Caleb couldn't stop the sob upon hearing Zach's voice. "I... I have... something... I have to tell-tell-tell you..." he stammered heavily, intercepted by hiccups and sobs "but... but I don't know... I don't think it should be done... done over the phone."
Caleb clutched the phone tight to his ear, wrapping an arm around his stomach. He rocked back and forth on the cold bathroom floor and laid his head against his knees. He just wanted to curl up and die - he knew Zach would be pissed, would probably claim it wasn't his or say he was a whore... so many scenarios were running through his head at this point, and none of the outcomes were good, none of them had a happy ending.
Caleb clutched the phone tight to his ear, wrapping an arm around his stomach. He rocked back and forth on the cold bathroom floor and laid his head against his knees. He just wanted to curl up and die - he knew Zach would be pissed, would probably claim it wasn't his or say he was a whore... so many scenarios were running through his head at this point, and none of the outcomes were good, none of them had a happy ending.
You can lead a horse to water, but cannot force a horse to drink.