game of a player-c.d

33.

rosie
sounds cliche but my heart dropped to my stomach. i looked forward into the dark and didn't say anything.

"rosie?" matt said.

i didn't answer. i didn't want to answer.

"rosie, it's okay. i'm here." he says pulling me into a hug.

i burst into tears as i cling onto his grey sweatshirt. after floods came down i stopped crying.

"i shouldn't be sad." i say.
"rosie, you have every right to be sad."
"no, i'm angry. and this anger isnt going to take it out on itself." i say before opening the car door and jumping out.

i start to storm to the front door with matt following behind me.

"where is he?" i ask.
"last time i saw him he was on the couch with brooke." matt says opening the door for me,"you ready?"
"yes." i say before walking into the mess of a party.

after walking and looking around he caught my eye. brooke was straddling him as they were having an intense make out session.

i turn around to matt and he gives me a reassuring look. it's okay, i can handle this.

"get the fuck off of him." i say as i pull brooke off of him.
cameron looked up at me,"rosie! you came." he slurred because he was clearly intoxicated  as he stood up to hug me.
"fuck off." i shout as i slap him across the face.
"woah, sorry! i was just trying to have a good time bitch." he says pulling brooke off the ground.
"bitch? cameron what the fuck is up with you?" i say pushing him back down to the couch, causing him to drop brooke on the floor again.
"what? i had a few drinks and was getting down with that chick." he says.
"cameron, what are we? i fucki-" i was stopped by matt.

"rosie? are you sure you want to say this." he asks before i nod and turn back around to cameron.

"i fucking love you cameron. this wasn't my plan but i do cameron." i turn around to everyone,"i love cameron dallas and nobody can stop that!" i shout.
cameron stands up from the couch and silently looks at me,"ha! you lost the game. i win, you loose! i knew you loved me, i just wanted to hear you say it."
"what the fuck?" i shout.

he didn't respond.

"you're clearly intoxicated, you don't mean what you're saying." i say, reassuring myself.
"i mean everything i say babygirl." he slurs.

those words hit me. no 'i love you', no 'i feel the same way'.

i shook my head and pushed past matt, running outside. i ran over to the closest grass patch and threw up, making me feel even more sick because i didn't eat anything the whole day.

i turn to look back into the house to see matt shouting words that i couldn't seem to comprehend. my mind was a mosh pit.

"rosie! where are you?" i heard matt calling.

i flop to the ground and lay there staring at the sky. i feel tears roll down the sides of my face. the noise slowly faded out and all i could hear was the sound of my heartbeat like when i listened to cameron's heartbeat.

"rosie you need to get up." i heard matt say as he shook me.

i didn't move.

"please, i want to help you." he says as he drops down the the ground with me.

"i don't want help. i want cameron." i whisper.
"please understand that you don't need that fucker." matt says
"i need him." i plead.

i felt weak and broken. i couldn't move and found it hard to speak. i heard my heart racing as matt cried for me to get up.

i had fallen too deep and got stuck for the boy who was playing a game.

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