UPDATES FRIDAYS || After Kenna claims revenge on her cheating fiancée and so-called sister at the altar, the last thing she expects is a tidal wave of long-buried feelings for her brother's best friend when they run away together.
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"What're you gonna do about your car, by the way?" Cameron asks. "You left it in Bournemouth."
I sigh as he stops at the traffic lights. "I haven't thought that far ahead yet. It's easy to get the train back, pick up the car and be on my way. Suppose I'll have to do that in the next couple of days."
"Don't be stupid. I can drive you down there."
I shake my head. "That's shelling out on petrol unnecessarily—"
We're cut off as he turns into the street and we hear screaming not far down the road. Specifically, Courtneyscreaming and throwing stones from the gravel on the ground into the road.
"Be careful she doesn't throw that shit onto your car," I warn.
He nods and parks down the road from the block of flats. "You sure you wanna go and not phone the police on her or something?"
"So they can do what? Tell her to calm down and tell me I'm wasting police time? To be fair to her, I've locked her out of her home. The flat is in my name, sure, but she pays half the rent."
"If it's in your name, she's trespassing. She's also displaying threatening behaviour. Could just get her to move on." He inhales and sighs. "She's also going to think you ran away to be with me, so be prepared for that conversation. Does she know about when we—" He stops.
"No. All she knows about my past is that Elliott committed suicide. She doesn't know his reasons, that you saved my life or that we slept together."
"If you want my advice, you not telling her those things says a lot about how right she was for you. Or not, in this case."
"Didn't ask for your advice, Cameron," I whisper. We meet each other's gaze; he knows I mean no harm in my words. "But thanks."
I get out of the car at the same time he does.
"Want me to stay here?" Cameron asks.
I shrug. "She's going to assume I've run with you anyway, so there's no point in hiding your existence."
We carry on down the road a little more and her eyes snap on us as if he knew we were coming.
"You! You've locked me out of my own flat! What the fuck am I meant to do? Kenna, I thought we were going to get married. I love you—"
Her black hair is in a messy bun on the top of her head, she's in jogging bottoms and a white crop-top, her white trainers on... she looks gorgeous.
But she's not mine, and she never was. Well, she wasn't for half our relationship. I wonder if she was ever mine; did she have an affair before meeting Lily? Did she genuinely love me at all?
