All My Doubts; Minecraftfinest (MCfinest) FanFiction

CH27: Make Me Smile

The sudden noise of a screeching car was scratching at my ears, the bright and startling lights blinding me.

"Camille?" The voice anxiously beams from the driver's seat, "is that--holy shit--"

I hear them jam open the door of the car, as my red and puffy eyes try to recognize the familiar face.

"Come here," they warmly embrace me into a hug, setting a hand on my lower back and picking me up into the passenger seat of their car.

Gradually, my eyes open, setting themselves on the man who had saved me. Mitch.

I smile at the sight of him determined to drive me home safely, slowly noticing my eyes drooping shut again.

Mitch glances over at me, his concerned look fading once he realized my body was both physically and mentally numb from staying outside in the cold for too long.

"Camille--" he pauses, his eyes displaying pain, pushing all his other emotions aside, as he parks the car in a driveway.

He reaches his arms out to me, trying to save me from sliding off the seat.

"I like the way you say my name," I smile gently, before shutting my eyes.

Mitch pressed his lips together tightly, clenching his jaw.

"You hang on," he ordered, his words sounding choked.

Mitch's arms went under my knees and behind my back, as he stood effortlessly and carried me out of the car.

I try opening my eyes, but they were getting heavier by the second. It was getting harder to think, and soon enough I heard his mumbling instead of actual words.

The only clear sound was the constant beating of my heart.

♡ ♡ ♡

The beaming sun seeping through the blinds slowly woke me up.

Immediately, I turn around to the opposite side of the unfamiliar bed I slept in. The space was empty.

With sleepy eyes, I roll out of bed and tug at the end of the sweater I was wearing. This wasn't mine?

I looked down at my appearance, confusedly furrowing my brows at the sight. I was wearing a knit black sweater and a guy's pair of sweats. Did someone change me out of my dress while I was sleeping?

I slowly made my way down the hallway and once I reached the stairs, it hit me. I was in the TeamCrafted house.

"Hello?" I called, my hands grasping the frigid railing of the stairs.

"I'm in here."

I sprinted down the steps, fumbling into the kitchen where Mitch stood in front of the stove, pan in hand.

"Mitch?" I say, confused as to how I got here and why I was wearing these clothes.

But as my eyes swept over the polka-dotted dress in the corner of the room, everything became clear to me.

The party. Max cheated on me. I fell asleep on the side of the road. Mitch probably found me and took me here, and--

"Camille?" Mitch's voice sounded tense and worried, "are you okay?"

I uneasily bite my lip, trying to hold back the tears that were craving to be let loose.

Mitch's face softened. He gracefully put the pan down and walked up to me.

"It's alright," he says softly, wrapping his arms around me.

"He cheated on me," the words coming out from me unexpectedly and as a whisper.

Mitch held me tighter, looking down upon my fragile body.

I let the tears fall on his shoulder, as I weep in heartbroken pain.

Mitch led me to the couch, where he set me down. I curled my body up, the warmth of a newly washed blanket covering me.

"Thank you," I say, my watering eyes gleaming at Mitch.

"I'm making pancakes," he replies, forcing a smile.

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"I know what'll cheer you up," Mitch grinned, poking my cheek playfully.

I wiped the remaining tears from my face with the sleeve of my sweater, "how?"

"You can play hunger games with BajanCanadian," he exclaimed excitedly, plopping down beside me on the couch.

"Aren't you BajanCanadian?" I mourn, taking a another bite out of the stack of strawberry pancakes lying in front of me.

"Yes, and you're a lucky girl for someone like me, giving you an offer like that."

I let out a small giggle, "okay, but I don't know how to play minecraft."

Mitch's eyes widen at my reaction, "did you just laugh?"

"Yes I did," I smile, grateful that Mitch was here to cheer me up.

"I'll teach you, it's simple," Mitch returned the smile, leading me to the computer and setting me down.