Forever

F O U R T E E N

My tears overflows as Cameron throw the lamp against the brick wall of his room.

"It's easy Amanda! All you have to do is to stay away from other boys!" He thunder outs making me whince.

It's not easy to just stay away from the boys, I have so many great friends who turns out to be a boy. Cameron is obviously making me choose, he isn't exactly saying it but he's showing it. I'm not dumb for me not to see it nor feel it.

This Cameron is hardly bearable, I don't know what to do but to comply to all of his words which is slowly killing me, slowly wrecking me. He's like treating me like I'm his something, not a human nor his girlfriend.

Cameron ambulates to my direction with his jaw cleanch. Affrightness, panic, and anxiety collides in me, leisurely destroying me.

He suddenly stops, I close my eyes horrified that he might hurt me physically.

I feel the pads of his hands brush against my tears-stained cheeks. "You're mine."

His words made me still, unable to say anything nor do anything. I'm unfunctional and intoxicated by him again. I'm trying to be sober to save the remaining tiny pieces of my ego that was shattered by Cameron, right when I first met him.

His minty breath hits against my bare lips, sending chills down my spine as my hormones and pride battles.

My pride can even barely fight for itself, but it always tried to fight back even though it knows that it can't win. It's too weak when it comes to my hormones.

Cam's swollen lips touch against mine, making my ego to govern me for some unspecific reason.

The feelings exists, but it isn't that much powerful like before. Cam pulls his lips away. Disappointment and pain flashes through his alluring brown eyes.

I suddenly feel numb when I saw what Cam's eyes are shouting. I don't deserve to be treated this way, he's destroying me. I do love him so much but reality jolts me back. I always looks like a dumb person whenever I'm handling this kind of Cameron. Nevertheless, I still won't give up on fixing him because I love him more than life itself. Maybe all I should do is give us each a time, and wait for time to heal us. I have to, even though I don't want us to tear apart. It's for our own good and for the sake of our relationship.

"Let's just give us time, Cam." I blurts out. I grab my purse and walk down the staircase.

I'm hoping that he would go after me, so I waited for a few minutes outdoor.

No footsteps, no voices, no actions. He didn't go after me. I shouldn't have hoped anyway.

Cars or any automobiles are nowhere in sight. Partly, because of the piles of snow covering the streets, and partly because everyone is busy celebrting christmas eve even though it's only six in the evening.

I've nearly forgotten about Christmas Eve and celebrating it with my family, too much stress has been hitting my mind lately.

I was supposed to introduce Cameron to my family, but now my plans are shattered I don't think there's another time for it. I've decided to give each other time, and it's torturous.

The cold breeze of winter is nothing to me, I don't feel anything. Snow starts to fall down the streets ready to thicken the amount of snow that are already covering the streets.