He Ate My Heart..

Chapter Eleven: What awaits us?

My soft snores vibrated the pillow I had my face buried in, I was completely dead to the world. Suddenly an aroma swelled up my nostrils and my eyes quickly fluttered open. There Camden was at the door , standing with a tray from room service with only his American Eagle boxers on and his bare chest that were eye candy to my pupils.

"Did I wake you up?" He said closing the door behind him.

I shook my head and sat up in the bed, letting the covers expose my breast. Realizing that I was naked I consciously pulled the covers over my shoulders with wide eyes.

He laughed while walking over with the plate of breakfast food and sets it on the sheets that hides me.

I examined his lean frame,"thank you baby"

He sits down on the edge of the bed and leans his body over to my side and plants a soft kiss on my frozen lips. My body heat rises.

"I just want you to have your energy so eat up while I'm in the shower." He said taking off his socks. And then setting my orange juice on the nightstand beside me.

I glanced on the plate set under me. Fluffy pancakes smothered in butter with the fluffy peppered scrambled eggs to compliment it. And don't forget the sizzling, thick bacon that oozed on the far side of the plate. I could of sworn I was drooling out the Corner of my mouth.

I waited for Camden to get up and walk into the bathroom with his change of clothes and towelettes, and when he did , I demolished that plate. Gulping down the orange juice , I wiped the corners of my mouth; I really needed that. It's like i was dehydrated. Of Course, Camden practically almost killed me last night.

Killed.

The word sent ripples throughout my thoughts. I slowly stepped out of the bed and felt the smooth carpet fur slide through my toes. Walking over to the same dresser from last night , I blushed and looked up at the mirror at myself. But then my heart dropped into my stomach. Blood oozed from my mouth and throat , but I could not feel it. I screamed bloody murder at the top of my lungs and repeatedly began to claw at my own jaw. Hearing my distress, Camden rushed out the bathroom in nothing but a dry towel and runs over to me.

"Babe what's wrong?" He grabs me by my shoulders as I close my eyes tight while visions flashed in my pupils.

My body shook violently as his hands touched my skin.

"Open your eyes!"

I opened , still facing the mirror , staring at myself once more. All I saw was tears that fell on my cheeks; no blood anywhere. My trembling hand slowly raised to my neck in disbelief. My nostrils flared from my harsh breathing.

Camden immediately turned me towards him and pulled me close so that my face was buried in his semi-damp chest.

"I'm here baby, calm down okay, I got you." He rubbed my bare back as I was in his arms.

I was breathing so hard that I was practically breathing in and eating my own hair.

He closes my side, the passenger side door of his car and walks over to the driver side. I sat there wrapped in a small blanket with my hair in a tight, neat bun. As he got in, I could smell his memorizing cologne that smelled of grounded cinnamon. I slowly rested my head on the window, closing my eyes tightly to keep the tears from flowing.

He looks over at me and notices.

"I know you're scared Khelie. But we are going to get your things, you can't stay there and I'm afraid to leave you somewhere alone."

"I understand." I say quickly, to keep him from throwing reality into my face.

He caught on to my rushing to make him stop and seemed hurt, but said nothing and cranked up his car.

I could feel the car pull out and start moving but I had no interest in looking out the window. I am scared, what if Taylor is waiting at the apartment for me? Or even worse , what if Lionel is the one...

I immediately reached over and touched Camden's knuckles that were on the steering wheel. He looks over at me surprised and lowered his hand so that it held mine.

"I'm scared baby, what if they are there"

"They?" he said looking back at me and then back at the road," I thought we were only worried about your friend?"

"I know but," I bit my bottom lip, " I think he had something to do with it."

His eyes sparkled as he caught on and he squeezed my hand.

"I have a gun just in case." he said in a low tone but I heard him loud.

Would I be able to see Taylor die again? Even though she was no longer the Taylor she was but now a person eating monster? And Lionel, would I.. what am I saying, I should have no remorse for him. He is the one who started all this bullshit! He didn't save us, he didn't save her, all he did was curse her for the rest of her life! But who am I to rage, if she is who she is now.. There's no telling how worse Lionell will be. Or even worse..

I glance over at Camden who was driving with his eyes planted on the road, his hands gripped around the wheel so tight that his knuckles are Snow White.

I wouldn't be able to live if something happened to Camden because of our situation, I respect that he is helping but I can't have him involved. But what am I suppose to do? I can not survive alone.

Camden stops at a stop light and mutters, "One more turn and we're there."

My heart beat escalates and I could feel it climb up my throat but I choke it back, what awaits us there?

We were soon walking up the apartment stairs , my heart is ready to jump out of my throat. I couldn't take the suspicion. We made it to the top , stopping Camden takes out his gun from his pocket. Slowly, he puts his hand on the doorknob. Gathering hisself , he sighs, I forgot how stressful this is to him too. Then he slings the unlocked door open and I look in , then my eyes grow wide with terror.