Chapter 18

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Camille:
"Have you and Abel talked since last night?"

"Nope. I don't even know what he would have to say, or what I would say to him."

"Do you still wanna be with him?"

"I don't know... I was mad but now I'm not really sure how I feel."

"Honestly, I don't think you should...I don't even know why you tried in the first place. Like first you hated him, then you guys were okay, then you loved him for like a week. Now you hate him again?"

"Bitch you're why I tried in the first place! You started all this remember?"

"I know...but now I just think you should stop trying to work things out with him...I don't wanna see you get hurt again."

I sighed heavy. "I'll-"

A knock on the door interrupted me. When I got up to answer it, Abel was standing there. As soon as I saw him I became angry again and just wanted to slam the door in his fucking face.

"What are you doing here?"

"You said I could come over last night."

"You didn't think that offer was off the table once I saw you leaving the club with barbie?"

"I know it looked really...bad but if you let me in I can explain."

I rolled my eyes and moved to the side to let him in.

"Guess it's time for me to leave." Tia hopped up. "I'll call you later."

I sighed as Abel and I sat across from each other at the table.

Abel:
Cami was staring at me, waiting for me to talk but I couldn't think of what to say and my hangover wasn't helping at all.

"Um..." I sighed heavy. "I know you're probably pissed about last night but nothing happened between me and that girl."

"I don't believe that."

"The guys wanted me to go out 'cause I was sitting at home still upset about what happened in LA. So I went and got fucked up and yeah I was about to leave with that chick but then I saw you. And I couldn't do that to you, so I told her to go but she didn't listen."

I waited for her to say something but she didn't.

"And you have no idea how stupid I feel about what happened in LA. I shouldn't have even thought about that."

"If you love me as much as you say you do, you shouldn't have even let Sal bring her there."

"I wasn't thinking, I'm sorry."

"You know, it was hard for me to believe you before and it's just even worse now."

"I'm being as honest-"

"I don't think this is gonna work."

"What do you mean?"

"I'm not willing to keep letting myself get hurt over someone that isn't a hundred percent invested in our relationship."

"I am."

"No, you're not. And you're not going to be any time soon, you're too tied up in your Bella situation."

"Bella and I are over. We've been over I don't want anything to do with her."

"I don't believe you Abel! Last time you said that she showed up at our hotel in Los fucking Angeles and I had to fight the bitch!" Her eyes were starting to water.

"I know, but this time I'm for real. Okay? No Bella, or getting fucked up at the club, no crazy shit. I'm serious."

She shook her head.

"Then just tell me, what do you want me to do?"

She wiped the tears from her eyes. "Nothing. I think...we should see other people. Maybe we can try again...but not for a while."

There was no point in me saying anything else 'cause I'd probably just make the situation worse. So instead I just nodded and got up to leave.

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