19 year old Cambridge Cruz funny, beautiful, and full of life. Well that's what she looks like on the outside. She has a dark past of self harm that has left her life hanging on the edge. When her relationship with Shawn Mendes starts to go up in sm...
Cambridge's P.O.V. I wake up to a shirtless Shawn his chest rising and falling. We've really been trying. I'm so excited Shawn is taking me on a surprise date tonight. I can't wait. I've asked everyone if they know and if they won't tell me I ask for hints. They all refuse. I'm dying to know what we are doing, and what should I be wearing? Ahhh the excitement is getting the best of me. I'm sitting at the table eating a lunch Shawn has made. It's amazing. We're having grilled buffalo chicken sandwiches with a house salad. He gets up and kisses my forehead. "I'll see you later Cam. I have get to a meeting with the producer on my album. You should check out the surprise I left for you on the bed." He kisses me again this time on my mouth and I can feel him bite my lip and pull back with it between his teeth. A soft moan escapes my throat. He smiles with my lip still attached to him. He releases and pecks my lips. "Bye babe see you later." Before I know it Shawn has left. I finish up lunch and head to the room.
There are a couple things I find on the bed. A beautiful rose colored dress, some beautiful and perfectly matched heels, and silver assorted accessories. The last item I find on our bed is an envelope with a wax seal. I'm so curious as what it says.
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In the letter Shawn informs me we are going to on a date tonight with a surprise and a surprise destination. It says to wear the items on the bed and be ready by eight o'clock. I smile to myself and get ready to leave. I have planned a very long overdue trip. The prison... I want to confront Kostia. I haven't said anything to Shawn because I know he'll lose his mind if he knew. I love home but this is something I need to do. I need to confront the woman who tried to end my life and had someone try to degrade my image.
Four hours of wasted time later... I got nowhere with her I spent an hour trying to pry answers out of Kostia and all I got were taunts that really just annoying. She did ask about Nash and my siblings answers to which I did not give. Why should I? Give her the satisfaction nope not today. When I left I got home in time to get ready to go on my surprise date with Shawn.
Shawn shows up at eight sharp and I get in the car. We arrive at a building with no sign giving it a name. We are seated at a booth in a corner with a candle in the center and flower shaped cloth napkin. It was absolutely beautiful. We sit and get our food ordered then we sit and talk. He asks about my day... yikes. I lied and said I went out and just drove through the city. Then I went to swim in our favorite lake that was quiet and weirdly empty of the normal amount of people it usually has. He went to the studio and pumped out a couple of his newest songs. Everything was going great until he got a phone call. A phone call that changed everything for the worst.
The caller I.D. read Nash. That was a problem he chose to answer my brother and the fact he picked up the phone in the first place. But I let it go because he's my brother and he is sometimes forgetful. But when he comes back he looks angry hurt almost. That's when he informs me that Nash called to tell him that I had visited Kostia and that he can't believe I would be that "reckless." "Call me crazy but going to see the one person who has tried to kill you and sent a person to sexually assault you isn't exactly the best idea. Cam if you're going to go down that path I honestly don't think we can be together anymore. I think we need to take a break, because I can't do this anymore!" I stand up appalled that this little adventure of mine was his breaking point.
Crying I look directly into his eyes and say, "fine, if that's really how you feel I'll be out of the house by the time you get home. Goodbye Shawn!" With that I drop a couple twenties on the table and walk out. I can hear him calling after me but I keep going. I jump in an Uber and give them the address. When I get home I pack a couple suitcases and a duffle bag, get back in the Uber, and head to my brother's home. Except this time it's not a Grier home I'm running to. It's a brother until three years ago I didn't even know I had. Nicholas Sorrentino is his name and I have to book a flight to Bear Valley, New York just to get there.
