𝕊𝕡𝕖𝕒𝕜 𝕠𝕗 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝔻𝕖𝕞𝕠𝕟

Chapter 15 - Katherine

Katherine's POV

Cameron walked me to the elevator, and we arrived on the second floor.

This was only the second time that I had been to Cameron's dorm. He unlocked it with his keys, and we walked in.

"Hey Katherine!" One of Cams roommates named Dylan called from his bed.

"Hey Dylan." I smiled.

"Get out." Cameron demanded calmly.

Dylan nodded and walked out of the room.

"You put him under an obeying spell." I assumed.

Cam nodded. "What did you come here to speak about?" He asked.

"Oh... Right..." I muttered, pulling my phone out of my pocket. My breathing shook when he grabbed my phone and looked at my screen.

He looked up from the screen and up at me. "He's back..." He murmured.

I desperately tried to keep my tears in. I didn't want to stain the beautiful white carpet that Cameron had brought from home.

Cameron stood still from a moment before doing something he hadn't done in years. He hugged me. "I'll deal with him." He said.

"How?" I asked. "He is over one-hundred years older than you..."

"I dealt with Knox before." He said confidently.

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"Are you ok?" Gale asked as I exited the dorm building.

"Yeah." I smiled.

I had had to rid my face of blood stains of tears that I had eventually given into.

Cameron had luckily been wearing a black shirt so you could not see any bloody-tear stains.

We walked back to our dorm building. Suddenly, Gale stopped and grabbed my wrist.

"What?" I asked him.

"I have an idea." He grinned. I waited for him to tell me what it was. "Come with me." He turned around and we headed in the opposite direction of our dorm building.

The two of us eventually reached a large building that had a large entrance to an underground garage.

"Gale, are we allowed to be here?" I whisper-yell to him.

"Calm down." He replied casually. "My bike is here."

"Bike?" I asked. "What bike?"

He didn't answer me when we reached a beautiful matte-black sports motorcycle.

He picked up a white motorcycle helmet and placed it on my head. The face shield was already lifted.

"I know you don't need it," He said when he noticed my confused expression. "but it would be great if we aren't pulled over because you don't have a helmet on."

He picked up his own black helmet and placed it on his head. He lifted his face shield. "You bring other girls to ride your bike?" I asked as he guided me to sit on the back.

"Nope." He said as he sat on the front. "You're the first." He turned his head to the side so that he could see me. He lifted his hand up and shut my face shield before shutting his own.

The engine rumbled and Gale grabbed my arms and wrapped them around his waist.

His body was warm. I liked it.

Gale rode the motorcycle out of the garage slowly, speeding up when we reached the road.

"Can you hear me?" Gale asked. His voice coming from a hidden speaker somewhere in the helmet.