The Ryden Moss Games

Chapter Seven: I love you

Evelyn Smith

I let out a squeal as Camden removed the blindfold from my eyes. We were at the festival. I was so excited. Camden had followed through with his promise. He was taking me to the festival. Being with him made anything I did ten times…no…a hundred times better. I love Camden. Well…I think I love him. I’m not too sure what love is…I mean I am only fifteen. How can I possibly know what love really is? And Camden was going to turn eighteen so soon. I only hoped that I was his mate. I mean…we got along so well. How could we not? And then he could mark me…and I would be his forever. I’m not too sure how our parents would feel about that though. My parents hated Camden. He was dark and evil, but I didn’t believe any of that foolish nonsense. Camden was sweet, loving, and caring. I hardly ever saw the evil side of him.

“What do you want to go on first?” He smiled placing the wristband on me. When he touched me fire seemed to escalade to my cheeks.

“Something fast!” I screamed grabbing his hand and dragging him through the crowds of people. I could hear him laughing wildly as I drug him towards the roller coaster.

“This!” I laughed. He only shrugged before walking with me towards the line. We easily got up front because of his alpha status. People were terrified of him here. It sort of angered me.

Camden held tightly onto my hand as we walked down towards the fountain. This just felt perfect. Camden and I were almost the same height. I was pretty tall for my age. It was angering when people called me small. They meant that I looked so young to them. I did though. I didn’t mind looking young. At least I didn’t look old. When I looked up at Camden in the sunset I couldn’t help but to be taken back by his beauty. He had a strong jaw line and amazing bone structure. His lips were full yet slightly then. His eyebrows arched in all the right places. And his eyes. Oh god, those lime green eyes. They changed based on his mood and them were the best feature on him. Even his amazing body didn’t compare to those eyes. They sparkled sometimes. Like right now exactly.

“What are you thinking about Evie?” He asked taking his hand out of mine. I instantly felt empty. I hated not being with him. I hated him being at that school. They stole my CammyBear from me.

“Huh?” I asked tearing my gaze away from those eyes. They seemed to trap me.

“Your mind. What is on it?” He chuckled taking a seat at a bench.

“Nothing.’ I shrugged taking a seat next to him. He instantly wrapped his arm around me and pulled me into his stone like chest. I didn’t mind it though. It was actually really comfortable. Something about being able to feel and hear his heart beat made mine go crazy.

“Don’t lie to me Evie. You’ve been off in your own little world since we ate. Now talk to me.” He smiled down at him. I couldn’t help but to feel tears spring to my eyes as I placed a hand on his chest. The fabric of his shirt was so soft.

“Nothing.” I said fighting a smile. I was hurt though. While we were at the festival he had ran into a girl at school. She was all over it. It angered me to see how easily girls threw themselves at him. If I did it…would he look at me the way he does them? I didn’t want to be like them though. I wanted to be myself, but I wanted him to notice me.

“Stop lying. Please Evie…I hate seeing you in pain.” He begged pulling away. He got off the bench and kneeled in front of me. Those eyes of his. They began to pool with tears and quickly changed from dark to light.

“I’m fine CammyBear.” I said giving him a weak smile. He suddenly grabbed my hands and buried his face in them. He was crying. Why? Camden never cried. He was the bad boy. He wasn’t allowed to cry.

“CammyBear.” I whimpered making him look at me.

“You’re in pain. And it is my fault. I can tell. You won’t look at me. I mean really look at me. You just look through me. I hate that Evie. You are my Evie. You always have been. Even when we were kids. You were always there to calm me. You’ve always been my balance. And I’ve hurt you. What has changed since I last saw you?”

“I’m fifteen.” I whispered.

“I know. Remember. I sent you your birthday present. I wanted to be at your party, but I had school. I cant get expelled from here.” He chuckled. He had sent me a little three picture frame. In one was the Lynden, Camden, Ryden, Waverly, and I as small children. In the second was us about two years ago. And the last was the last time I was Camden. We were at this very lake. He had me in the air and was spinning me around. Waverly had taken the picture. Even then you could see how I felt in my eyes. Did I love Camden.

“I know, and I loved the picture. I called you as soon as I got it. It’s just…”

“Just what?” He whispered kissing my knuckles. I made him so vulnerable.

“This.” I whispered before crashing my lips on him. My first kiss. I had given it to Camden. He didn’t pull away like I expected. Instead he lifted me into the air crashing my body against his. This just felt to right. I instantly wrapped my legs around his waist as he began walking towards the lake.

“Evelyn.” He whispered breaking the kiss. He was so confused. So was I, but as long as I had him it didn’t matter. We made each other so happy.

“Yes?” I asked frightened.

“You’re fifteen. I’m about to be eighteen. It will be illegal. Even if you were my mate, your parents would never allow it.” He sighed setting me down on a blanket. He had planned to watch the sunset with me. He knew how much I loved sunsets.

“Can we not just try?” I whimpered.

“We can try. I leave in a couple of days though.” He sighed running a hand through his hair. Now I was the one putting him through pain. He was torn. Did he care about me like that?

“CammyBear?” I whispered placing a hand on his shoulder.

“I love you. I have for the longest time. I just thought it was so odd, because you are like three years younger than me. I didn’t want to scare you.” He grumbled.

“Camden, calm. It will be okay. We will work it out. Come on…we are the invincible two!” I laughed thinking of our old little group. We used to go around causing havoc.