Cameron x Nash Short Stories - cash -

Like A Moth To A Flame Part Five

Nash lies in his bed with his phone resting on his chest. He's trying to work up the courage to listen to the voicemails Cameron left him. He wants to hear them all, he needs to hear them all. Even if it feels like he's punishing himself, he has to do it. He has to know how Cameron has been all of these months, what Cameron would say during his nightly calls.

He squeezes his eyes shut, trying to hold back tears but they make it thru anyway.

He takes in a deep breath and presses play on the first message.

Angry.

"Nash,please. Just... Fucking listen to me. Johnson is full of shit, I NEVER had that conversation EVER. I don't care about your money or your fame, you know that baby. You know me. Meet me where we first met tomorrow at 6pm, just one conversation baby, that's all I'm asking..."

Despondent.

"I guess you don't want to see me ever again but Nash... I'm here baby, waiting for you by the pier. Please... please come, let's talk. I swear to you nothing your heard in that recording is real, it's doctored up. I promise, I swear. I love you, you're everything to me.... everything..."

Begging.

"Nash I'm begging you, I'm on my knees begging you to please just listen to me just one time. Please baby, for us. For our love. For what we have. You know it's special, it's something amazing. Please, my love. Let me talk to you, face to face one time. Call me, I'll pick up any time and meet you anywhere."

Sad.

"Nashy... I miss you so goddamn much, it's unfuckingreal. Fuck... now I'm crying again but I don't care who sees me like this, who hears me talking like this. I'm so lost without you, my future seems so bleak. I'm so scared that I'll never get to tell you my side, I know if you listened to me just one time... I know you'd believe me because you know me. You know me better than anyone, you know when I'm lying... you know my ticks and my quirks. No one has gotten through to me the way you have, no one has ever gotten this much love... this much emotion from me-"

That voicemail cuts off abruptly but not before Nash can hear the choked sob that echoes in his head, the sound of pure, unadulterated pain. He knows Cameron broke down after that and his own tears fall silently as he pictures the heartbreaking scene in his head.

Even if it's torturing him, he listens to every one. As time passes by, Cameron stops continuously begging for Nash to meet up with him, to talk with him. He begins to talk about his days, his struggles. He provides Nash with a glimpse into the miserable life he's living.

Nash finally gets to the last voicemail, the one Cameron left before he sold his phone.

This one was defeat.

Cameron had felt defeated and the emotion permeated through every word he said.

"Hi baby... I'm just calling to say goodbye I guess. I have to give up my phone and it's so fucking hard. It's the only thing I have that links us together and I have to sell it. I won't go into why, this isn't me trying to fish for sympathy or money, it's just reality. I love you, Nash. I love you so much and I pray every night for you. I pray that you're happy and healthy because that's all I want. I miss you, I miss you so much. I miss your smile, your laughter, the way you called me babe. I miss your hugs, the way you can light up an entire room just by being you. I miss your cuddles and your kisses. I miss your family too, I miss the tea party's with Sky and taking Hayes motor biking. I miss your mother's tender soul and your father's corny jokes. I miss it all and it's so hard to live without you. I doubt I'll ever get over you, I'll always love you. God this turned out to be longer than I thought... but... goodbye, Nash. I really wish this had turned out differently."

"Fuck," Nash chokes out as he turns into his side, he feels like he doesn't deserve to cry. Even if he hadn't confronted Johnson this message alone is enough to convince him that Cameron is telling the 100% truth. He doesn't talk about all of the fun they had, the places they traveled together. He doesn't talk about the things Nash bought him or the nice places he took them. He talks about tea parties with Skylynn and motor biking with Hayes. He talks about his parents and how he prays for him everyday. He talks about their intimate moments, memories that no one but the two of them have. He wishes happiness and healthiness for Nash because that's how good Cameron is, how genuinely good he is. How selfless he is and how he loves so openly, without expectation anything in return.

Nash's heart churns with so many different emotions, anger at Johnson and pain for Cameron. Regret for never giving his sweet, loving boyfriend a chance to explain the seemingly unexplainable. Nash never could have imagined the lengths that Johnson went to break up their relationship, he can't imagine why Johnson would inflict so much pain on someone he supposedly cared about.

He dropped a bomb on Nash's world and watched it explode knowing full well that it was all a lie. He actively worked against Nash even giving Cameron one chance, one conversation and maybe it's because he knew how deep their connection was. Maybe he knew that Cameron would be able to convince Nash of the truth, of the awful truth that one of his best friends ruined his life.

Johnson had ruined Nash for life, it was the kind of heartbreak that is extremely hard to recover from. The kind where you've given your heart and soul to another person only to have it crushed in one of the worst ways. He used Nash's own fears of being used for his money and fame against him. Nash confessed to Johnson early on during his fame that one of the things he feared about relationships was being used. Being played. He took that fear and used it against him in the cruelest way.

It's something Nash knows he will never ever forgive Johnson for.

His phone rings and he sees Johnson's face flash on the screen.

He can't believe Johnson has the audacity to try and contact him, he wonders if he should just ghost him but he decides to be direct and to the point.

He answers the call.

"You're dead to me, Johnson. You no longer exist. Lose my number." He says as harshly as he can while keeping a straight voice. He doesn't want Johnson to know he's crying, that he's once again shattering to pieces because of the pain he caused Cameron.

He knows the best kind of revenge is a life well lived and he vows to find Cameron, he promises himself that they're going to be happy.

They're going to be so happy and everyone will know it.

But first he has to search out Cameron and beg for his forgiveness so he promptly hangs up and blocks Johnson's number.

He doesn't block him on social media but he does unfollow him on everything, he knows Johnson will creep on him and he hopes it burns his soul to see Nash happy with the one person he should have trusted all along.

It doesn't take long for his phone to begin to blow up, it's amazing how fast people notice things or maybe Johnson posted something but Nash doesn't bother to check.

He turns off his phone and leaves it sitting on his bed before he stands up.

He has someone very important to see and it's 6 months overdue.

A/N- fr fr cash reunion?