My Teacher, My Lover (Cameron Dallas Fanfiction)

Part 36

                  

March 4, 2017; Saturday

~Jade's POV~

I'm meeting Cameron's family later tonight and my nervousness keeps growing as the time grew closer.

These past couple of days has been amazing since Cam and I can be with each other but privately. Though, we still haven't figured out who sent the video to my dad. I know it's been more than three weeks but I still want to know who it is. I'm not just going to let them get away with this. Because once upon a time, I was heartbroken when I didn't have Cameron by my side.

But back to my nervousness. I'm meeting Cam's family in about nine hours. And I have never been so nervous and scared yet happy at the same time that Cam wants me to meet his family.

What if they didn't like me? What if they think that I'm a slut? What if they think I'm not good enough for their son?

My 'what if' questions is interrupted by my phone ringing in my hand. I look at the screen, seeing Erin's name on it. I swipe across the screen and answer her call.

"Hey, Rin, what's up?" I ask after placing my phone beside my ear.

"Hey, Jade," she says, sounding not too excited. "Can I meet you at our café, please?"

"Yeah, sure," I reply, furrowing my eyebrows in curiosity. "What time do you want to meet?"

"Maybe ten minutes?" she asks in a low tone of voice.

"Yeah, I'll be there," I softly says and she sighs, ending the call.

Why does she sound not herself? She's always been the happy and cheerful one, always all giggles and rainbows. What happened to that?

I stand up from my warm and comfortable bed and walk to the bathroom. I splash my face with water and put my hair in a messy bun. I put on Cam's hoodie, that's too big for me, and I smile when I take a sniff of his cologne. I put on a black leggings and a slip-on shoes.

I walk down the stairs and shout to Sophie that I'm going out. I hop into my car and drive to Erin and I's favorite café. I park in the lot and walk out. I see Erin in our usual spot, looking down to his coffee as she moves the spoon around. I enter the café and approach her.

"Hey," I say, sitting down in front of her.

"I have to tell you something," she quickly says that takes me by a surprise.

"Sure, what is it?" I ask, ordering a coffee from the waitress.

There's a moment of silence between us. I stay quiet, waiting for her to start.

"I'm gay," she mumbles and my eyes widen a fraction.

"Wha... since when?" I ask.

"A couple years ago," she mutters, looking down to his coffee.

"Why are you telling me now?" I curiously ask. "You know I would accept that."

"Because I did something terrible to you," she replies, finally looking for me, and I motion for her to continue. "Iwastheonewhosentthevideotoyourdad."

"What?" I question, confused.

"I was the one who sent the video to your dad," she sadly looks at me.

"You what?" I ask, under my breath.

"I'm so sorry," she cries. "Shawn was the one who videotaped you guys but when he found somebody for him, he deleted it. But when I was on his laptop, I was looking through his deleted files and found the video."