'Can you ever f*cking tell the truth?' Caleb's firm and shrill voice made my jump in my place, and I turned to him only to glare at him.
What was wrong with him? Must he be so loud always?
'It's past midnight,' I hissed at him, looking around at the silent church, 'And we're in a place where you are supposed to be quiet. Can you tone it down a little?'
Ignoring me, he walked ahead to sit next to me on one of the benches ahead, a little distance between us. 'You told me you were going to sleep because you were tired, and here you are at the church. Mind explaining yourself?'
'I'm not obligated to,' I raise my shoulders looking ahead and not at him. It was peaceful.. to stare at the statue in front of me in this silence. Silence that is.. until Caleb decided it was a nice idea to break i
