Tainted Love {sequel to The Player}

35- what?

Avery

"Avery! Please, I didn't mean to hurt you". Cameron cried from in the hallway. He continued to bang on the door, pounding harder and harder with each thrust. "I had too much on my mind, and I-I just lost my temper".

His voice grew weaker and more groggy, as if he was about to cry. I couldn't help but let more tears stream down my face. After months of reconnecting and getting to know each other again, he pulls a stunt like this? After all of the 'I love you's' and 'I'll never let you go' this is how he ends it?
My heart felt like it had just been stepped on. Stepped on by a large giant.

By now, my pillow was soaked in tears, and my nose was all plugged. I felt like a hot mess.

"Avery, if you don't let me in, I'm inviting myself in". Cameron states, continuing to pound on the door.

I remained silent, suffering the pain of betrayal and heartbreak. It felt like a thousand knives stabbing you in the chest. I wanted to scream and yell, and cry my eye sockets out.

"That's it". Cameron says, twisting the door handle and opening the door.

I quickly look away, turning away from him and burying my face into my hands.

"Avery, please listen to me". Cameron begs, walking over to my side of the bed, and crouching down in front of me.

I squeezed my eyes shut, causing more tears to escape from my eyes.

"I didn't mean any of that, that was an accident". Cameron says, tucking my loose hairs out of my face.

I pulled away, not longing for his touch.

"Everything's an accident to you!" I scream, taking my arms and shoving him away from me. "You know what the real accident is?" I ask, raising an eyebrow as I looked at him. "You!"

Cameron's facial expression remained the same. Glum and dejected.

"Just leave me alone!" I demand, pushing him away, but that time, a throbbing pain pulled at my shoulder as I pushed him. I winced at the pain, as I held my aching shoulder. As I pulled my hand away, Cameron's eyes widened.

"Avery, you're bleeding". Cameron says, hovering over me to study my wound, but I pulled away, and tried kicking him off of me. He doesn't deserve to have my affection. What he did deserve is die in a hole.

"Get away from me". I order, pointing towards the door, but Cameron's eyes never left my bloody wound.

"You're bleeding very badly Avery, I can't just leave you like this".

He grabbed my arm and I tried to jerk away, but his grip remained tightly secured around my wrist.

"I said let me go!" I yelled, as more tears spilled from my eyes.

He pulled me out of the bed, and from there, I couldn't help but collapse to the floor, crying...My knees clawed into the floorboards, and my I felt weak and crowned over.

Cameron bended down and scooped me into his arms.

"Please stop crying. I didn't want to tell you this, but I had to at some point". He says, into my ear, as he strokes my hair.

To me, this feeling was way worse than the first time he left me. He left me for an ungrateful selfish bitch who deserved nothing more than to burn in hell, and to be eaten by Satan.

"Please stop crying". Cameron repeated.

"How can I stop crying?" I snap. "You left me for Alexis!"

"Actually.. I left Alexis for you". Cameron corrects.

I rolled my eyes. "And then you changed your mind".

I continued to sob, letting all of the emotions wash out of me. What was I going to do with my life? I was actually starting to like Daniel. Then he became a disgusting little brat, who wanted to look at other girls as we're on a date.

I felt Cameron's arms scoop me into his arms, and the motion of his body carry me to the bathroom.

He set me down on the counter and stood between my legs. He handed me a tissue, gesturing for me to wipe away my tears, and I did exactly that. As I threw the tissue into the garbage, Cameron continued to stare at me. "Take off your shirt". He ordered.

I hesitated for a minute. "I can nurse myself Cameron. Just go pack and leave". I told him, not bothering to look him in the eyes. His dark eyes met mine, and yet again, the imagery of his soft brown hair and chocolate brown eyes fulfilled my mind.

"No". Cameron simply answers. "Now take off your shirt, before you get an infection".

I decided not to waste anymore time, and to just take my shirt off. It was better that he'd nurse me, than going to the hospital and paying for stupid health care. I didn't have any extra money for stuff like that.

I grabbed the bottom of my shirt and pulled it over my head, leaving me feeling exposed and bare. I wrapped my arms around my stomach covering up my belly button.

I watched as Cameron glanced towards my shoulder, where the wound took place. It was sitting on the back of my shoulder, covered in blood.

"Do you have tweezers?" Cameron asks, cringing his face as he examined it. I nodded my head, as I reached into the drawer and pulled out a pair of tweezers. Handing them to Cameron, he carefully pulled out tiny pieces of glass that had managed to indent my skin. I winced at the pain, and Cameron continued to apologize.

As he finished, he cleaned the cut with rubbing alcohol, and placed a giant bandaid over it.

He stayed standing between my legs, starting deeply into my eyes.

I peered down at my beer belly, and automatically felt insecure with myself.

"I'll go now if you want". Cameron mumbled, turning away and beginning to walk out of the bathroom.

"Cameron wait". I say, pulling my lip between my teeth and biting down on it. "I have to tell you something too".

Cameron desperately turns around, searching my face for answers.

"What is it?" He asks.

I took a couple deep breaths, unsure of how he'll handle what I'm about to announce.

"What is it?" He repeats again.

I wiped away a loose, spilling tear, and then steadied myself up.

"I'm pregnant".

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Oh snap! I bet ya didn't see that coming!

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