i hate you;
ship ; cash
summary ; nash and cameron are married. well, cameron is a cruel, ignorant jerk to nash and his feelings. mash finally stands up to cameron.
nash grier's point of view;
I watched him come out of the bathroom, ignoring me. We had just broke out into a fight downstairs and he smacked md across the face harshly. I never knew he would ever lay a hand on me, yet, he did. Here I was laying in our bed while crying as quiet as I could while he showered.
Some husband, huh?
He looked over to me, making me quickly look away. I didn't want to spend the night beside him, actually, in the same house as him.
So, I called my best friend, Sam. He was on his way to come pick me up from my house and I will stay at his house until my thoughts are clear on Cameron. I feel the bed dip beside me, making me scoot out of it, standing up.
My phone started ringing, making me grab it. I press the green button, exiting my room for privacy.
"Hi, Sam." I whispered.
"Has he hit you since you last called me?" He asked, sounding panicked.
"No." I mutter into the phone.
"Okay, I'm picking up some food so when we get to my house you are comfortable and happy at least. Anything you want?" He asked me.
"Can you pick me up first and then we can discuss food?" I beg.
"Of course, Nash. I'm driving as fast as I can. I'll see you in two minutes." He said softly, trying to soothe me as I was still crying.
I hung up after mumbling a thank you. I turn to go back into my room, jumping as Cameron was directly behind me, listening to the conversation.
"You are not going with Sam. You have no choice." Camerom growled sternly.
I shook as I backed away. Every step I took backwards, he took two forward. I bump into the wall, making me jump.
"Go to the fucking room, tell Sam you are not going, and go to fucking sleep." He said, his finger poking my chest with each task.
I didn't speak. I was disappointed that Cameron saw how my tears flowed down my face and how I was shaking and did not care one bit. I smacked his hand away.
"I thought about giving you a second chance." I whispered, taking off my wedding ring, engagement ring, and promise ring.
I threw them all at him. Tears flooded down my cheeks as I sobbed, my eyes looking at the three rings on the floor.
"I hate you." I whispered, shoving him out of my way.
"Real dramatic Nash. Get back in the bed." He said, as if I didn't mean it.
"You think I didn't mean that. I hate you and I am leaving you." I say, grabbing my suitcase from the closet.
I didn't see his reaction, yet, he went quiet. I packed most of my clothes and other things. I grab the jacket Cameron bought me, throwing it at him. I whimper as I zip up the suitcase.
I hear my phone ring. Cameron and I both glance at my phone. We both charge for it, yet, he grabbed it first. He picked up the call with Sam.
"SAM! I'M COMING DOWN! DON'T LEAVE!" I yell as loud as a human could as Cameron gave him multiple threats.
I grab my suitcase and my phone charger. I grab my wallet and backpack as well, exiting my room.
I went down the stairs, my suitcase bumping down the stairs. I look out of the window, seeing Sam still in the driveway. I walk out, rolling my suitcase. He hopped out, placing it into his car.
