I called on Jennifer and told her to ask Cameron about what was going on.
"Babe, come out. What happened? Are you okay?"
She asked him. Then a sudden strong hit slammed the door. Jennifer got scared and moved away. She slowly closed her eyes and turned to me.
"He's mad. You cant get him to go out in any way unless he wants to."
No sh!t sherlock.
Well that was kinda obvious. I knew I didn't have to care anymore because there's nothing I can do to get him out.
Jennifer can't and neither can I. She still continued to twist the doorknob rapidly and punch the door. She just stopped and gave up, she walked back to the living room but I stayed by the door.
I slid down the wall with my back and the door opened. His nose was red and his eyes were like he just woke up or something.
"Cameron! Are you okay? were you crying?" Jennifer said as she ran towards cameron and gave him a big, tight hug.
"I'm fine. Get off, please." He said to Jennifer as he pushed her back a little bit.
"Wow, that was harsh." I mumbled through my breathe.
"Excuse me? " he asked me.
"nothing." I replied as I felt my palms sweating.
We all went back to the living room and continued playing. What did he do in there? I thought. Did he ACTUALLY cry? Was it my fault? Those thoughts scared me.
Sorry if this one sucked. I had no idea what to put.
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