ALWAYS BEEN THERE: A Lloyd Hansen Story

chapter nine

I woke up in bed.

I looked around, seeing Suzanne. She was on the phone.

"Lord knows he will pay you back. His parents are loaded. Or find his extra debit cards in his room...I don't fucking know denny!...if Camille was awake I would ask her but I am so close to calling 911 because of her because I think she's dead."

"Suz." I whispered. She looked over and gasped.

"Oh my god hi honey. Denny she's awake." She said on the phone. I looked at her.

"What's wrong?" I asked.

"You can't freak out, but Lloyds in jail for assault."

"Holy shit. What..he needs bail. Where's my purse."

"Well we're trying to find his cash." Suzanne said. "It's three thousand for bail.

"It's in his safe in the closet. Password is Camille." I said. I put my hands over my eyes.

"Did you hear that Den? Safe in the closet. Password is Camille."

She gave me a thumbs up as I looked at her. Fuck.

I sat up, carefully grabbing water. I felt like shit.

I was gonna go back to sleep.

•••

I woke up to the sound of yelling.

"She was up lloyd. She's just tired!"

"You should've been taking care of her than worrying about my bail!"

I opened my eyes, looking around. Lloyd was back.

I sighed and shifted. Lloyd saw me.

"Hey.. are you okay?" He asked. I nodded.

"I'm fine. What happened to you?"

He sighed. "May have gone and beat the shit out of Darrin."

I smirked. "You're a dumbass."

"Sorry." He whispered.

"Hey. Apologize to Suzanne. You're an asshole. She wasn't doing anything wrong." I whispered. Suzanne smiled softly.

"Yeah Lloyd. Apologize." She said. Denny was sitting on her bed.

"Sorry." Lloyd said.

"Good. Now suzanne apologize for being a bitch and blaming me being roofied on him. It was my decision to go out."

"I'm sorry." Suzanne said. I nodded and laid my head back again. I felt like absolute dog shit but I was hiding it.

I thought about how Darrin groped me while drugging my drink. I hope he is hospitalized from Lloyd.

"Hey...did Darrin do anything else besides drug you?" Denny asked. He sounded serious. Lloyd got into bed with me.

"Uhm." I whispered. Lloyd looked at me.

"What happened?" He asked sternly.

"Well I was waiting for suzanne to get out of the bathroom. So he came over and to try to distract me from the drugging he grabbed my tits. That's it."

"That's it? Oh you better be fucking kidding. That's not a that's it." Lloyd said.

"Stop it. I am fine." I said.

"He's kicked out of the frat. Denny we're having a meeting with the rest of the boys tomorrow morning. Holy shit I'm gonna fucking kill someone at this point." He said.

This was the side of Lloyd that he hid. I knew he wasn't all puppy. He was overprotective and he had a dark side when he was mad.

"How bad did you beat him up?" I asked softly.

Lloyd sighed. "It doesn't matter."

"EMT's came if that's what you're asking Camille." Suzanne said. Lloyd gave her a dirty stare. I looked at Lloyd.

"You can't fucking do that Lloyd."

"Yes the fuck I can. He deserves every second of what he got. From the name calling to the groping you, to you being roofied. No. He deserved every little thing. You're mine and he doesn't touch you."

"This is why people are confused on if we're dating or not. Cause you pull shit like this. You tell everyone that we're just friends and then beat a guy to a pulp. Take a second to realize that Lloyd."

He stared at me, only anger in his eyes.

"You really are gonna bring up our relationship yet again over this? I was just put in jail to stand up for you! Get over it Camille I'm not gonna date you." He said.

"Get out of my bed." I said.

"You know what? Fine. God forbid I try to stand up for you. Fuck you camille."

He walked out. I looked up at the ceiling, holding in my tears.

"Cammie..."

"No." I said as I got up and went to the bathroom.

•••

That night I tried calling Lloyd, but every single call went to voicemail.

I sighed, laying back.

"Uhmm Cammie!" Suzanne said as she came out of the bathroom. She showed me a picture that got sent to her.

Lloyd was kissing another girl at his frat.

"-what?" I asked as I looked at it.

"Oh my god sweetheart I'm so sorry." She whispered.

No. This couldn't be happening.

We had never...we kept each other to ourselves. No.

"Why would he?"

"I don't know." She said.

I handed her the phone, laying back in bed more. I felt my chin quiver.

We weren't dating. It didn't matter. It didn't matter.

"Cam..."

"I think I just need to go to sleep."