It's your fault

Chapter thirty-nine: You okay?

"Yes I'm here with here right now." Cameron speaks on the phone while he stands firm in his stance. "No sir, he went out looking for them."

He must be talking to Taretto.

"What about the boyfriend?" Cameron turns and looks at me and Ethan. "Yes, I understand...will do." He gets off of the phone and let's out a sigh  running his fingers through this short brown hair.

Shoving the phone into his pocket he opens his mouth to speak only it takes him a second. He looks agitated, he runs his hands down his face before actually speaking.

"Taretto wants you now." Cameron comes over to my aid trying to help me up from the bed. Of course Ethan intervenes by pushing Cameron away. "I got it." As Ethan helps me up I look past him to Cameron who is eyeing Ethan with a scary glare.

"Can you stand?" Asks Cameron. I nod my head yes but to find out I'm having much trouble. "Do you want me to carry you?" Ethan looks down at me with care. Again, I nod my head yes.  Ethan leans down and tries to lift me cradle style.

Being in this place, mistreated Ethan has lost some of his strength. He sits me down gently looking at me with sorrow and a hint of despair. "It's okay."

"I can carry you." Cameron comes from the blue volunteering. Ethan says nothing with his mouth but his facial expressions are a entirely different story. Meanwhile Cameron looks at me waiting for a response from either of us.

I stand in pain not really caring who carries me all I know is my body won't allow me to walk at this given time.

"Okay." I finally speak up. He comes over nudging Ethan out of the way, kind of his way of saying screw you to Ethan without needing to open his mouth. Cameron leans down, pulling my arm over his shoulders as his other arm lifts me from the back of my legs.

I lay my head in the crook of his neck as he continues to our destination.

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We come around a corner to see someone else coming around as well. I lift my head the slightest inch to peak. It's William. One of the friends of Vin and Tyler. The way he looks at us, at me when he realizes who it is.

A look of desolation on his face when he bares eyes on me in cameron's arms.

Cameron moves forward as William stands still in his place. It's like we move in slow motion, I look down at William and he's mixing his lips. I squint just to read his lips. Which mouth out the words.

"I'm sorry."

Why would he be saying he's sorry? Sorry for what happened to me? Or maybe sorry because he knew and did nothing. What was he to do? He's only a kid.

I lay my head back down onto Cameron with these thoughts in my head. I feel something tugging on my hair so I look up and behind Cameron to see Ethan. He wears a hallow smile as he looks at me with my hair between his fingers. This is him trying, trying to make me smile. In his effort in that moment he succeeds. For that moment it was me and him, eye to eye.

"I love you." He whispered. I smile sweetly and face forward again. Cameron looks down at me and gives a small half smile.

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Knock knock knock.

We stop on front of a fancy door. The fancy door. The door that belongs to Mr. Fancy himself. It takes a minute for the door to swing open with a powerful man standing behind it. Taretto.

"Come on in." He steps to the side. "Sit her on the bed." The bed where he and Ethan both had sex with me, while I was cuffed might I add. But at this point the thought does not bother me. Cameron, vigilant, sits me down on the bed.