"CAMERON STOP YOUR HURTING ME!" I yelled.
Cameron instantly let go and had a bewildered look on his face.
"I-I'm sorry. Did you think I was going to hurt you?" He whispered.
I quickly wiped a tear from under my eye and grabbed my bag. I brushed past him leaving him there shocked. Running down the stairs I tripped on the last step and cut my hand on a piece of glass.
"Fuck." I muttered.
Looking at my hand, I saw blood coming down from my palm to my wrist.
"Oh no." Someone muttered. Looking up I saw Cameron standing at the top of the stairs looking down at me with sadness in his face.
As he hurried down the stairs I got up and made my way to the door.
He grabbed my waist and pulled me away from the door.
"Kim wait I-"
"Cameron get the fuck off of me now."
He let go but still stayed close to me.
"Please Kim I'm really sorry I don't know what got over me." He pleaded.
I crossed my arms not saying anything.
"At least let me clean your hand before you leave." He looked truly crestfallen.
"Fine." I murmured.
He gently held my unhurt hand and lead me to the bathroom. I sat on top of the toilet as he pulled out a first aid kit.
I watched as he wiped my hand ever so carefully. I winced as he touched a piece of glass stuck in my hand."Sorry." He whispered looking up at me. He started to rub my thigh while taking the glass out of my hand. Goosebumps covered my body and my face began to heat up when he didn't stop rubbing my leg.
I stared at him more looking at his the shape of his eyes down to his chiseled jaw. His hands were warm around my hand while he wrapped it with gauze.
"All finished." He muttered looking up at me. We stared at each other for a minute. Not breaking the eye contact he lifted my hand and gently kissed it. His warm lips pressed against the back of my hand for what felt like eternity. My mouth slightly parted as electricity bolted from my hand to the rest of my body as his lips stayed pressed against my fingers.
He let go and looked down.
"Kim, I'm truly really sorry. Sometimes I let my anger get the best of me. I-I just have anger issues and when I get mad I can't control myself." He paused to look up at me. "I should've never put my hands on you I promise I'm not like that please Kim forgive me."
He looked distraught but I don't know why. Yes he put hands on me but he didn't hit me or anything he just stopped me from pushing him. I pulled him off the floor and pulled him in for a hug. He pulled my up and sat on the toilet seat pulling me on top of him still hugging.
I felt different. It wasn't like the hug I shared with anyone else it was actually passionate and we were saying something without actually talking. He rested his chin on my shoulder and wrapped his arms around my waist. We sat there just hugging for about 5 minutes not saying a word the entire time.
"It's still really early and I haven't slept yet, do you want to go back to sleep?" He whispered in my ear sending chills down my spine.
I pulled away from the hug slightly.
"Yeah." I said biting my lip nervously.
He glanced at my lips and slowly put his hand under my chin. I froze as he started to lean in slowly. Before he could kiss me I got off his lap and held out my hand to let to help him up. I just met him, I couldn't just kiss him because he was leaning in.
He stared at me for a moment before smirking and taking my hand.
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Cameron's POVI almost kissed her.
Thats all I could think about. Kim was different then other girls. She was feisty but she was cute and funny and I liked it. She slept on my bed as wrapped my arms around her finally drifting to sleep.
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Not really and intense chapter but here you go chapter 8
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FanfictionKim is a teenage girl who's hands are always full juggling a double life. She lives in a cruel household living with her psychopath of a father but outside of her house she puts on a whole different facade. People can only handle so much so because...