Allison
By the sounds of it, a rainstorm was brewing up a storm. Thunder cracked, shaking the ground beneath me,and heavy raindrops fell from the sky. It hit the window, like rocks hitting a car on a highway. Loud but relaxing.
A light breeze blew through the open crack of my bedroom window—blowing across my face. I opened my eyes. Dark lighting filtered through the curtains and filled the room in thick blue and black colours.
It was cool, but I felt warm, underneath the blankets, snuggled against the soft sheets. My eyes snapped shut, ready to fall asleep again, but I quickly awakened by a shift of movement beside me.
In a startle, I sat up. I almost screamed when my eyes came across a sleeping Cameron. My muscles spasmed, and I kicked my way out of the bed. My leg accidentally kicked Cameron, causing him to jump—fleeing into a sitting position. He sat up, still dazed, rubbing his sleepy eyes and yawning. The comforter fell, revealing his bare chest, and I automatically began to wander. Was he even wearing clothes?
As my head began to pound, he then looked at me calmly, and a smile slowly crawled over his face. "Good morning". He yawns.
I stood up, scooting myself away from him. My mind could only wonder. As my body removed itself from the warmth of the covers, a cold breeze brushed against my body, making me shiver.
I peered down, realizing that I was only in my underwear. My mixed-matched underwear. How embarrassing.
I quickly pulled a blanket to myself, covering my body from Cameron's eyes. My heart was racing, and all I wanted were answers. Why was I in bed with Cameron? Why are we almost naked? Why does my head pound?
And why can't I remember anything?
"W-what, why are you here?" I ask, totally ignoring his good morning greeting.
His smile falls, and he pushes the blankets off of his body. He was in a grey pair of briefs. "Look, listen". He begins. "I know this might look bad, but I promise it's nothing".
He put his hands up in surrender, as he calmed me down. As my eyes roamed over his face, I happened to notice pink lipstick stains over his upper lip and chin. Kiss marks.
I raised my hand up to my face, rubbing my lips with the back of my hand. The same pink colour rubbed off, and it seemed to be, that that was my lipstick all over his face.
"What the heck happened?!" I asked, tears rushing to my eyes at how surprised I am.
"Nothing". Cameron replies. "Look, we went to that party together, and I walked in on you and Shea in the bathroom. He was forcing you to kiss him and who knows what else, and you were begging for help. So I pushed him off of you, punched him in the face, and drove you home. You were intoxicated, saying that Shea spiked your drink or something like that, so I gave you some pain killers and told you to go to bed. But you were so loopy, you told me to kiss you. I refused, but you started kissing me anyways. Then once I pushed you off of me, you got upset and cried yourself to sleep. And I felt bad, so I crawled into bed with you".
I stared at him. Speechless. No words nor thoughts flew through my mind. His thirty second explanation had already answered my questions, and I felt unbelievably humiliated that I forced a kiss upon him.
I needed a break.
"I'm going to take a shower. Breath this all in. If what you said was true... I'm sorry. I didn't mean to-"
"I know". He cuts me off. "It's fine. You were drunk, and I get it". He motioned to the bathroom. "Clean up. Get your mind off of things".
I gave in a smile, as I turned around and walked out of the room.
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Letting the hot water soak down my body, small flashbacks flashed through my mind, filling my head with last nights memories. Shea. Drinks. Getting drugged. Fainting. Waking up in an unknown room, next to a boy I've never seen before. Shea pulling me back and trying to take advantage of me. Cameron...
Every single detail seemed to have patched together into a full story. I felt incredibly horrible. Maybe it was best to forget.
I turned the water off, and dried myself. Then I wrapped the towel around my body and walked back into my room. Cameron remained in his previous position. His head propped up on a pillow, as he laid back. A phone clasped to his hand.
He noticed my presence, and looked at me for a split second, before looking back at his phone. I rummaged through my closet, in search for something to wear. The rain seemed to have stopped, leaving patches of puddles scattered across the ground, so I decided to go with a pair of shorts and a loose shirt.
As I slipped my head through my shirt, a marimba ringtone began to ring. I looked at Cameron, guessing it was his phone that was going off, but Cameron was looking at me with the same face. I guess it wasn't.
The sound came from the floor, ravelled up in last nights clothes. I quickly picked it up, and read the screen. On the screen, displayed the name Shea.
In a hurry, I threw my phone at Cameron, squealing as I did so. I didn't need any explanation from him. Nor did I want to even think about him.
Cameron read the name, and a repulsive look plastered itself on his face. His thumb fiddled across the screen, and he raised the phone to his ear.
"Fuck off Shea". He snapped, with with no expression on his face. The distaste loathing in his voice, was clearly noticeable. And with that, he hung up.
I didn't expect such a greeting. I found it quite funny.
Cameron looked at me, and I couldn't help but laugh. Cameron joined in, smiling as he did. "Do you think he's mad?" I ask. Cameron grins. "Pissed probably".
I continued to giggle, and I couldn't help but notice Cameron's shy stare. Staring at my lips as I snickered in amusement. Last nights kiss popped into my mind, mesmerizing me with the feeling of his lips, and the warmth of them. How they felt so soft and lush. I still couldn't believe I did that. I actually kissed my best friend.
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I was actually suppose to upload this chapter yesterday, but I couldn't find the time to do it, and I ended up forgetting about it... Sorry!!
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