A/N: Wow... i just read over the last chapter... I am so sorry for all that HORRIBLE grammar... that was a totaly fail lol... i type too fast and it is a very sensitive computer, but i have moved to a different computer so this chaptershould be better. Ummm i forgot to tell you for the last one :P srry but this is M just like the alst one ^.^ If you dont want to read this chapter because u dont like innaporiateness then you can scroll down the bottom and i will tell you what happened in the chapter ^.^
Cal woke up in the morning to find Gillian in the kitchn, making breakfast. He picked himself up and got onto the wheelchair. He had slipped out of his pants while he was sleeping because it was too hot. So he rolled into the kitchen in just his boxers. "Put some clothes on Cal." She said, putting some toast into the toaster.
He stared at her as she walked around, preparing their meal. "Foster... was last night-"
"It was inapporpriate and it shouldn't have happened. We were way out of line." She said, setting a plate of eggs on the table.
"Oh." He mumbled, rolling up to the table. He sighed and began to eat.
She walked over to him and laid her hand on his bare chest. He brought his eyes to her and waited. "Cal. Last night I was just..." She wasn't sure how to explain it, "It was..." She stumbled over her words and sighed, "It was a mistake Cal. We are never going to work out." She knew they would. She knew that they would eb perfect for eachother.
"I want you Gillian." He said, absolutely sure of himself.
"No Cal. You just want somebody to hold on to. You want somebody to distract you from our current situation. You do not want me." She didn't want to be used. Not again. She didn't want to be treatd the way that Alec treated her.
"Yes I do." He said, laying his hand on her leg.
"No. Don't try to kiss me ever again." She said, standing up. She wiped away her tears as she walked upstairs.
Cal stared at the table in disbelief. He shut his eyes tightly. He shook his head and opened them again, hoping for Gillian to be there, maybe even kissing him. He finished his food and then went back into the living room. He managed to get his jeans back on and slipped on some shoes. He sigehd and rolled himself around her house. He pulled out his phone and dialed Ben's number.
"What's up Cal?" He asked on the other end.
"I need you to come and get me." He said, biting his lip.
"Where is Gillian?" Ben asked, worriedly.
"I just... need you to come and pick me up." Cal whispered.
"Alright..." He whispered.
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Cal awkwardly stared out the window on the ride to the office. "So..." Ben said.
"No." Cal said firmly, not wanting to talk about it.
"Right." Ben said. That was all that was said in the car. Cals tared out the window and Ben turned up the radio. Right before they pulled into the parking lot Ben asked, "Do you want a ride to see Kayla and Amy today?"
Cal looked at Ben for the first time and took a deep breath. He nodded and then rolled out of the car.
.:.
"We haven't talked in a while Cal." Kayla said with a big smile.
He shook his head and stared at the ground.
"So how have you been? I heard that you had a problem at Amy's. You had to go to the hospital?" He nodded. "Right..." She mumbled.
Cal clenched his jaws and looked at her. "There were sparks, Kayla. Last night... I was so... perfect." He whispered.
"What was perfect?" She asked him curiously.
"Gillian and I. She was kissing me like... she really loved me. She talked like she really loved me. She told me everyone of my scars were beautiful. She loved me."
"But?" Kaya asked, knowing there was a problem.
"This morning... she told me that it was a mistake... that we weren't thinking. I was thinking... THAT was what I wanted. But she said that I just wanted someone to hold on to. SOme one to distract me from what is going on! That isn't true! I love her." He said, whispering the, I love her.
Kayla looked at him with symapthetic eyes. "Maybe she... was right. Maybe she isn't really who you want." Kayla said, moving to the chair next to him.
He looked at her uncomfortably. She laid her hand on his shoulder but he moved away. "I love her." He said, trembling.
"Really Cal?" Kayla asked, laying her hand on his leg and rubbing it. Gosh he loved that so much. He loved when Foster rubbed his leg. It felt so... right. He shuddered under the touch. He told himself to NOT enjoy it. She moved her hand to his chest and rubbed his abs. "Wow... you have abs? I never would have expected that." She said, pulling up his shirt and looking at them. He stared at the wall and didn't move. She ran her ahdn up his body to his face. She wrapped her arms around his neck and turned his head so he was facing her. He leaned away but she grabbed his head, tightly holding onto his hair and yanked his head towards hers. She soon began to amke out with him and he fell into it. He couldn't help himself... She was a really good kisser. He felt her hands go down to his balls and he moaned in delight. She laughed and slipped her tongue into his mouth. He jumped as she ribbed his shirt off. She began to kiss his chest and all over his body. She brought her hands down to his pants and unbuckled his belt. She tore it off of his pants and unbuckled his jeans. She slowly unzipped them and slipped her hands in.
"Kayla!" He yelled her name, beggin for more. He grabbed her legs and pulled her into him. She moved back up his body and things got silent as she made out with him. He could hear the steady sound of Foster's heals coming down the hallway. "Oh shit..." He whispered, not letting himself pull away from the kiss. It was too good. Kayla was so amazing. He ran his hands up her shirt and grabbed her breasts. She let out a muffled scream as he grabbed them. He could hear the steps getting closer. He yanked his hands from ehr shirt and pulled away from the kiss. He shook his head and whispered, "No." Just then Gillian walked into the room to find Kayla all over Cal, Cal trying to push her. She was rubbing her hands over his bare chest and was trying to get another hand into his pants. His hair was crazy from where Kayla had been pulling at it. He looked at the ground in shame and Foster stood there, her eyes widened and her mouth ahnging open. He looked at Foster and shook his head, "I..."
"No." She said. She walked up to Kayla and grabbed her, yanking her away from Cal. She pulled her outside at an attempt to get away from Cal but he could hear every word. "Why would you do that?" She yelled.
"What the hell are you talking about?" Kayl yelled back.
"Why would you try to have sex with him?"
"Because you had the chance and stopped!" Kayla yelled.
"He is in a very vulnerable state. He doens't know what he is doing! You took advantage of him!" Gillian yelled madly.
"Oh shut up." Kayla said walking back into the office and walking up to Cal. He stared at her, his bottom lip trembling. Everything Foster had said was true. He was scared of Kayla. He wasn't thinking. He wanted Emily right now. He didn't want to have sex. The only reason he was doing it was because it was the only thing to fill him up right now.
Gillian walked in and grabbed Cal's shirt and belt. She threw them into his lap and rolled him out of the room. Cal hated this. He hated being in the wheelchair. He hated having Gillian push him around. He hated it. She rolled them outside and she turned to him. "I'm sorry that this had to happen to you Cal. I'm sorry I ditched you last night." She whispered.
He looked at her and sighed. He grabbed his shirt, and pulled it back on. "I need to control myself." He whispered. He then rolled into the car and sat there silently.
"We still need to go see Amy." She whispered.
He nodded and stared at the ground.
A/N: EEKK... bet you werent expecting tht... umm... tht like all the sex in this story lol... thts really all i expected for this story... I hope you liked it! If u decided to skip the chapter this is what happened... Cal went to Kayla for a therapy session and she totally got all over him and tried to have sex with him. Gillian walked in and got all pissed telling Kayla that he was in a vulnerable state... so YEA