Lost in Dallas [COMPLETED]

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-A.

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ADRIANNA

''But it wasn't like i knew you two were friends Cameron! He never fucking mentioned anything, anything!'', i yelled truly exasperated. We've been arguing about Chris for the past 15 minutes and really this wasn't the way i expected this night to be.

He's being so stubborn about it. I kept telling him to let it go but he doesn't. It still bugging him the fact i was with Chris. They were best friends and i didn't knew. They were friends since little kids, they grew up together and did everything together until something happened and Chris turned his back on Cameron, which happened a few weeks earlier we met. And i didn't fucking knew. I had no clue Chris never mentioned Cameron nor i ever spoke about Cameron with Chris. Your ex boyfriend is not a topic you talk about with your current boyfriend. Is just... No, you don't. You simply don't, but Cameron doesn't get the idea.

He keeps yelling and groaning and walking back and forth in the white room with red curtains and big windows. He keeps walking back and forth looking upside down probably trying to figure out what to say next. How to fix things.

After we got inside the house and took off our soaking clothes, we took a bath together. For the first time since we met we were totally naked and didn't jumped at each other. Not that i didn't wanted, though, but i felt he wasn't into it. At first his eyes were all over me almost like eating me with his eyes and i thought about doing the move but suddenly when i was about to, he looked another way and sighed. Then he left the shower, telling me he'd use the other bathroom; also told me to take my time and to let him know when i was ready, because we needed to talk, he said. I just nodded silently and kept stroking my body with the lavanda bar soap he handed me minutes earlier.

And here i am, sitting in the edge of the bed i thought we'd be using after 'fixing everything up' but instead we end up yelling at each other as he blamed me for all the shit that went down.

The silence between us was killing me and you could cut the tension in the room with a knife.

I was about to say something else when his voice broke the tight silence in the room making me jump a little in surprise.

''But didn't you suspected? Why didn't you mentioned anything for God's sake? He knew you were mine, he fucking knew. Everyone knew! Are you gonna tell me he didn't had the tiny little idea that we were together? Come on you're not stupid aren't you? Because fuck you must be if you didn't realized he-''

My hand cracks across his face, snapping it back with the force of my blow, causing his head to to turn. The slap was as loud as a clap and stung his face. It had been an openhanded smack and it left a red welt behind. Just below his left eye was a small cut where my dolphin right had caught him. He staggered backwards, clutching his face, anger traveling through his vein and for a moment i though he was about to slap me back. I even waited a few seconds without knowing, but his hands never touched my skin. He just stood there, rubbing his cheek with his right hand; soothingly, probably trying to make the sting fade away quicker.

It didn't made feel guilty at all. He was being a jerk since he left the shower a few minutes ago. But something didn't felt right. Something inside my chest was itching and suddenly i felt the need to caress his cheek and place some sweet, sloppy kisses in his cheek as a way to make the sting go away.