Mute ♡

Part 27

Chris's pov

Cameron went somewhere early this morning but made sure to wake me up to let me know when he'd be back.

I'm laying here and looking out the window. Chris. Look at yourself. Are you happy like this? I say to myself.

Suddenly the door opens and gilinsky is standing there.. What the hell?

"What?" I say.

"Well I thought I should let you know, Nates been in a accident" he says.

"What?" I yell.

"It's okay, he'll be home tonight. He was boarding and fell. But they bandaged him up and he'll be back tonight" he says.

He walks out and I just look at the door as he shuts it.

Wow. Well Chris, stop. Don't feel bad. He's not dead.

I stand up and walk downstairs seeing Cameron standing there "your back early?" I say.

I need to talk to Cameron.

"I need to talk to you" I say as I grab his hand and bring him outside.

We sit down by the pool

"What do you need to talk to me about?" Cameron says as he puts his hand on my hand that's on the tile of the pool that you walk on.

I move my hand.

"Cameron.. I don't know why.. I've done the things I have these past couple of days. Pushing myself. Cameron your so so nice.. And I know some guy will see that... But I've realized. It's Nate.. I'm sorry Cameron. I'm sorry for dragging you into feeling something... I'm sorry..
But you aren't. Nate" I say.

He looks at me with his eyes wide, he looked at the pool water. I see the reflection of the water in his eyes... Or those are his tears.

"I. I Um.. Okay" he says as he stands up.

"I'm going home. I got stuff to do. I'll text you tonight" he says and walks away.

"I'm sorry.." I say.

He looks back at me and walks away.

Oh my god...

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It's night time and Nates gonna be back tonight...

So I go upstairs and walk into his room.

I see empty beer bottles in his little garbage can..

He's gotta stop.

I get a text from Gilinsky.. Ugh. "Nates home. He's coming up stairs"

I quickly reply k.

The door swings open and Nate walks in slamming it not seeing me on the bed.

He walks over to his dresser.. Still not seeing me.

I walk up behind him and put my hand on his shoulder that's bandaged up.

"Nate.." I say

He turns around quick.

"Chris.." He says.

"I'm sorry... I. Cameron's.. I told Cameron.. I don't.. It's you Nate" I say.

"You didn't finish any of those sentences" he says.

"I know that.." I say and look down.

"Cameron's gotten everything... From you" he explains as he sits.

"What?" I say

"He touched you the way you wouldn't let me" he says.

"You let him say I
Love you, you didn't stop him" he says.

"Nate.." I say.

Since I'm wearing a tank top. He leans down and kisses my shoulder.

"Chris.. But you said. Everything was a joke" he says.

"No it wasn't." I said.

He looks at me and I look down at his bandages.

"That all you got for injuries?" I say

"Oh no. The rest is on my chest.." He says.

He takes his shirt off and I look.

"Holy shit" I say.

He unwraps the big one that's wrapped around him and I touch the big big big bruise that's all scratched. He tenses up.

"Nate I'm sorry" I say

"It was a longboard" he explained.

"Not for that" I say and fall into his chest crying.