Runaway Love

Chapter 14: Too Much to Handle

I slammed the house door behind me, angrily.

Cameron left me on a road, where I had to walk three miles to the nearest gas station, ask for help, which wasn't very helpful considering the owners threatened to call the cops because they thought I was joking, then make my way to a bus stop. Oh, it gets worse. I had to get on the bus and sit next to a lady who talks to chickens! Yes, live chickens. She kisses them and gives them names, like they were her children. It made me nervous. When the bus finally stopped, I had to sneak off the bus with crazy chicken lady because Cameron forgot to give me back my wallet which I lend to him for groceries, therefore I had no money for the bus ride. He's so lucky the driver is so oblivious...I'm pretty sure he had a lovey dovey thing for the chicken lady, but that's just my opinion. After that, I walked another mile, hitch hiked a ride with some girl, which isn't very safe, so I don't recommend it, and finally, I arrived home. That was all because Cameron decided to throw one of his anger fits at that moment. His car is still currently on that road right now, and I have no intention of going back there to get it. I have no idea how Cameron made it home and I didn't care. You don't just confess your jealous, cry about it, then run off angrily. It's messed up!

But anyways, I stormed up the stairs to Cameron's room, and tore open the door. Then, I screamed. There was a half naked girl sitting on him, sucking his face off. I felt like puking and beating the living crap out of her. Then, I just felt anger at Cameron for doing this. He doesn't understand what it feels like to be heartbroken! Whatever he said in the car earlier was a lie! Great...another asshole that pretended to be different then who they actually were. I'm so sick of it...crying, feeling toyed with, being used! I meant nothing to Cameron, and that was proven clear. Feelings or no feelings, I'm done liking him until he realizes he screwed up. Wait a minute...its not that easy, is it? I wish it was, cause right now, I just want to scream and cry. Was almost kissing me part of the heartbreaker code? Was this all some plan to him? 'Lets just make her like me, then rip her heart out'...this girl was next on his list and I genuinely feel sorry for her.

"You freaking asshole!" I yelled, flipping him off. I shut the door to his room and ran off. I went into the bathroom and just showered with freezing cold water. I don't know why, but crying in the shower makes me feel more safe. I sat on the ground, covered my face, and let the tears stream down.

Cameron (yes, this is his POV!!!)

She was angry, upset, and most likely, hurt. I can't say I blame her for feeling that way. I confessed to her how I felt, then just pushed it aside and decided to call up one of my side chicks.

I hated yelling at her, it breaks my heart. It may not seem like it, but I'm only trying to protect her. I can't be with her as much as I want to. She's the angel, I'm the devil. She's fire, I'm ice. Our relationship would end with her being an emotional wreck and me going back to my heartbreaker ways. She deserved a lot better than me, she was perfect and I wasn't about to let her settle for a guy who doesn't treat her the way she should be treated. I wouldn't be able to live with myself if I hurt her, I'm not worth her tears. My only problem is talking to her, even just her sweet laugh makes me want to be with her forever. I wish I could tell her that ignoring her is my best solution, but she wouldn't understand. I know Blaise, she would tell me that we could make it work and that everything would be okay in the end. Not this time...she needs to trust me when I say I can't talk to her until my feelings go away. Feeling like this scares me...commitment scares me. I can't risk losing her forever because I was stupid enough to break her fragile heart, so as of now, I need to stay clear of Blaise. It's the best thing for both of us, she just has to know that.

"Um...Sierra, you got to go." I picked her clothes up off the floor and handed them to her. I wasn't in the 'first time for sex' mood. Actually, I wasn't in the mood for anything, except to kiss Blaise. But guess what...its not happening.