"She's my girlfriend why the fuck you care?!"
"No she isn't! You broke up with her right? Because of me!" I heard Reed reply
They continued arguing until they saw me push myself up. Reed left in anger, and Cameron came beside me.
"Jade" she said softly and embraced me.
I wrapped my arms around her loosely, and closed my eyes. She was rubbing my back softly, and I could feel her silent tears absorb into my hospital gown.
"It's all my fault... I'm sorry Jade"
"Cameron don't say that, it's not your fault at all" I said, and placed my hand on her cheek.
"It is my fault, I was stubborn and couldn't control my emotions. Your the #1 thing in my life and I let my invalid feelings get the best of me." She said and looked down
I took a deep breath, and picked her head up.
"It's not your fault cam, none of this happening in this room or at the hotel is your fault. You can't control those men, that's their decisions not yours."
She hugged me again, and I let a year fall too.
Two weeks later...
Cameron and I have been talking, not like we were before as in romantic, but we're still talking.
Reed hasn't been home. When I was discharged from the hospital two weeks ago, she packed a bag to go on vacation with her family, something like that.
I've been mainly hanging out with Angie, my ex roommate. Her sister is out of town for winter break and Angie and I wanted to hangout. She was going to fly out to her family a little later than her sister because she wanted to spend time with her friends before Christmas, and I would just drive to my house the day before. Basically Angie and I have been living together the past two weeks.
"Hey Jade, what's this?" I heard Angie yell from the kitchen
I walked in and admired her body respectfully. She was wearing those black and white booty shorts and a tank top. It made her ass and boobs look great.
"Oh my goodness Jade my eyes are up here!" She said laughing
"You look gooddd Angie"
"I know, but what is this?" She asked and handed me something
It was a black pocket knife that I recognized to be Camerons. She must have left it the last time she was here. The pocket knife was and important thing, because I gave it to her as a gift for the first birthday I spent with her.
I thanked Angie, and went to my closet to put something on. I decided on something basic but cute because... just because.
I put on a red lace tank top, and some skinny black jeans. I looked hot, my hourglass figure really popped, and I could see all my tattoos through the lace tank top.
I put some heels on and left the house. I knocked on the door to be nice, and after three I just put the key in, maybe she wasn't here. I walked in slowly, hearing my heels click on the marble floor. I looked around, but saw nothing, and walked into her room.
I saw her and Sarah (her ex) laying down on the bed cuddling while sleeping. I silently grabbed my mouth to keep my gasp in, and put her knife on her dresser. I walked out, and into the elevator.
What the hell! Didn't she cheat, with a fucking male? I thought in anger while walking in the lobby. I got crazy stares, and didn't realize until I made it into the parking garage and was hit with ice cold weather. I swiftly walked to my car, and could feel the goosebumps forming on my skin
I got in the car and once it was on, I screamed. Not only screamed, but I cried a lot. I still had unmistakably strong feelings for her, and I couldn't take the pain.
Fuck love I'm done with this shit.
