Return to Me

Chapter 14

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~~~CammieMorgan~~~

Bex. My mind immediately flooded with hatred and anger. I narrowed my eyes at her. She visibly shivered, but she still wears a confused look. I hate her. I don’t know why I’m her best friend in the first place.

Wait, I do. She’s funny, understanding, and sweet, and tough. But no best friends go stealing their best friend’s boyfriend do they? I continued to narrow my eyes, gaze never faltering, though I realise it’s tear-streaked.

I looked at her, with sad, angry and betrayed eyes. At the corner of my eye, I saw Macey and Liz shooting each other confused glances.

‘What?’ Bex snapped. ‘You’re the one who left, now you’re the one who’s glaring at me?’ I felt my eyes water. I desperately hold my tears back in. The feeling of betrayal, anger, and longing for someone to care for me.

I turn my eyes to Macey and Liz, and my lips automatically tugged upwards. I have seriously missed them. It didn’t reach my eyes though. Liz launched herself towards me, attempting to give me a hug. Macey too. But only Macey ended up hugging me, since Liz had fallen face-first onto the floor, into Macey’s pile of ready-to-throw-away-clothes.

‘Oops daisy.’ Liz said, and I smiled. I seriously miss those times. ‘Cammie! Haven’t seen you for a long time then! How are you?’ She checked my appearance, and took in my bruises which I showed since I’m wearing short-sleeves.

‘You can’t go out like that! Come! I’ll give you a makeover! And Liz, mix some tubes together and get something to heal the bruises and not leave a scar!’ Liz went to her desk, and started to search for chemicals, notes, ready to start her work. How I missed this.

I love being in a crowd of my true friends, like Macey and Liz. Not Bex, I think. They really know me, and I could have some space. I won’t open up yet, though. I don’t think I’m ready. I don’t plan on doing it anytime soon. It’s too hard to relieve, those memories. Being with my friends, it takes my mind out of those painful memories. Not Bex though, she brought back those memories. So I try my best to ignore her existence, to pretend that she didn’t exist.

‘Bex!’ My eyes widened. ‘Get my makeup kit!’ My eyes narrowed. ‘I am not wearing makeup in the kit which she touched.’ I spit the word ‘she’ out like it’s venom.

I saw Macey’s eyes widen. ‘Cammie!’ She shouted, but I shrugged. ‘Why should I be nice to her? She’s angry at me, for god’s sake.’ I gritted out through my clenched teeth. I saw Macey exchange a look with Liz, and they nodded, seemingly worried. Liz went up to me, trying to inspect the bruises up my arm, while Macey went after Bex, who fled the room the moment I told her off.

Not long later, Macey returned back to the room. ‘Okay, Cammie, let’s start with your make-up. And I assure you, after the make-up, you’ll look great!’ Macey said, her eyes lighting up.

‘More like suffocating.’ I muttered under my breath, that only Liz could hear. Liz gave me a relieved smile, a familiar one. It’s nice to see something familiar after so long a time.

She made me close my eyes, so that I could, she said, and I quote, ‘see what I had done for you, you would look breathtaking, girl.’ But I don’t believe it. Not for one second. Nothing I do would make me better. My look wouldn’t change anything. Wouldn’t change the fact that I wasn’t good enough to not get caught. Wouldn’t change the fact that I wasn’t good enough for Zach. Wouldn’t change the fact that Bex was way better than me. And that’s exactly the reason why Zach left me. For her. For a much better spy girl, for my best friend, or former one anyway, the British bombshell, always the perfectionist.

I swallowed, gulped, as I felt Macey did something to my eyes. I felt that my tears were going to come sooner or later, but I kept willing it not to spill out. Then Macey would ask me what’s wrong, I wouldn’t tell her, and she would get mad. And I wouldn’t want that happening, since I had been missing them a lot. Well, I admit I missBex, she was once my best friend. But after she betrayed me and stole my boyfriend? Well, not exactly boyfriend, but the one that I love? The only one who loved me, the only one who could comfort me, knowing all my flaws, taunting me to my limit. And I love him for it. How could she?

‘Macey, I need some certain chemicals, and I’ll get them later, in the lab. We’ll just talk to Cammie now, okay?’ I heard Liz’s voice.

‘Wait, the make-up’s almost done. Then, I swear, Cammie, you are going to look amazing.’ Macey said. I rolled my eyes.

‘Now, why exactly are you in our room crying?’ Liz asked, with a genuine concern taking over her voice. ‘I guess I just couldn’t stand seeing you guys again.’ I said, then realised that they would probably over read it.

‘No guys, I don’t mean it like that. I said that I really didn’t expect to get out of there,’ I narrowed my eyes, tears already threatening to spill out of my eyes, which is currently covered with eyeliner, ‘alive.’

I heard Liz and Macey take a sharp intake of breath. Then, I heard a gasp. ‘Cammie!’ I heard Macey shout. ‘What?’ I asked.

‘Your eyeliner melt! I had to apply it all over again!’ Macey whined. Well, that’s typical of her.

‘Just finish it already.’ I said in a tired voice.

‘Now, Cammie, I applied a thin later of make-up. I don’t want you to look thick with make-up. Now we need to find you a long-sleeve dress.’ Macey said.

‘What are you dressing me up for?’ I asked. I hadn’t heard that she would dress me up.

‘Well, I heard just now on my way out that your mother is throwing a welcome home party for you.’ Macey said, and I groaned. ‘Oh no, not those again.’

‘Yes, those. I second that, Cammie.’ I heard Liz’s tired voice.

‘Hey, what’s the deal with Zach anyway? You seemed to be ignoring him.’ Liz asked.

‘What? I can’t?’ I asked, incredulous. I could feel heat burning, the intensity of it in my eyes. I couldn’t hold the tears in anymore. But I try, and control my shivering voice.

‘Why can’t I?’ I asked. I guess Liz didn’t see my on-the-way-to-reddening eyes, since she said, ‘According to my observation, you guys always seem to ignore each other 20% of the time, but then ended kissing each other, or holding hands, making out 80% of the time. Is this time one of the 20% of the time?’ Liz asked, still oblivious to my ready-to-spill tears.

‘No, Liz. This time, it isn’t those times. It’s a different time now.’ I said. I swear I see Macey cringe.

‘What’s the problem, Cammie?’ Macey asked me. But I don’t feel like telling her yet.

‘Are you done with the make-up yet, Macey?’ I asked. ‘Yes, just get into this dress now.’ Macey demanded. ‘Here?’ I asked. I sure wasn’t going to change here. ‘Well, go to the bathroom if you find suit.’ She said, but with a certain degree of sympathy. I wondered if she recalled that time when I saw her in the bathroom, changing her clothes.

I took my current clothes, and saw the numerous bruises I had on my body. I know I have to change it surely or later, but I couldn’t help the pain.

Finally, I finished changing, and went out. I heard the doorbell ring. Since the bathroom was the closest to the door, I opened the door, and revealed… Zach.

Seeing him make me eyes go red instantly. But I try to hide it, and as a spy, I did.

‘Bex isn’t here, why don’t you go chase after your Gallagher Girl?’ I asked him, eyes challenging, and I spoke it so loud that I could hear my voice shaking. I looked everywhere but him. I didn’t want to meet his mesmerizing green eyes, which reminded me of that mental picture of him and Bex, wrapped in an embrace.

‘She’s not…’ I heard Zach try to explain himself, but then I slammed the door right in front of his face.

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Okay, I finished this chapter. It is sad, isn't it? Anyway, although I know this is kind of a cliffhanger, would you guys mind giving me some comments and vote? Thanks a lot!