Theif 3

Chapter 9

Nash's POV

When we got to the car, I made Cameron drive. I don't even care about how much I don't want people to drive my car at this point, I'm hung over and I repeated one of the worst mistakes of my life.

"Dude, what the hell are we going to do?" I freak out.

"Don't panic, just chill." He instructs.

"Chill? Did you just tell me to chill? I cheated on the mother of my child!"

"Yes, I know. You're a dumbass for it too." He sighs, "But what Babe doesn't know, won't hurt her. Same with Stella."

I take a deep breath, running a hand through my hair and nodding. "Yeah you're right. I just won't tell her." I whisper.

Cameron nods, "Now look, I need you to do me a solid and call Stell and tell her that we got drunk and crashed at your place."

I stare at him for a moment, "You want me to call her and lie? I can't lie. I suck at lying."

We come to a stop sign and he turns his full attention to me, his voice was just above a murmur, "Remember when everyone in the house was saying that Babe was turning you into a little bitch? I never really believed that." His voice booms, "Not until now!"

My eyes go wide.

I am not a bitch.

"Now I did it for you this morning when the mother of your child called me looking for you. Call Stella!"

"F-fine." I studder pulling out my phone. "I'll call her." I say searching for her number.

The phone rings for a moment before Stella's voice answered. "Hello?"

"Stell, hey."

"Hey. Do you know where Cam is?"

I gulp, "Yeah." I let out a timid chuckle, "That's why I called. He's with me.. in my house... H-he would have slept on the couch."

"Would have?" She questions.

"Well, what I mean is-- I mean he would have but he didn't.-- because he slept on the floor. Because he like... fell."

"Oh is he alright?"

I gulp once more and sigh, "He's fine."

She chuckles, "Well okay. Are you alright?"

"Yeah." I sigh, "Babe and I are just... having problems."

"Oh, well you guys will work it out. You always do."

"Yeah..."

"Alright. Have Cameron call me."

"I'll wake him up now."

I press the end button, and let out a deep long sigh.

"Look dude, we're fine." Cameron insist. "As long as this stays between us, they'll never know."

Regardless of what he says, I still feel like shit. I can't believe in myself. I thought the girl was Babe...

Alright, I knew that she wasn't Babe. She had bleach blonde hair and her body was nothing like Babe's, but I honestly forgot all about Babe last night which isn't any better of an excuse.

What the fuck, dude. What am I going to do?

I could just be super nice to her until the guilt goes away, even though she won't know. God, it's going to be a long time before I don't feel guilty, so I'm just going to spoil her every chance I get.