Temptation

Chapter 50

I opened my eyes to the all too familiar four white walls. My room. My eyes blinked rapidly trying to regain the memory of the last couple of hours. I ended up going to the hospital after all, and not only were six stitches what I got but a terrible date too. A night full of realization and a night full of a disaster. Tonight I realized I was in love with someone, but my heart also still loved someone else. When I watched movies, it always seemed so easy to make decisions between the two lovers and the protagonist. But at the moment, things didn't feel so easy. In fact, I felt extremely uneasy about a lot of things in my life, but the only thing I wasn't unsure about was him, it was Cameron. I think I knew that all along, my heart had just been torn with Shawn because of our history together. If in the midst of this storm, Cameron was the only person I could think of turning to, he had to be the one I wanted. The one I desired. I turned to my right searching for Cameron's body next to me, but an empty spot in the bed was what I found instead.

My heart skipped a beat, a feeling of sadness from his absence. I stood up rapidly, from the looks of my balcony window it was still night time, the sky was dark, but not so pitch black to the point where you couldn't see the stars peeking through. My alarm clock indicated it was 3:54am. Where could he have gone out to? I couldn't help the panic in my chest, the blood in my body turn stone cold as the thought of him being at risk-filled my thoughts. I couldn't help but feel overprotective of him, even though I knew he could take care of himself. I reached into the pockets of my purse to look for my phone, it wasn't there. I reached under my pillows, around the bed... still not there. The room was pitch black, and the only place where the light came from was the balcony... The balcony!

I walked towards the window and in a matter of two steps, I opened the door rapidly. And there he sat, his face in between is hands, three empty bottles of beer sat at the table next to him. Both relief and fear filled my body.

"Hey," I whispered. "what are you doing out here, it's 4am, you should be in bed by now."

He didn't look up. It was as if I hadn't even spoken.

"Cam?" I walked towards him. "Hey, are you okay?" I touched his shoulder, making him finally look at me. Bloodshot eyes were what faced me and I couldn't help take a step back in confusion.

He pulled something out of his pocket, he fiddled with it until he found what he needed. My phone. My breath hitched, a loud gasp escaping my lips.

"I don't know, you tell me, Alice?" He bit his lower lip trembled in anger and he bit it down to keep it from moving.

"What am I looking at?" I looked at him when saying this, but I knew what I was looking at, and I knew what he saw.

"I saw the fucking messages, Alice!" He spoke up, his voice rusty and deep.

It was unvitable. He was gonna find out the truth, it didn't matter if I would have deleted the messages. The truth is always revealed. Yet somehow I couldn't bring myself to accepting this to him. "Cameron, it's not what you think it is. It's not like that." I voiced softly.

I held my breath prepared for his bitter scream and words, but instead, he said, "Really? Because I think you're still in love with your childhood crush" His words echoed in the wind.

"What?" I gulped. The surprise met in my face was evident. But it shouldn't have been because he knows me well, too well. I should have seen this coming.

I knew that I needed to come clean. I tried to stay calm in the midst of this misunderstanding, but he wasn't making it easy.

"I've been sitting here for three hours trying to put the pieces all together and it all makes sense now. The sneaky phone calls, the way you turn to him for everything.... You never fell out of love with your childhood crush; you still love him!" He booms, his words were slurred but firm.