All In My Head | C.D

Thursday, March 19

Today was Thursday, and I was at home. Alone, but that was until Oscar came over.

He begged me to let him, so I did because there wasn't anything else I could do but sit here and stare at our TV.

Right now, we were sitting on the couch, cuddling because yet again, nothing interesting has been happening lately.

I was about to fall asleep in Oscar's arms, but then my phone suddenly rang, startling me. I checked who was calling, and it took me by surprise when I saw the caller I.D.

"Dallas." was flashing on my phone screen. Why is he calling me? I stared at the screen for a while until Oscar asked if I was going to answer it.

"Yeah, I'll um.. I'll be right back," I say, taking my phone with me, heading outside to our backyard.

I press the accept button, "Why are you calling me?"

"El, thank god. Okay, so, um.. I wanted to know if you wanted to meet up later today? Please?" He begs. I can hear that he was hopeful. I stayed quiet, looking around and sighing soon after.

"Why?" Is all I asked, "Just-- Its something important."

I shook my head, "Why can't you tell me now?"

"Why are you asking too many questions?" He says back, harshly, "Sorry, sorry."

I sit down on the ground, playing with the grass.

"I just.. I just want to see you again, you know? I miss hanging out," he says, a lot softer this time. I sigh, "Why today, though?"

He stays quiet and asks, "Is there a problem? You usually accept my invitations to hanging out,"

I put my left hand on my neck and roll my eyes, "Oh, come on, Cameron. Stop turning the tables. Why do you want to hang out today?"

"Because I miss our Cam-Ella days," he says. I furrow my eyebrows.

"We can't hang out today."

"Oh."

"Yeah. Sorry. But we could hang out another time, just call me when you want to," I say.

I started feeling guilty, but I know I shouldn't be feeling this way.

"Alright. I- uh- I have to go. Bye, El," he says, "Bye, Cam."

I put my phone down and play with the grass for a while, sighing. I looked down at my lap, and then up at the sky.

Just then, I heard the glass door behind me open and out came Oscar.

"Hey."

"Hey," I reply. He walks over to me and sits to my right, side-hugging me.

"Is there a problem?" I shake my head, "No. There's no problem at all."

He kisses the top of my head and I lean into his chest.

We stay there like that for a while, in comforting silence...

Cam's P.O.V

As soon as I hung up, I threw my phone on my bed, watching it land screen first right by the edge.

I huff, running my hands through my hair in frustration.

She's changing, I don't like that. But I can't control her, so I guess this is what happens.

"Remember, Dallas, pain changes people. So don't go and break someone that means a lot to you," I recall that one summer where we both sat on the swings she had on her front lawn.

Then, I remembered. I must have changed her. I caused the pain she was feeling.

Does she like me? Well, did she ever like me?

I screwed up. I totally screwed up.

Wait. I can't jump to conclusions. Right now, it's just a what if question.

What if her pain was caused by her best friend?

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I'm sorry that this chapter was kind of (maybe a lot omg) boring ;-; I had to figure out what to type because I didn't want to disappoint anyone :( Probably will double update, doubt it, though. Just watch out for that. (: -Cathy x ❤️