Later that day I set my phone down on the couch and went to the bathroom. When I came back I saw Cameron about to cry I looked at him, he tossed me my phone. On the lock screen it read 'Nash: hey babe when cam leaves wanna come over?' "YOU AND MY BEST FRIEND HAVE BEEN SNEAKING AROUND?!" His checks now covered in wet tears.
"NO CAMERON ITS NO-" he cut me off. "WHATEVER I CAN DO BETTER WITHOUT YOU ANYWAY!" he screamed crying. Cameron ran out of the room, I followed him. He got in his car and drove away.
After five minutes I must of texted him 70 times. I began pouring my eyes into my pillow. I looked through my pictures of me and him. I started crying more.
I heard someone come in so I pretended to be asleep. It was julie she came back for her phone and left. I continued crying. I lost the love of my life because of a poser. I hate life.i hate Nash. I hate myself. I Hate everything.
The next day Cameron dident return. I became worried, then I got a call from an inn known number. I quickly answered. "HELLO?!"
"Hi Mrs.Lute this is Design Centrie, we are glad to inform you that you and Mrs.Kuyal have passed and are now working for Design Centrie!!"
"Oh thank you!" Of course I was happy that I got the job but I was under a lot of stress.
When Julie got home I didn't tell her about Cameron but I told her about the job. "We start work tomarrow, we are modeling Merch!" I fake smile. I look at her and go back to my room. She dident wanna bother me so she dident question me.
