I'm Fine (Cameron Dallas)

Chapter 8

***3 DAYS LATER***

Today was the day school got back into it's normal schedule and let's just say I wasn't the happiest person this morning. Today was going to be literal hell and I knew that for a fact. For the past 3 days, I haven't left my room. Not even for food. If I was going to starve, then so be it.

I look at my bedside alarm clock and see the time written. 6:30. Only 15 minutes to get ready and get into Matt's car so we can head off to the hell hole people call, school.

I roll out of the extremely warm covers and walk over to my closet searching for the baggiest sweatshirt I owned. I found a huge black one on the floor of my closet so it'll do. I don't remember where it's from though but oh well. I slide on grey leggings and white vans. I head into my bathroom and start to brush my hair, not bothering to do anything else to it besides that. That's when I hear a loud knock on my bedroom door.

"What?" I groan loud enough for whoever to hear, most likely Matt.

"I'm gonna go wait in the car! We need to leave this driveway in 2 minutes!" he shouts through the door and frustratedly sigh at the annoyingly small amount of time I had.

I grab my make up bag and pick up my book bag laying against the wall in the corner of my room and meet Matt in the hallway.

"I'll just do my make up in the car." I groan as I pass him and he follows me down the stairs.

We hop in the car and Matt immediately begins driving like a wild idiot. It was an awkwardly quiet ride once I finished my make up in the passenger mirror above my seat.

"Why are you driving so fast?! Slow down!" I shout at him as he almost runs over the curb as we turn into the parking lot of school.

"No, I need to have some time to myself before first period."

"Because you wanna go make out with your hoe before the first bell?" I roll my eyes and scoff at his recent f*ckboy personality.

"Yes but she's not a hoe. I honestly like this girl Alyssa. Not that it's any of your business." he defends as he looks behind his shoulder so he can focus on parking his car in his spot.

I remain silent and take a deep breath seeing a glimpse of my worst nightmare already sitting on the front steps of the school. Courtney and Cameron making out. Plain as day. It's like he's doing it there to make sure I see. It was cruel and childish. He wasn't who I thought he was apparently.

"Are you gonna be okay?" Matt sighs and I look at him blankly.

"Why would you say that?"

"Because Lyss, I know that look. You're depressed again."

"Well that's life."

"It doesn't have to be. Just text me at anytime of the day if you need someone to talk to or a shoulder to cry on. I got you sis." He smiles at me and it does make me feel a little better.

Even when we bicker, he is still the most amazing brother anyone could ask for. He will always be number one in my life.

"How can I text you? Dad took my phone remember."

He digs in his pocket quickly and pulls out my phone and hands it to me.

"How did you get it?!"

"Dad left the key to the phone jail on the counter one day and I made a copy and put it back then." he smirks at his sneaky skills.

"You sly dog." I joke with him and lean over to his side of the car, hugging him. "Love you bro."

"Love you too sis." He smiles at me after releasing the hug and exits the car leaving me to my thoughts.

I felt frozen in this seat. I never wanted to get out of the car because Cameron was still sitting on those steps, not coming up for air from the skank that was once my friend.

I take a deep breath and try prepping myself for the long walk into the building from here. I mean, it wasn't really long, but it will probably feel like the longest ever.

I get out of the car and swing my backpack over one shoulder and hold my head down, not making eye contact with anyone, slowly approaching the Cameron more and more. I take one quick glance at him as I reach the first step and see him quickly glancing at me, still in his lip lock. He backs away from Courtney, stopping her sloppy kisses.

"What's wrong baby?" I hear her whine, but I was going to just continue focusing on where I was walking.

I finish walking up the stairs and remain a steady pace as I walk further into school. The hard part was over. Now just have to avoid him the rest of the day.

"Alyssa!" Cameron's voice shouts and I don't even look his direction or slow down my walking pace, just speed up.

His footsteps get louder as they turn into a run.

"Dude, haven't you done enough?!" I hear Matt yelling which causes me to turn around to see Matt pinning Cameron against a locker and getting in his face, but Cameron wasn't even looking at him, he was still focused on me.

A tear slips down my cheek without warning, which causes me to reface the way I was originally walking, and continue on with a fast paced descend to the bathroom.

I slam open the door and drop my backpack on the pink tiled floor, breaking down into a full-blown cry.

"I can't do this." I cry to myself in the mirror above the sinks.

"Oh grow up." I hear one of the snotty girls of my grade, say coming out of a stall.

I thought I was in here alone. Now I feel even more of an idiot.

I didn't say anything back to her, because why bother? I just grab my bag off the floor and exited the bathroom, trying to clean up my tears on the way out so I don't have to explain myself to anyone else. But that theory was shortly lived as I bump into Cameron once again.

"What the f*ck do you want?!!!" I scream at him, throwing my backpack to the floor, causing a scene and the whole hallway becomes dead silence, gaining stares from everyone.

He becomes quiet as embarrassment overcomes him.

"I was just going to say I need my sweatshirt back." he quietly murmurs.

"What sweatshirt?!" I huff.

He motions to the oversized sweatshirt I'm currently wearing by pointing his finger and I roll my eyes in my head.

"But I'm not wearing anything else under this." I lower my tone of voice because no one else has to know this information.

That's when Matt shows up and comes to my side quickly and places both hands on my shoulders in protection of me.

"Cam, you can just pick it up after school if it means that damn much to you." Matt snaps at him.

"I'm not ever coming back to that house." He presses his lips in a thin line cockily glaring at me.

Another tear slips down my cheek and I quickly wipe it away and begin sliding off the sweatshirt over my head leaving myself only in a sports bra. Everyone surrounding us takes videos and pictures of me, gasping and laughing to themselves but I don't give a damn anymore.

I throw the sweatshirt at Cameron as aggressively as I could and grab my bag off the floor, "You are the most pathetic piece of shit I've ever met in my life and I am ashamed to have fallen in love with you." I state sternly and emotionally and walk out of the school, everyone backing to the sides of the hallways, allowing me to have a path right to the door.

I was done with school, done with people, done with life, and definitely done with Cameron.

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