dms c.d (disc.)✖️

19//forgotten

maeve;

he took me back to his place.
as he opened the door, i took a step inside.

why did he take me here?
why didn't he just take me back to my place?

i quickly shut down my negative thoughts, remembering how he saved me from that pedophile.
how can i ever thank him?
and how the hell did he know i was there?

"cam?" i ask, watching him walk into the house.
"yes?"
"how did you know where to get me?" i asked with pure curiosity.
"that guy called me, giving me an address and telling me to bring money over to him." he answered truthfully.

what the fuck

how did that creep get cam's number?

unless he...

no.

no no no!

i reach into my jean pockets.

my phone is gone.

that creep even got ahold of my phone.

and stupid dumb me didn't even set a fucking passcode.

just great.

this guy could get ahold of all of my information.

my social media accounts, contacts, messages, photos&videos...

everything.

he could ruin me.

i needed to get that phone back.

and fast.

who knows what that creep could do with all that information?

he even has my home address.

that sneaky son of a-

"maeve? you okay?" cam asks, looking at me with a worried expression.

i step out of my shock and begin panicking.

"CAMERON HE STILL HAS MY PHONE. THAT SNEAKY LITTLE CREEP TOOK MY PHONE! WHO KNOWS WHAT HE COULD DO WITH ALL THAT INFORMATION? MY HOME ADDRESS, PARENTS, EMAILS, HE COULD RUIN ME. CAMERON WE HAVE TO GET THAT PHONE BACK WE HAVE TO HAVE T-"

"maeve! calm down!" cameron yells in panic.

"DON'T FUCKING TELL ME TO CALM THE FUCK DOWN. THIS STUPID LITTLE-" i begin, yelling again with fear and anticipation.

all of a sudden i felt like my world was crashing down, my vision blurring for a moment.

stupid, stupid, stupid me!

always making decisions that are so dumb and impulsive!

i deserve anything that'll happen to me because of my stupidity.

getting drunk off my bum to 'solve' hard times.

how could i be so impulsive? stupid?

and cameron is the one who's pulling me out of this mess.

i feel bad.
so bad.

even after his jerk move, i still owe him.

"cameron, i am so truly sorry for all of this. it's my mess, i created it. you didn't have to do all of this for me. i'll pay you back, anything. i don't know how i could ever thank you en-"

cameron puts his hands on my shoulders, shutting me up.

he looks deep into my eyes, and says, "maeve. you don't have to feel bad. you don't owe me anything. it's technically my mess, considering i am the reason why you've been through so much sadness lately. please don't blame yourself for any of this. the most important thing to do right now is to get your phone back. each second we waste here, is another second that he could be hurting your life with that phone. just please, trust me. we can get through this." he says, never leaving my gaze.

i am so speechless.
so fucking speechless.

he's just-
wow.

"i trust you." i say quietly, before turning away to walk out the door.

that little speech he said there...

that was something i would remember for the rest of my life.