Freshman Year

Chapter Eleven

   "Who's at the door Cam Cam?" Granny said, coming from upstairs.

I couldn't say anything, I was still astonished. I stepped aside so she can open the door.

"Yes. What are you doing here? How may I help you?"

"I wanted to see Camryn." I heard his deep voice say. That one little sentence gave me chills.

"For what?"

"I haven't had the chance to talk to her in the way I wanted to and I haven't seen her in a while."

"So, you chose to come at 9:00 at night. On a school night at that."

"I was just in the neighborhood. Can you open the door please?"

Granny moved over and opened the door wider.

There. He stood there. Smiling.

"What do you want? How did you know I lived here? What are you? A fucking stalker?" I yelled.

Granny gasped. "Camryn!"

"Sorry granny."

"I just wanted to see you. Can I talk to her in private?" He said, looking at granny.

"I'll go in the kitchen." Then she left. Oh gosh... Why would she leave me?  I thought.

He walked all the way in and closed the door.

I started praying in my head.

"Hi Camryn." He winked.

When he did that, I looked around for a weapon. If he try anything, I'll hit him across the head with this lamp. I thought.

"I've missed you. You've gotten so big." He said, walking closer.

"But what do you want?"

"You." He winked again, and started walking even closer.

"Back up. I'll spit in your face." I shrieked.

He had me cornered. I couldn't go anywhere.

He was so close to my face that I could feel his breath.

"So. You're telling me, you don't miss me?" He said, grabbing my hand.

"No, get away!" I yelled.

I thought Granny would be able to hear me but, apparently, she didn't. 

He started rubbing my arm. I started crying.

"What's wrong baby girl?"

I spat right in his eye. That didn't stop him.

"Oh. You turned feisty. Stop crying, I'm here for you." He said, and he leaned in to kiss me.

Nooo. Not again!