Tutoring the Bad Boy: Revenge

Chapter 6

Cameron's POV

I just sit there motionless. I don't know what to say or do. My whole world as been turned into a mess. I've never seem my mother and father break down so hard.

The only other time was when Nick was in a wreck when he first got his bike. "Hey Cam you alright?" Peyton asks me. I blink a few times before people come into focus.

Mom and dad are talking to the police. "Um Yeah I just need. I need some air." I quickly stand up and run out of the house.

I don't know when I stop but I think I'm in front of mom and Dad's old highschool. I stop and take a deep breath. The fresh air burns my lungs like a cold slap to the face. I lean up against the school and check my phone.

"Great it's dead." I mumble to myself before shoving it back in my pocket. I lean agaist the building. "Hey Cameron!" I,turn around and see Tyler. I give him a small wave.

"Your mom's worried about you." He says when he gets closer. "Okay, sorry I just couldn't stay in there. I just-" "freaked out?" I nod. "You ran for a couple of miles come on let me take you home." He says nodding back towards the bike.

"Um do you think we could stay out for awhile longer." He laughs and rubs the back if his neck. "I'll txt her and tell her I have you."
I get on the back of his bike and wrap my arms around him.

"Where ya want to go?" "I don't know some place quiet." Tyler nods. "I got the perfect place." He starts up the bike and we pull out of the parking lot.

The air feels good against my skin. We stop at a little empty clearing. "Quiet enough?" I nod and laugh. "Yeah it's beautiful."

It's breezy and I feel the goose bumps pop up on my arms. "Cold?" I nod. "Yeah I'll be fine though." He chuckles and I feel his warm biker jacket slide over my shoulders.

I blush. "Thanks." He nods. "No problem." He pulls a pack of cigarettes out of he pockets, lights one and sticks it in between his lips. "You smoke?" He shrugs. "Sometimes it just depends."

"My brother?" "He's done it once, stress. We're 18 so it's legal." I nod. "That's true." "Your probably so good you've never done anything bad in your life." I roll my eyes. "You know nothing Tyler."

"Not true. Your just like your mom Mrs.Perfect." I laugh. "I'm anything but perfect." "Prove it." "Alright, I stay up till 2am studying some nights, I drink coffee all day, my life is falling apart at the seems right now. I'm not perfect Tyler no one is."

"That's true. But you've never done anything bad." I roll my eyes. "Light me one." I say. He raises and eyebrow and lights one for me.

"How do you know how to do that?" I laugh before coughing. "Parties." I take a few more hits off the cigarette before putting it out in the grass. "I never got into it." I say with a shrug.

"I guess we should get back." I hand him back his jacket.

As soon as I walk in the door Mom and dad tackle me in a hug. "Next time warn us." Dad says kissing my head. I laugh. "Okay I will."

I notice there's no more glass on the floor and the windows fixed. "Thanks for getting her." Mom says hugging Tyler. I nod. "Thanks."  I tell him. I walk upstairs and I knock on Nick's door.

"Hey." He says as I open it. "Hey." I sit on the other end of his bed. "What's up?" He asks. I,can tell he's kinda confused we haven't talked unless it was an argument.

"Not my world because it's upside down right now." I say. He chuckles. "Yeah same. Do you feel better?" I shake my head.

"Not really. I'm scared mom said he knows people. And I just want all of this to be over." I start balling. I feel the bed shift and Nick moves so he can hug me tight.

The one good thing about siblings there always needed to comfort you when needed. "You can't think like that now okay. Focus on living your life Mom and Dad said they would keep things away from us."

"Okay but I still get worried." He pulls away and I wipe my eyes. "I know Cam, I do to. I swear if he comes to our house he's going to have to get through Dad and me before he ever gets to mom and you I swear."

I give him a weak smile. "Thanks I'm going to take a nap." He nods. I walk into my room and pass out on my bed.