Camo's P.O.V.
Time: 2ish I think. Location: In the woods a bit away from the hideout.
I didn't mean for anything to happen with James. I swear to God I didn't mean for anything to happen. We had just been hanging out for so long and he started to say these things that would stir something inside of me and I would just push it off. Lately...lately I've been wondering what it would be like to actually be with him. I think he's been thinking along the same lines too.
Now I know you're thinking, "Camo, you bitch, what the fuck about Peter?". Well, that's the question. He's been getting more and more distant. I've been trying so hard to get his attention but he keeps kind of ignoring me. I love Peter but I've also learned to love James. I know this all sounds so wrong but you will judge so much until you actually experience this feeling of being torn. Torn between someone you've been with and have such a strong attachment to, such love and feelings of absolute peacefulness and love around and then someone who you feel complete excitement and passion around and who has trusted you more than anyone they've ever trusted and accepts you for everything you are. How could that be easy?
So this is why James and I were walking around. Because I needed to tell him what was going on. He had been asking why I was behaving so strangely and I kept putting it off.
"So are you going to tell me or do I have to keep guessing?" He asked with concern.
"I have feelings for you." I spoke so fast I was surprised he caught it.
"You do?" He smiled.
"But I love Peter. And I don't know what to do. I can't do this." I said as I began to walk away. Before I could get too far he grabbed my hand and pulled me into him. His piercing blue eyes wandered over mine then down to my lips.
"I can't-" I started but stopped when his lips crashed onto mine. The arm with the hook was wrapped around my waist and his good hand was twisted in my hair. I kissed him back. I couldn't fight the feeling that was coming over me. I threw my arms around his neck and let him take control. He soon deepened the kiss and brought me as humanly close as possible. I could feel the coolness of the metal from the hook through my shirt. James was definitely experienced in the art of frenching. The longing in me took over when he moaned into the kiss. I started to suck down the side of his neck when I heard a rustling from the trees. James and I both broke apart, panting for air. I quickly looked around but didn't see anything of anyone.
"What was that?" I asked still breathing hard.
"Probably just a bird." James smiled.
"Oh my God. What have I done..." I started to tear up. "But you're just so...and I feel...but Peter."
"Camille?" James asked.
"What is it?" I replied still freaking out.
"I won't tell anyone about this." He said calmly.
"But I..." I said. "I'm sorry. I do have feelings for you but this would crush Peter and I'm in love with him. I just don't think I..."
"You know...we could keep you and me a secret." He suggested.
Don't ask me why I said yes but I did. Maybe it was the desperation in his voice. Maybe it was the fact that I couldn't stop thinking about him. But whatever it was, it's sending me to hell. God, what have I gotten myself into.
Libby's P.O.V.
Time: 7ish. Location: Hideout, main room.
I saw Binky and Mary discussing what looked to be a private matter so I walked over to them on the couch and asked what was going on.
