"Cameron," I mumbled.
"Yeah?" His voice was cheery and echoed in my head.
"I don't love you."
"Well, I honestly wouldn't expect you to," his eyes weren't looking at mine, "yet."
"No, I won't ever love you. I don't even like you. I don't need you."
Cameron's eyes were now piercing mine and everything was just getting easier to say as I said more. "What do you mean?"
"I mean we can't do this," I paused, "I can't do this."
"So you met me, led me on, snuck me into your village and then let me sleep with you, and you don't even like me?"
"No. Now please leave."
"Are you kidding me?"
"What?"
"You're serious."
"Yeah." I bit my lip to hide my feelings.
Cameron stood up and made his way to my bedroom door. He left and the door open and I heard his footsteps get quieter as he got closer to the door.
The door out of my life.
I could honestly say I wasn't even the slightest bit depressed. I knew I didn't need him. And I don't. I won't. He just needs to realize that.
* * * * *
Days went by and I never heard of Cameron. He hasn't come by, but that didn't suprise me. He didn't seem like the type of person that'd come back. I didn't miss him, and I've used all my spare time to focus on my God instead of some worthless teenage boy.
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Burn Your Local Church
HorrorJamie; a sixteen year old girl who was born and raised into the Devil Worshipping community. When it comes time for her to burn down the local's church...will she be able to do it, or will she take a brave step against her own village? "Don't fall...
