Chapter 8
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[Vince's POV]
What is wrong with me? Why would I tell her that I love her more than my wife? Things are definitely more complicated since she came into the picture. When I caught her making out with Blake my heart sunk. Her bold brown eyes that had streaks of green in them and her long dark hair, that flows perfectly down her back.
I stood in the middle of her room looking out of the window watching Cam watch the limo drive away. Her long dark hair swished as she turned around to make her way back into the house. I felt my pants go tight and I looked down. Fuck! I mentally cursed myself for my hormones. I raced around trying to do something about my bulge that was sticking out of my jeans before she saw it. Why am I in her room anyways? I headed to the door, but-
The door knob turned and Cam walked in. She looked at me and her face flushed. I covered my junk and stared at her as a smirk creeped on my face. "Vince... What are you doing?!" She questioned me as she yelled.
"Sorry, but I told you calling me 'daddy' only turns me on Cam. You don't understand, but you have this weird affect on me-"
"Vince. Please you are just my childhood crush ok. This is not supposed to be happening to me. Your my moms and I'm Blake's and I'm not planning on breaking anything nor hurting my mom anytime soon." A tear slipped down her cheek. I dropped my hands and walked closer to her. I wiped a tear from off her cheek and stared into her eyes that were filled with confusion and mercy.
"Would if they don't find out." I smiled and took a step back to be cautious. Her beautiful frame that God has given her made my heart melt. I don't like seeing her this way.
"I don't like the idea of cheating."
"But, Cam, I want whatever we have to work. We don't exactly have to be crosses as a couple, but as father and daughter with a very strong bond that only we know about." I said while stroking her cheek.
"You mean, you want me to get rid of your hormonal mistakes you have towards me 'daddy'?" What she said was slightly true, but not all the way. I smiled and gave her a hug. I rested my head on her shoulder and grazed my nose against her neck.
"I want to know if the feelings I have towards you are mutual, real, or full of lust." I spat. "Don't you get where I'm coming from?"
"I'll help you, but only if it doesn't result in any of us cheating." I wrapped my hands around her waist and put them on her lower back. I nodded and looked back into her eyes.
"I'm going to fix this." I walked out of the room and into mine. I closed my eyes and layed on my bed. It's not even 12 yet and I'm already made a bunch of mistakes.
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[Camile's POV]
I layed down on my bed and stared at the white ceiling. I have bruises all over my cheek and now I have planned to cheat on my boyfriend with my step dad. Vince Dwan is my step dad. It still hasn't sunk in. I am related to Vince Dwan and my last name is his. He is Narla's husband and I'm Narla's daughter. This is so wrong in so many ways, but I have to admit Vince is one fine piece of man candy.
His arms, his eyes, his jaw line that can shred diamonds, and his amazing negotiation skills. Vince was all I could think about until I feel asleep in oblivion.
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My slowing opened to the sound of yelling and glass being broken. I jumped out of my bed and went down stairs. The scattering and yelling grew louder as I made my way down the staircase. "What the hell is going on down here?!" I rounded the corner and saw my mom panicking about something and Vince staring at her wide eyed. He looked at me like he was trying to warn me about something, but I ignored it. "Hello, what is going on?" I stared at them longer confusion plastered on my face."What the fuck is going on here?!" Narla said breaking the silence. She was pointing at me and Vince and I stared at her confused.
"Mom what are you talking about?"
Her gaze went over to me. "What the actual truck is going on. One- your supposed to be at school! Two- you have bruises all over your face!" She said as she walked towards me."Three- you never call me mom. And four- " she turned towards Vince, "why the hell were you watching my daughter sleep?" My eyes widened and I looked at Vince who's face flushed as he looked down at the marble ground.
"You was watching me sleep? What the hell!" I yelled at him. He shot his head up to look at me. He glared at me and I eyed him to tell him to go along with it.
"Yeah I was trying to wake up up so I gave up and decided to sit there and try to come up with a new plan to wake you up." He winked at me while Narla wasn't looking I nodded my head and smiled.
"That makes sense. I am a heavy sleeper."
"Ok I understand that one, but what happened to my daughter that she is not at school?" I looked over at my mom who seems less angry now that the lie went out.
I stared at my mom and I became nervous. "Well you see, my ex-boyfriend Jonas was acting weird and he was forcing me to make out with him. And I tried to stop him, which resulted in me getting knocked out and Blake to almost get expelled and also Jonas in the hospital." I rushed out.
"No wonder why his parents where pittying me." She said as she rolled her eyes. "Let's go to the pharmacy to get you something to cover that up, so you don't get stares as you go to school tomorrow." She said as she pulled me out of the door. I rolled my eyes at her.
"I need to get my shoes on mom. Please go and start one of the cars so that I can get my shoes from my room." She nodded and walked out of the door. I walked back into the kitchen. "So we're you really trying to wake me up?"
He smiled and looked up at me. From his place on the floor. "I was actually admiring you as you slept and then your mother came home and she walked into your room, I guess she was going to clean it up a little bit." He said as he shrugged. I blushed and headed out of the kitchen and up to my room. Time to get foundation!
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Teen Fiction"Calling me 'daddy' only turns me on more." ~~~~~~~~~~ Meet Camile Davis, 17, a high school girl whom doesn't know what love is. Her mom and dad was separated on her 5th birthday. Her dad never visited her after the divorce. Carla and her mother we...