i woke up to the sound of my phone chiming.
somehow, grayson was still asleep, even though my phone's volume was on the highest setting. his arms were loosely wrapped around my body, and he was snoring softly.
my phone ended up being buried under the covers, i tried not to make too much movement as i retrieved it.
the first thing i did was turn my phone on silent. i looked over my shoulder to check on grayson, who was still sleeping peacefully. thank god.
i was about to use my touch id to unlock my phone, but something caught my eye. i had a bunch of missed texts and calls. some of them were from my mom, some were from cece and jacob, but most of them were from max and an unknown number.
my breath hitched in my throat as i scrolled through each of the messages. i ignored max's messages, and went straight to jacob's.
j:
cami. something bad happened.
j:
get your stuff n come to the dolan's.
j:
forget your stuff.
bring grayson with you. hurry.
i turned to face grayson, and cupped his face with my hands. "baby, wake up."
his eyes opened slowly, he immediately brought his palms to his eyes. "mimi, what's wrong? you- you aren't hurt, are you?"
"i have no idea what's going on, but jacob told me that we have to go to your house... right now," i pushed the covers back, and threw on grayson's space camp sweatshirt.
grayson was wide awake, now. "is this about what happened earlier? i'm worried about you."
i got my black converse out of my closet, and tied them quickly. "i'm fine, g. we need to go, though."
he moved the covers away, i picked up his discarded clothing, and handed them to him.
i was about to turn around, but he grabbed me by my waist.
"you know that you can tell me anything, right?" he placed a tender kiss on my nose, before pulling his his white t-shirt over his head, and sliding on his adidas sweats.
i took his hand, and gave him a half smile. "i know, i love you. now let's go, lover boy."
when we got to the dolan household, we were greeted by ethan. he led us upstairs, and took us to cameron's room.
arielle was glaring at ethan, cece and jacob were sitting somewhat far apart on cameron's bed, looking uneasy.
"what's going on?" i cringed at how tiny and mousy my voice sounded. i was doing an awful job at camouflaging my discomfort.
grayson slid his arm around my waist, and took a seat on the hardwood floor, next to the bed. "come here."
without even thinking, i sat in grayson's lap. i relaxed a little when he started playing with my hair. "jacob?"
he sighed in defeat, and held his hand out. "give me your phone. you haven't seen the texts from mom or max, have you?"
i hesitated, and kept a firm grip on my phone. i really didn't want to give my stepbrother my phone.
he kept his hand out though, i quickly gave in. "why are you taking my phone?"
cece crossed, then uncrossed her legs. "max knows that we know about him and your mom. he texted jacob, and told him a few things."
grayson stopped playing with my hair. "did you just say... what the fuck is max doing with mimi's mom?"
everybody's eyes widened.
"jesus, gray," ethan murmured.
i sighed, and ran a hand through grayson's hair. some parts of his hair were sticking straight in the air, probably from sleeping.
arielle groaned. "max is piping my stepmom."
jacob buried his head in his hands. "do you even hear yourself when you speak? go sit in the corner, demon seed."
she threw her hands in the air, and walked over to one of the corners in the room. "fine, are you happy now?"
he shook his head. "shut up, and face the wall." jacob unlocked my phone and scrolled through it, before freezing up. "cami, he's threatening your mom. he's threatening you too, this is fucking insane. the little bitch is saying that he'll expose your mom if you don't let him and his friends run a train on you."
grayson wrapped his arms around me, and held me tight. "a train? what is that supposed to mean?"
ethan crouched down next to us, and faced grayson. "he and his friends want to take turns fucking camila."
i couldn't find anything to say. this situation had been brought to my attention only a few hours ago, and now it had blown up in my face.
grayson ran his fingers through my ponytail, before gently grabbing onto the end of it. "he's not fucking touching her. none of his friends are touching her, either."
jacob scrolled through the my phone again, before dropping it on the floor. at this point, i wasn't even concerned about having a potentially cracked screen.
cece pulled her legs to her chest, and gave jacob a confused look. "what just happened, j?"
he looked like he was about to be sick. "this just keeps getting worse. he sent you a video of him and your mom, it's a sextape. he's claiming that he's your dad's wife's son, as well. basically, if he doesn't get what he wants, then by default you're going to have to live with your dad. your mom will probably be sentenced, too. i have no idea what to do."
i could feel my emotions starting to fade, and wither away. "okay, so what else did that asshole say?"
grayson placed warm kisses on my cold skin, i was glad that i had him. i was past angry, but he was calming me down, somehow.
cece picked up the phone, i watched as her eyes focused on the text, and moved from side to side. "your dad obviously already knows about this, but your stepdad doesn't. he's going to send the tape, after the press comes to the house."
my eyes widened. "what press? what the fuck?"
cece sighed, and placed my phone next to her, face down. "your dad is in the law field, and he represents celebrities. this situation is making its way into the news, camila."
i couldn't think about anything, except for the fact that my mom had completely ruined her life, and her family's life as well. i was extremely disgusted by the fact that she had sex with one of my classmates, and cheated on an amazing man.
as i rested my head on grayson's chest that night, i thought about how i had been lied to, my entire life. i always thought that my mom was pure, that she could do no wrong. i never thought that she could be capable of doing something like this.
"this isn't your fault, princess," grayson covered my skin with kisses, which i loved.
i exhaled loudly, and focused on his hands. "i know, i'm not mad at myself. i'm mad at her, max, my dad..."
he took my hair out of its tight ponytail, and fluffed it out. "y-you deserve to have better people in your life."
i looked up at him, and gave him a kiss. "i agree, but i have you, don't i? you're the best person i know."
"we have each other, mimi. even if the time comes when you don't... when you don't want me around, i'm still going to be here, waiting for you."
a/n: things are getting dramatic!!
