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“Good” Rachel sneers atout of the bathroo the inside of h for o hoet aboutfoolish for braving these ridiculous winter te sleeve black pencil dress, but it’s no comparison to the inner turmoil I would have experienced had I stayed I can’t stand the thought of Ca the snow that has started falling isOf course I should have considered just how cold it is before I left randh to see the idiocy of this plan I barelycalled behind me It has to be him I al in
“Hayley!” His voice coht in a dark stor God, Imy eyes closed for a brief moment, I turn around slowly, and no matter how hard I try to re Cameron is still a punch to the stomach I already feel winded as his eyes clash withon his arm
“Where are you going?” Cameron asks I take a moment to observe his features His eyes are tired, and red, and his cheeks seem a little hollowed His suit fits hiray shirt clings to his chest Even in the cold his sleeves are rolled up to his forearms and his tattoo peeks out just below his elbow Less than a week ago I rapped around that body, tracing the lines of his tattoos, co every dip and curve of his et He’s spent hours lovingway, and now there’s just…nothing
My reply comes out flat and void of any sentiment “Home”
He looks down, fidgeting with ain, everyin my body yearns to reach out to him, touch his stubbled cheek, and wipe away the tears that will spill But instead I grip hter He must interpret it as a shiver from the cold, and reaches his ar er and the tension collides with the crackling of energy that pulsates between us like a living organism My heart thumps loudly in my ears and races in my chest
When neither of us can take the aard silence any”
A twinge of anger pricklesFine Whatever
“I didn’t come for you, Cameron” I unintentionally spit the words out “I came for your mother, and your sister”
He looks at ive hi as hard as I a, “Hayls, we need - ”
“Ca left to say to you” I’ I have so much to say, but after my encounter with Rachel in the bathroo I need Cameron to hear to myself
“You’d better get inside You wouldn’t want to keep Rachel, or your fa,” I add quickly
With that, I spin on my heel before he can respond and break me even further He doesn’t call after me, but I can feel his eyes on my back as I walk up the street, away fro her know that I’ve left and to call et home, my hands, face and feet are numb but it doesn’t matter much Because the one part of my body that I need to be numb, even if just for a little while, still pue I didn’t realize that it was possible for a heart to keep beating while in pieces Until now