Fucked Over

15. Smoke, Drink, Break-up

Tiffany's P.O.V

I inhaled the toxic fumes, letting them fill my lungs. Tears had filled my checks and I was tired of wiping them away....

*Earlier*

"Talk" I had told the man standing in front of me, I still could not believe he was here.

"You can't leave a fucking voicemail and expect me not to come looking for you! You know how many sleepless night I've had?! How fucking guilty I've felt?! You had no fucking right to do that! THAT BABY WASNT ONLY YOURS!" He yelled at me

"Don't fucking talk to her like that" Cameron said stepping out, pushing him away from me.

I felt numb, his words affected me. As if daggers had been sent to finish off what ever was left of me.

"YOURE JUST A SLUT" he yelled once more

I lost it.

"Really? You're calling me a slut? You have a lot of nerve John Stephen. When did I become a slut? After dumping you for fucking my sister behind my back? Or was it earlier? When I left Cameron for you? When exactly did I become a slut to you?" I asked

"After you killed our child" he spat

His words had no affects, my subconscious had already eaten me alive. What left could he kill inside of me that wasn't already dead?

*present*

"Here's another one" Cameron offered me. The little death stick as I called it, each one brought me closer.

"Tiffany wouldn't you rather die then live for death?" He questioned

Cameron always had thoughts during our smoking session, they helped.

"Explain" I asked taking in the toxins once more.

"I mean everybody lives to die, we all know we're going to die so we live for it. Our life's lead up to it. I rather die than have that" he told me

I nodded my head at his conclusion.

*Earlier *

"I'm sorry I didn't mean it" John Stephen had said in a whisper

Cameron was back at my side, I hadn't realized tears were trailing down my face. I walked closer to the blonde boy, he had dropped to his knees. I did the same as him and looked him in the eyes. They had been red, traces of the sleepless nights he had mentioned. I hugged him tightly

*present*

"I got some drinks" carter said as he joined us in the back

I raised an eyebrow but didn't interrogate him further. I took a bottle and opened it, chugging it down. It burned my throat as it went down, leaving a horrid taste in my mouth.

"Easy" Cameron warned

*earlier*

"We can make it work?" He whispered

"But we can't. You're in love with Steph and I with Cameron" I told him, it was pointless to try now

"She doesn't love me" he said in a sob

"We accept the love we think we deserve, she may have thought she didn't deserve Your love?" I tried

"Like I didn't deserve yours" he said

*present*

"So you and him?" Carter asked, making it clear it was the boy siting in the living room.

John Stephen.

"It's over, it has been" I answer

"Ahh"

" we accept the love we think we deserve, and I think I deserve Cameron's" I said in a whisper

Cameron's head shot up, his eyes burning into me.

"Carter give us a minute?" Cameron asked

Carter left without questions

*earlier*

"We can't do anything now" I said getting up, wiping my knees

He looked sadly at my stomach, "but I wish we could"

"Don't" I said

"I'm really sorry, if I could go back I would" he said

"So would i"

"Really?!"

"Yeah, I would change when I left Cameron for you." I said and then walked away.

Cameron's P.O.V

*present*

I looked into the brown eyes facing me. She was broken, but I want to fix her.

She had fucked me over, but I looked passed it.

I had given her all my love, and here she was asking for a bit more.

{Give me love like her,
'Cause lately I've been waking up alone,
Paint splattered teardrops on my shirt,
Told you I'd let them go,

And that I'll fight my corner,
Maybe tonight I'll call ya,
After my blood turns into alcohol,
No, I just wanna hold ya.

Give a little time to me or burn this out,
We'll play hide and seek to turn this around,
All I want is the taste that your lips allow,

Give me love like never before,
'Cause lately I've been craving more,
And it's been a while but I still feel the same,
Maybe I should let you go,}

All those months could not be taken back, those nights I stayed up wondering if she'd come back.

Somehow I could not remember how to forget her.

And in some ways I hadn't minded.

"I love you" I whispered before crashing my lips into hers.