C A L E B
"Chuck." The name left my mouth in a whisper, unsure that the man I was seeing in front of my eyes was even real.
"Oh, you remember me?" He laughed devilishly, confirming that it was him.
I gulped. I shouldn't remember him. It had been over ten years since I last saw him after all. But I did. In a heart beat, I remembered that day. I remembered all of it.
He looked nowhere similar to the boy I remembered from that day. I don't know how I even knew that the man in front of me was him, I just did. I think it was the peculiar grey eyes, or the dusty brown-blonde hair. He looked different from how he did back then. He was taller, broader, and there was a stubble in his eyes, one I could make out even in all the darkness.
Reckless. Reckless. Reckless.
"I– I do." I said, consc
