Ever since the interview, I have been walking through the motions of normal life. I wake up, eat, go to Descanso, go home, sleep. Repeat. Nothing breaks through to my conscious, nothing calms me, nothing makes me happy. I pushed back my coffee time with John because seeing him reminds me of my time with Benedict. Harper does her best to console me, but she is busy with her job and can't do much to help me. Finally, I decide to call him. My hands shake as I dial his number. It goes through three rings before he finally picks up.
"Hello Campbell. How are you?" He says stiffly into the phone. My breath catches in my throat before I say anything.
"H-h-hi Benedict," I squeak out. "I'm doing well, how about you?"
"Fine. What can I do for you?" He replies just as stiffly as before.
"I just called to talk. You were there, the day Christian came in."
"Of course I was. I watched you kiss him!"
"And that's where you got it wrong. I didn't kiss him. He kiss me. He came into the shop and I greeted him with a hug. He then started saying how he missed me and still loved me. I told him I had a boyfriend whom I love dearly. He tried to make a move but I stopped him. I told him how I felt about my relationship with you and my relationship with him. He just made a move on me. I tried to get him off of me, but he kept at it." I finish quietly, reliving that awful experience.
"So? He kept at it! Did you stop when you heard me? Dammit, Campbell! I came all the way to Maine to surprise you! And what do I get? You, kissing someone else? Christ, I love you! With all my heart. It tore me to shreds when I left. My greatest fear was that you would find someone else. Turns out I was right."
His words feel like hammer to my heart. There is so much I want to say to him. "You called me Campbell," is all I manage.
He lets out a sigh into the phone and says nothing.
"Benedict, every time that dick tried to do something to me, I told him I had a boyfriend who I love! Who means the world to me! Who I thought of every passing minute! Who I wanted to be with forever! He made a move on me and I tried to get him off of me. I don't know what you saw, but I was not kissing him back. I felt no spark when he held me! Nothing! I was repulsed by him if nothing else!" I shout into the phone. "I watched your stupid interview with Conan. How you said we weren't going to be together anymore! How could you say that? I lost my virginity to you! I was saving myself for marriage and I gave it up for you because I knew you were someone special. That we would last. I wanted nothing more than for us to grow old and cynical at the world together! You know what happened when I went on Twitter after the interview? I had millions of hate tweets sent to me. Saying how I must have faked cancer for you to fall in love with me. Many of them said they hoped I died of cancer, soon! It was one of the worst things that has ever happened to me! How can you not believe me that I didn't feel anything for Christian and I only love you? What can I do to convince you?"
There is a long pause in the other end.
"Benedict?" I call into the phone.
"You were a virgin?" He asks quietly.
"Yes! I don't do it with everyone who enters the teahouse doors!" I reply haughtily.
"Wow. I wasn't," he says quietly.
I let out an exasperated sigh. " I don't care! It doesn't make any difference to me! I'm not one of those crazy girls who can't deal with the fact that her boyfriend had someone else."
"That shirt wasn't a gift from my mother," Benedict says from the other end.
"What the hell are you talking about?"
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Moonstruck (benedict Cumberbatch fanfic)
RomantizmThis is my story. This is how I meet the love of my life. I didn't expect him, nor did he expect me. One day I am just a lonely cancer patient, hoping on a star to one day meet this famous actor who saved my life. The next, I am the tabloid cover, t...