Love, Camping

Chapter 4 | Strangers in the dark

Jessica Timbers P.O.V.

Later that night after dinner everyone went to their tents. I came to mine and after changing into my sleepwear I snuggled into the sheets. I still haven't met my tent mate, so I was kind of waiting for her while trying to fall asleep.

I avoided Alex for the rest of the day. I don't know why I did that but I wanted to be left alone.

We did sit together for dinner but didn't talk much. What I was thankful for was that he didn't bring up that Samantha's topic. After the humiliation I went through I didn't want to be reminded of it again and again. The stares I was getting was enough reminder for me.

I wanted to just forget about it and push it to the back of my mind.

Although that was not the only reason I didn't talk to him; I was kind of pissed at him as well.

There were a lot of things that went through my mind after everything Samantha said. I know I shouldn't pay attention to her since she is such a bully but I couldn't help but overthink it.

Why does Alex not talk about me to his friends? Is he embarrassed of me?

Did what Samantha said was true?

Is he really growing tired of me?

What was more confusing was why he never acted on my advances. He said it himself that he feels it too yet everytime I try to make a move on him. He shuts me off.

What if he finds me ugly to have sex with?

I know Alex has done sex in his previous relationships. It's not a new experience for him and as much as I hate to say it he had had sex with Rebecca.

Maybe I am not his type?

Which was such a ridiculous thought when we have been dating for six months now and he was the one who proposed me.

Maybe he regrets it?

What if he couldn't find what he was looking for in me?

And that actually hit me. I was not like his previous girlfriends; gorgeous with long legs and silky hair. I was just an average looking girl.

I shook my head of all the thoughts..
I sighed and turned to my side. I pulled a pillow from the other side of the bed and cuddled with it.

If all of this wasn't enough add Derrick into the mix. I couldn't help but replay what happened with him earlier today. I cannot understand what he wants from me or what he feels for me.

I also can't understand what I feel for him.

Are we friends?

But what he said really got stuck into my head.

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After I ran away from the fire spot I found myself pushed against a tree and caged in Derrick's arms.

"Finally some privacy." His warm breath fans over my face.

I recognised that voice and opened my eyes to see Derrick standing in front of me. His face was so close to me that I gasped.

We were surrounded by dark trees and I could see the bright light of the camp fire behind him, along with silhouettes of people.

Derrick's face was away from the light so his features seemed more darker and mysterious. His eyes were so intense that I felt a sudden rush of anxiety run through me.

"Derrick! What the hell are you doing?!" I yelled.

I hit his chest to push him away from me but he didn't waggle a bit. I hit his chest again with my palm until he grew tired my futile attempts and decided to react.