Obsession

Chapter 3

Clinton was driving but there was so much traffic from people getting back from the dance, I assumed it would take half an hour to get home.

Mitchel was sitting in back, clearly not wanting to talk to either Clinton or me.

I rested my forehead against the cool glass. I couldn't find anything to say to them. They were both probably angry with me. Soon I found myself drifting off into sleep.

*flashback*

I was at the camp where it all started. The summer of my first crush and first love.

"So your name is Clinton?" I ask the cute older Australian boy who was paired up with me to be my walking buddy on the hike.

"Yeah. And you're Robyn right?" He asks.

"The one and only." I smile. "So you're not from here huh?" I noticed his adorable accent. 

"No, I traveled far. I just thought this camp would be fun. It has nothing but great reviews online, and my parents thought this would be a great way to experience the outdoors of America."

I smile, "Yea, it usually is a very nice camp to experience the outdoors..."

"So what is it that people do around here? Besides follow the rules." He laughed.

"Make out, hook up, get wasted, do drugs-"

"Seriously? How did they bring all that stuff? I thought everything was bag checked." He asks.

"Apparently not." I grumbled.

"Do you do all that stuff?" He asks suddenly.

"No... I'm not that hardcore." I laugh. "Look if you're looking for an easy lay, Brooke's probably your girl." I mumbled suddenly.

"No I wasn't... I'm not... What?" He finally gets out. "I just wanted to know if you were someone I could have fun with by actually remembering and not getting shit-faced."

"You're still implying sex." I say, laughing at his efforts. He's blushing, moving his foot across the dirt.

"No I mean like do normal stuff."

"Uh huh." I say not convinced. I start to walk ahead. At this point I'm sort of just teasing him.

"Wait." He says grabbing my arm. "OK so what if I do like you... I think you're cute. What then? Will you shun me for admitting it?"

I turn to face him. I can't believe I'm crazy enough to do this but something about this guy seems right. He seems honest and real, unlike all of the other players who tried it on me in the past. Most of them being from this camp ironically.

I move towards him and crash our lips together. Our kiss gets so intense that we stumble off the trail behind some bushes. He pushes me against a tree. It's definitely heating up and his tongue finds its way into my mouth. I've never been in this situation but there is always a first for everything so why stop now. I drape my arms around his neck and-

*end flashback*

Clinton taps me. I wake with a start. Just a dream. I sigh trying to mentally calm down from that hot make out session I just envisioned in my dream. I obviously still have feelings for him.

"We're at your house." He says quietly with a blush. Why is he acting like this? I look back at Mitchel and he is glaring like a mad man, staring outside the window in the opposite direction of my house.

"What happened?" I ask.

"You um... We kinda heard part of your dream. You were um... Sleep talking." Clinton responded.

"Not like you haven't heard her do that before." Mitchel growled at his brother.

Oh my god... I was saying Clinton's name in my sleep wasn't I?

I apologize to Mitchel but he doesn't seem to hear me. Clinton apologizes for his brother's rudeness and offers to walk me to my door. I decline, feeling bad but I get out of the car anyways. I wave goodbye. Clinton gives a weak smile and Mitchel doesn't even look at me. I can still work this out... Right? I can still fix all of the relationships I've basically just ruined. Right?

[Ahhhh poor Robyn. She didn't know. And poor Cave bros. They didn't know either. Everything is a mess... But just you wait. You haven't seen it all yet :) keep reading to find out and feel free to vote and/or comment and questions or suggestions to me :)]