Me & Her [gxg] | NOT EDITED

Twenty-Four

I didn't know that you could run into so many familiar people in such a short time. Kinda cool, considering there are 7 billion people in the world.

I've been thinking about that a lot I guess. Just so many people I know.

As I sit here lonely on my bed.

It's been a about four days since Kacey and I's first visit to Lil' Jake's. And all four of those days we've gone either for a morning coffee or just to hang out.

Nelson is back at Kacey's. He's pretty much bed bound, but he's getting stronger each day. Kacey said that John's been over a few times or has picked Nelson up to go to his house. They're cute together.

Cameron's back home. But he's struggling getting back to the root of things. Don't know why. It's not like this hasn't happened before.

As for Nathan. Well he didn't end up really leaving the hospital that night. Reid told me that Hunter fell down the stairs in his house. The doctors thought he sprained his ankle at the beginning. But when they got the x-rays back it was a fracture. So Nathan went right back to the hospital with Hunter.

Ring! Ring! Ring!

I pick up my phone, it's Reid.

"Hey?" I say.

"Wow. Shauna, don't sound so surprised to talk to me," he jokes.

"Sorry," I say laughing a bit, "What do you need?"

"I actually just was calling to ask you why Cameron wasn't picking up his phone," he states.

"Oh, he's probably asleep. Ever since he's been home, he's been overworking himself," I sigh.

"Oh," he says.

"Sorry," I say.

"Nah, don't worry about it," he says.

"Well, bye. I guess," I say.

"Bye," he says.

I put my phone down.

"Shauna, I am not fucking overworking myself," I hear Cameron say from my doorway. He's with Reid. I didn't even know that Reid was here.

"Cam-"

"And I was sleeping because I took the wrong medication by accident," he states, cutting me off.

"Cameron," I say, "I can't believe you'd catfish me."

"And I can't believe that you think I can't take care of myself," he says and walks out.

"Sorry?" Reid asks. He's just awkwardly standing there in his long sleeve athletic shirt, black basketball shorts and Nike elites.

"I don't want to talk about it," I say, "Just go please."

He shrugs and walks out. I can't believe I really just fell for that. Jesus. I feel like a jerk.