Unpredictable Match 2

Twenty Five

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Disclaimer: BEFORE the think pieces start, (bc I already know them little fingers are typing away for some people😭), I KNOW. I know that I failed to provide a fast update again. I thought I had it down pact this time. I have a ridiculous problem with writers block/ distraction/ multi tasking/ and procrastination. My mind goes blank. I swear. Now, I know there are many people that will feel the need to comment "I don't even want to read anymore✌🏾" "Idc about this book anymore🤐" "You take too long to update, it's annoying😐" "You update every couple of months, I'm not even interested🙄" LMFAOOO like I can literally hear *see* the comments now💀 So if you wish to express yourself like that, I can't stop you, but I'm telling you right here that it's okay, and you have every right to not read and to not want to wait on me—and I mean that in all honesty. I'm sure it's very annoying to wait on someone who gets writers block everytime she opens the damn app, it's pitiful, really. But, I'm not a professional writer. I don't do this for any other reason besides it being a hobby, and bc I got emotional ties to this story bc I started it so long ago, so at the end of the day I'm not obligated to write, I just like to. I know those comments are commented for reactions, but here is my reaction. It's OKAY. I write for fun, I'm not tripping,and I hope that those who have a ridiculous amount of patience enjoy the story as much as I enjoy how much you guys enjoy it(hope that makes sense). Whoever you are, thank you for reading, regardless of what you choose to do. ❤️❤️❤️

‼️‼️Trigger warnings:
Talks of Suic*de
Abuse
Violence

Enjoy💜💜 (oh and there's a lot of POV switches in this one, so pay attention!)

Cameron POV

"Why are you so quiet..."

I don't think Ant hears me. He didn't move at all when I asked. I try to hold the hand that's in his lap, but he doesn't squeeze it back, so I start to pull it away and that's when he grips my hand and looks at me briefly.

"What's wrong?" I ask him and all he does is shake his head then looks away from me. Did someone say something earlier? Did I say something earlier? I don't understand what he suddenly became so stand offish about. Earlier he was swearing and yelling, but he still has yet to tell me what happened. I have no idea what is wrong, and I know it's not just me that's over thinking because for one he was extremely quiet the whole way here to this restaurant, and he still is. I know Ant is not necessarily a speaker, but he usually answers me when I talk to him. Plus it's worn all over his face, and I think everyone else can sense it too.

Honestly, I feel like something is my fault and I'm trying hard not to cry at this table because he's not talking to me. He's not talking to anyone, but I think he's mad at me and he won't tell me why he's mad at me.

I look away from him too so that I don't start to cry. That would be really awkward with everyone sitting here. Instead, I look at Taleah who's on my left. She smiles at me. I look ahead at Tyler who's looking at Anthony with narrowed eyes. I guess he senses it too. I look next to Tyler at my son who's head is buried into his phone. He hasn't said anything to me all day. I saw him when we were about to leave, and I tried to hug and kiss him, but he walked away from me, barely acknowledging me. The most he did was give me a slight head nod when he first saw me.

I sigh and look over at Anthony again, and he's staring in Aj's direction. No emotion on his face or anything, just a blank stare.

"Hi— just wanted to say I'm a huge fan. Um, what can I get for you guys to drink?" The nervous waiter asks and stares at Tyler. There aren't too many people out right now so Tyler hasn't gotten too much traffic, especially because he's hiding his face, but I'm just hoping that the fact that he's here doesn't spread because I want him to enjoy his food in peace.