cadence talked between kissing him, well not exactly between kisses cause her sentence trailed off. She wanted to have a semi- serious conversation with Dillon. Or a full on serious conversation but semi just sounded better. The blonde shook her hair, still wet from the shower, as her boyfriend pulled away, now wanting to avoid conversation. And do so by any means but she wouldn’t get away with it. The blonde still kept thinking, though, about the conversation coming up. She shook her head and widened her eyes, realizing she zoned out, “Everything is fine.” Cadence sat down on her bed, patting the spot next to her for him, “You never told me if you liked my parents or not.” She decided to just start the conversation off lightly.

What Are You Doing || Callon

Dillon was still chuckling to himself, looking down at the floor. When he heard the door open up, he tried to hide his laughter. He put his hand over his mouth and looked up at the beautiful blonde standing in front of him. “Why are you sorry? I should be the one apologizing..” Dillon began chewing on his bottom lip as he waited for Cadence to start speaking, but she continued to stare at him with a funny look. After a few seconds of their awkward silence, Dillon moved closer to her, putting his hands on her face, moving in to kiss her. He pushed his way into her room, using his foot to close the door behind him.

Cadence was just a lot flustered when she got into the hallway. Dillon, looking the way he looked didn’t help either, like he’d just been laughing. It just made her feel worse about the day. “Well, you did have bad timing.” Cadence gave a small smile, feeling a little bit awkward about what just happened and how Dillon saw… what he wasn’t supposed to see. It just made her scrunch her eyebrows. She actually did want to talk to Dillon, it may not have been a great entrance, but it could be a good opportunity. As soon as she opened her mouth to say something, Dillon put his mouth on her hers. Not being able to resist, she wrapped her arms around his neck and backed into her room.

What Are You Doing || Callon

“Ah he—” Dillon said, trying to turn his head away, but he didn’t. He slowly brought his hand up to his eyes, and covered them. “Sorry, bad timing.” he said, stepping back into the hallway and slowly closing the door in front of him. He couldn’t believe what he had just seen, and was in for it to see more. Dillon bit his lip, and began laughing while shaking his head slightly. He knew Cadence was attractive, but damn, girlfriend was hot.

“Out!” Cadence said, noticing that Dillon wasn’t really looking away as fast as he should. She raised her eyebrows beginning to get frustrated with her bra and him at the same time. One wouldn’t leave and one wouldn’t go on. “Finally!” she said when he closed the door after what seemed like an eternity. Of course, after he leaved, Cadence got her bra done up. As quick as possible, she threw on some very loose and ugly tack pants and her brother’s hoodie. Taking a deep breath, she walked over to the door and opened it to see Dillon still there, “Sorry about that.” she said.

I can’t deal with this.

I can’t deal with this.

I can’t deal with this.

I can’t deal with this.