Love has never felt like this

Chapter 23!

***Cammie'sPoV***

It's 2Pm and I've not long landed in Pittsburgh. I flew here to surprise my mom for her birthday, she loved seeing me and gave me a massive hug. Shannon has gone to Dallas to spend time with her family too, and she's going to fly out here in a few days so it isn't that long that I have to go without her. I swear she's like a drug to me, I'm so addicted and no amount of rehab is going to help. If I didn't have Shan I don't know where I'd be in life right now, she's just so perfect and she makes me a better person. To think that someday soon I'm going to be married to her just.. Makes me incredibly happy. She's my entire world. My dad and I are currently out grocery shopping as my family are having a little get together later on this evening. I felt a buzz from my back pocket, I got out my phone and saw the message from Shannon.

"Hey babe, just spending time with my mom. I hope you're having a good time and I miss you princess!"
"I miss you too, baby! I don't know how I'm going to survive without you!" I replied.

My dad and I paid for the groceries and we packed the car with what seemed like the million bags we had full of items. By the time we had gotten back to the house it was already 6. People were going to be arriving at 7 so I told my dad I was going to get ready and he agreed, mumbling something about last minute plans. I hopped in the shower and quickly washed my body and hair, then got out and dried my hair, placing on a knitted jumper and my black skinny jeans, applying my regular makeup, attempting to make myself look half decent. It was 6:45 when I had just stepped out of my bedroom and the doorbell rang.

"I got it!" I shouted to the rest of the family. I went and opened the door, greeting my aunt and uncle and many cousins.
"Hey guys come in!" And they did as said, they were all attempting to speak to me but it all just went over my head, all I could think about was Shan and the party she texted me telling me she was going to tonight.

***Shannon'sPoV***

I'm at this party, there's so many people but there's a good vibe. I promised Cammie I wouldn't drink much and like the good fiancée I am, I'm sticking to it. It doesn't matter that she isn't here, I owe it to her to be loyal to her wishes. I'm speaking with my friend from back in high school, when my son of a bitch ex comes over.

"Hey Shanny! What's new with your life" she slurs her words, making them barely understandable. She seemed to be very touchy-feely right now. I didn't like it.
"Well uhm not much, I'm engaged"
"Oh really, well how about one more little mess around before you make the worst decision of your life?"
"No thank you, I'm okay" I stepped back, pushing her hands away.
"Oh come on, I won't tell your little girlfriend it'll be our little secret"
She runs her finger down the middle of my abdomen.
"I love my fiancée" I emphasise the word fiancée but she doesn't seem to get it. She leans in, connecting our lips.
I instantly pull away, it just feels so gross.
"Do you not listen! I told you no! Now fuck off!" I slap her and walk away, leaving her holding her hand to her face.

The adrenaline was pumping through my veins, and only when I reached the front path of my childhood home did I feel the throbbing of my hand, I looked down and I had connected so hard with her face that I had cut my hand open, it was bleeding quite a bit. It was rather late but everybody in my family was still up talking. They noticed my face and then my mom spoke up.
"Shannon, sweetie what's wrong?"
"Nothing mom I don't want to talk about it."

My mom respects that I'm independent and she leaves the issue alone for now. I go into the bathroom, pulling out a first aid kit and wrapping my hand in a bandage. I'll have to keep changing it because the blood will soak the bandage. I know I have to tell Cam about this, I just wish I'd listened to her and not gone to the party. She said she had a feeling something bad was gonna happen and I just ignored her. I got up her contact name and held the phone to my ear.

"Shannon! Baby! It's late why're you calling now!"
Her beautiful, soothing voice boomed through the phone.
"Shannon? What's wrong?" Her tone changed to concerned and worried.
"My ex was at the party.. She.. She kissed me Cammie.."
"What? You.. You cheated on me? With your ex of all people who cheated on you a million times? What's wrong with you! You worthless piece of shit! I trusted you!" I heard her voice crack and it broke my heart.
"No! Cammie I didn't-" she cuts me off.

"FUCK!" I scream to myself. I didn't even cheat on her but I'm just so angry that everything keeps going wrong. I can feel my anger taking over and I look at my phone, seeing my wallpaper makes me see red and I throw my phone across the room, making it bounce off the wall and land on the floor. I instantly go to pick it up, it's completely smashed and won't turn on. Shit! Everything just keeps getting worse! The anger and adrenaline hit me again and I become very angry and annoyed at everything around me. I punch the wall in an attempt to calm myself down, I punch multiple times until there's blood on the wall and I break down into tears, sliding down the wall. Now I have a cut across my palm and my knuckles are all cut open too. And I can't even see if Cammie is messaging me or anything because I fucking broke my phone! What a shit show. I go back into my bathroom reapplying new bandages to the entirety of my hand. As I slam shut my bedroom door, I grab a bag from the closet and begin packing my clothes again. I was meant to be going to Pittsburgh in 4 days but I know Cammie won't listen to me unless I explain in person that I didn't actually cheat. I put my backpack on my back, grabbing my suitcase and heading downstairs, waiting for my uber.

"Shannon! What are you doing with all your stuff it's late! And you aren't meant to be leaving for another 4 days! And what the hell happened to your hand young lady!" My dad says, everybody rushing out to the hall where I'm stood looking like a deer in headlights.

"Um.. You're right I'm not meant to be leaving for another 4 days but Cammie and I had a massive fight and I know she isn't going to listen to me unless it's in person.. So.."
"Why did you fight? Just call her.."
"Because remember my ex? She kissed me. Cammie thought I cheated on her, like I would ever do that! I called her and told her but fuck she wouldn't listen! She cut me off and I got so pissed that I threw my phone at the wall, and now it looks like this.." I say pulling my phone out of my pocket, watching my family gasp, their jaws dropping simultaneously.

"Okay but what about your hand?" My mom interrupts.
"Well.. When my ex kissed me, I hit her which caused a cut to open up on my palm and then when I threw my phone, I punched the wall too so I made my knuckles hurt too.."

Just then I get a notification telling me the uber was outside.

"Gotta go, uber's here sorry.."

"Be safe Shannon.."

"I will, love you, bye"

I walk out the door and get in the uber.

"Hey, can you take me to the airport please?"

The uber driver does as asked and before long we're at the airport. I pay him and get out, walking up to the desk and getting a ticket for the next flight to Pittsburgh, 2 hours time.. Perfect. I go to Starbucks and get myself a coffee and something to eat to maintain my energy levels and make sure I stay awake. I look at my phone, wondering if Cammie is attempting to call me or anything... Before I know it they call for my flight and I get up, walking to the plane and boarding in my seat, hoping to get to Cammie as soon as possible and clean up this entire misunderstanding. I love my girl, I'd never cheat on her. I've been head over heels for her since the day we met. She's just so perfect and I can't lose her over something so stupid just when things were going good. I'll fight for Cam until the day I die. She's the only thing I really value in the world. I want to call her my wife. I want to have little Cammie's running around with the big Cammie. Someone once told me to live the dream, and I realised ever since Cammie came into my life that I was doing precisely that. My life isn't particularly perfect or interesting.. Or like a movie, not to outsiders.. But to me it's perfect because it really is like a movie love. Almost too perfect to be true. But it is true.. And that's why I can't dare to let her slip away from me again after we've been through so much, and fought so hard to get to where we are today. Camden Mary Allyse Scott is my one true love and I am damned if I ever let her go.