Return to Me

Chapter 15

I promised you guys I would update befoe June 30th, right? Okay, I did. It's not my best work, but nevertheless it's okay. I know there are grammar mistakes, please tolerate. This book may go through a major edit, mainly grammar edit, once I finish the book. Maybe not. But still.

And this is supposedly to be Zach's point of view, but Zach sounded like a girl in this chapter. I am going to edit it soon, after I finish, to perfect it or something. Maybe since I have been writing in a girl's point of view for a long time, I didn't realise it till now that Zach sounded really girly and stuff.

I'm sorry I didn't update for what, like, three whole months? But I updated now, did I? And I promise more frequent updates in the summer. And feel free to bombard me with update messages, since I always forget.

Okay, lastly, please vote and comment! I would really want to know what you think, since my skills are getting a bit rusty here!

~~~ Zachary Goode ~~~

It hurts, you know, it really hurts. To have a girl you love slam the door in your face. But I felt cold, hard, collected, as if Cammie's a girl that doesn't matter. Just like a spy should.

I don't know whether I should feel triumph that I finally managed to mask my emotions in front of Cammie, just like a spy should. Never lowering our defences.

It was supposed to be good. But in light of this incident, I feel oddly solemn.

'What was that?' Bex looked murderous and ready to kill people.

'Why should I know? Ask her yourself.' I was not feeling good, unwanted anger ready to burst open my chest.

'Don't you see? She's shutting me out, Zach.' She hissed. 'For absolutely no reason! At all.' Bex looked murderous now.

'Cammie does everything for a reason.' At least, I guess I had known the real Cammie. If the real Cammie isn't the one who slammed the door in my face just now.

Bex sighed. 'You'd think I didn't know her long enough to sense the reason.'

'Let's go to the party. We could still enjoy ourselves,' Bex quietly suggested.

That's when the door opened and Cammie came out. She did the most shocking thing. She walked out, saw us, registered our positions, which is me leaning on the wall and Bex, as I was aware only now, leaning dangerously towards me. She glared at me and Bex, got even redder in the face, flushed with anger, and left the room, stomping her foot the entire time.

'What was that?' Bex asked Macey who came out after Cammie.

Macey shrugged. 'Don't ask me, I'm the boy expert, not the Cammie expert.'

'Boy expert?' My spy instincts picked up something fishy here.

None of them opened their mouths.

It must be a forbidden topic. And the topics require the fact that you're a girl. And those secrets buried deep down, not even a boy spy, like me, could crack.

I don't think Joe Soloman managed to crack those either. Even though he was in a very deep sleep.

And somehow, I knew better than to butt in.

Bex turned around and waited for me in the corridor. 'It's just you and me in this now.'

I heard a low chuckle. 'In this relationship, you mean.'

Cammie. Only it doesn't sound like Cammie anymore. It was hollow, hardened, coming from a thousand worlds away.

And if I didn't listen hard enough, I would have missed the crack in her hard voice in the end.