Chapter 31

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Shannon POV

I wish Cammie wouldn't have seen those bruises. It wasn't that big of a deal to me. I just wish I was better at lying. 

"You what? She hit you?" She gets angry and starts to raise her voice. 

"Cam stop, it's not like that." I try to calm her down but it just gets worse. 

She yells louder, "Are you kidding me Shannon? You have bruises on your rib cage that your fiancé gave you. Why do you think that's okay?" I honestly don't have an answer. I look away as a tear threatens to fall from my eye. "What did you do that was so bad, huh? Why did she do this to you?" 

The more she pushes me, the more frustrated and upset I get. She tugs at my arm, begging me to tell her. "It's because of you. You're the reason she did this to me." I snap and scream at her, tears streaming down my face. I see the look in her eyes and I immediately regret what I've said. She doesn't say anything, just sheer shock has taken over her face. I break down, crying into my steering wheel. I turn to her, "She kno- she thinks I'm still in love with you."

"Why would she think that?" She says, seeming genuinely confused. 

I just shake my head and shrug. I can't read the look on her face. She looks lost, yet sad. "Can you just forget about this, please?" I beg, "I won't let her do this again, just promise me no one else will find out." I wipe the tears from my eyes as best as I can. 

"Shannon-" she begins, but I stop her by giving her a look that is almost a cry for help. "Fine," she gives in. I hold out my hand so that she can give me the keys back. When she places them in my palm, I trap her hand in mine for a second, momentarily getting lost in her eyes before letting go and starting the car.

For the rest of the ride, we don't speak. It isn't an awkward silence, but neither of us wants to speak of what just happened. We sit in the car for a few minutes when we arrive, until it's not noticeable that I've been crying. When we finally went in, they didn't mention anything. Cammie acted normal, which I was thankful for. I knew that was a huge secret to keep, and I hated asking her to do it. I know for sure that she won't just let this go, though.

After spending about an hour at their house, I decide I should head back home. I thought hanging out with them would get my mind off of things, but what happened in the car put a damper on my mood, and I just didn't feel like being around anyone. 

"Guys, I think I'm going to head out. Jo will wonder where I am." They all nod and say goodbye, Cammie gives me a look but I try to ignore it. 

"Wait- Shannon I think I left my wallet in your car," Cammie says running after me. I knew she didn't actually leave it there.

She catches up to me as I'm walking to my car and grabs my arm. "Shannon, wait," she pleads. 

"Cammie I don't want a lecture right now," I say continuing to walk. 

"Shan I'm not going to lecture you, I'm just worried," she says, sounding sad. 

I sigh and turn to face her once I reach my car, "It's nice to know that you care, Cam, but I'll be okay," I say softly. I half smile at her in a desperate attempt to make her feel better but it doesn't work. 

"Promise me you won't let her do it again," she says, grabbing my hand as she holds up her pinky. 

I smile at the childish gesture, but hold up my pinky anyway, "I promise." We lock fingers, and afterwards she pulls me in for a hug. 

"I'm always a phone call away if you need me," she smiles and pulls out her phone. "This is my address, if you ever need a place." She shoots me a soft smiles and turns to walk away. 

Cammie POV

My heart dropped when Shannon told me what had happened to her, but I know that she is strong and if she is in danger she will do the right thing. It was hard watching her leave, knowing that she was going back to a house with a girl that physically hurt her, but there's nothing I can do about it. I didn't even feel like being around Ally and Stevie anymore because they just make me think of Shannon. Plus they're all over each other and honestly I've never felt more single.

I head back to my apartment. I had virtually nothing to do all week so I basically got everything all settled in and feeling like home. It's still early but I don't feel like doing anything. I sink into the couch and get comfy when there's a knock on my door. I know it was wishful thinking but every part of me hoped it was Shannon. I opened it, and my jaw dropped to the floor when I saw Kara, my ex from before I left Pittsburg.

"What- uh- what are you doing here?" I managed to get out. I was completely baffled at the fact that she was standing at my door, but she was glowing. 

She had a giant grin on her face. "I missed you, so I flew out to surprise you," she says happily, holding her arms out for a hug. 

Still confused, I let her into the hug, immediately wondering why. "Kara, you can't just show up here like that. We broke up, and you were fine with that before I left." I say, trying not to sound harsh. 

Her smile turns to a frown. "I know you thought that, but I really didn't want you to go. I hated the way we ended things and I wanted to come see you face to face to see if we could fix it," she spoke hopefully. 

I, on the other hand, was completely over it. She, like every other girl after Shannon, was just a way to fill the void. Regardless, she flew thousands of miles to say those words, so I let her in. "I don't know if that can ever happen Kara. I loved being with you but I don't think we were meant to last. It means a lot to me that you came all the way here, though." She looks so hurt, but there's nothing I can do. 

She just nods in defeat. "You can stay here for the night, of course, I don't want there to be any hard feelings." 

She perks up at this idea, "I like that idea," she gives me a soft but not suggestive smile.I lead her in and show her around the apartment. "This is a really nice place Cammie, you're doing well for yourself," she sounded impressed. 

"Thank you. The guest room bed isn't here yet, so you can have my room. I'll take the couch," I tell her as I grab blankets from the closet. 

She puts a hand in front of me to stop me, "don't be silly, I'll sleep on the couch Cammie." She chuckles, grabbing the blankets for herself. I just nod, I wasn't going to argue with that.

I get her blankets and pillows all set up on the couch. "Are you tired now, or would you like to watch a movie or something?" I ask her. 

"We could watch a movie if you want," she smiles at me. I let her pick something on Netflix while I get comfortable on the couch. She sits next to me so that we're slightly touching, but not too close. I let myself lean into her shoulder as we get farther into the movie. Near the end, my eyelids start to get heavy and I feel myself nodding off. I'm awoken by a soft knock at my door. I open my eyes to see that Kara had also started to doze off. I shake myself awake and go to the door. Without thinking twice I open it to see Shannon standing there with red puffy eyes. 

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