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Lucy's pov

I want him to stop.

I can't let this go on any longer.

But I'm scared to say anything.

"Stop." I begged

"No." He stated while continuing to kiss me.

"Please." I pleaded as tears rolled down my cheeks. He pulled away from me then Cameron came barging into the door.

Anger washed over his face once he saw what was going on. He was about to leave until he saw my tears and he silently walked over to Jake. He ripped Jake off of me and punched him in the face.

"I'm giving u thirty seconds to get the hell out of here." Cameron said angrily. Jake did as he was told and left.

I curled up in the bed sheets and cried. I felt a dip in the other side of the bed. Cameron wrapped his arms around me but I pushed him away.

"Cameron I need to be alone." I whispered not really wanting to be alone but just to be left untouched

"Oh, ok." He replied and got up to leave.

"Wait." I began to say ,"Don't leave." I said and a smile crept up in his face. We looked at each other for a while deciding what to say next and I broke it.

"I'm sad." I began to say and he walked closer to the bed I was laying in and sat on the edge.

"You'll be alright Lucy, I'm here for you." Cameron stated as he began to run my back, soothing me.

"I just don't understand what would drive a person to do something like that." I said

"Maybe he's just confused, or mentally ill." Cameron suggested

"Maybe." I replied then I laid there beginning to fall asleep.

~later that day~

I woke up in the middle of the day thinking it was morning, but it wasn't. I hopped out of the bed Cameron left me in and went to the living room to watch Netflix when I found Cameron passed out on the couch.

"Scoot over fat ass." I asked while moving his feet and waking him up. He looked at me and left as I turned on the TV. We watched 16 candles and The Breakfast Club (two of the greatest films to ever exist) and Cameron hated it.

He didn't really enjoy 1980s rom coms but I don't care about his opinion at this point. Whatever Lucy says goes, and yes I know I said that in third person but what ever.

What's left of that day we spent on the couch stuffing our faces with crap and playing on our phones while watching movies.

It seemed to be a pretty great day all until I got a call.

"Mailey, what's up?" I asked as I answered the phone

"Lucy something's wrong...." she began to say

"Well what is it?" I wondered , "Mailey you still there?" I got no answer and I was freaking out.

What is she talking about?

And where the hell is she?

Uh oh what happened????

Guess you'll have to wait to find out☺️
Sorry I haven't updated in din a while it's just I've had writers block and a lot of stuff has happened in the past few days so I needed to get away,

But I'm back now!!!! (Yay!)

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