Living Dead | Onhold

Chapter six

-sorry I wasn't active. I'll try to be more active lovies💕

When I opened my eyes again the church service was over. People were starting to leave and Nicky just sat on the floor. All my friends gave him back-pats and hugs as they walked past him.

Marcel and dad had already sped off and left Camilla behind.

"Yo Cam, need a ride?" Asked Kurt.

"No thanks hun, I'm cool. I think I'll stay here with Nicholas. Y'all can go."

Once everybody was gone, Camilla decided to break the silence. "Sooo... that just happened huh?"

"What?"

"We just buried my Step sister..."

"Yeah hey." He sighed and looked down. "What happened to you claiming to be her half sister anyways?"

"Mr Berry told me to go fuck myself this morning." She sighed. "He said I'm not his daughter and I'll never be."

"Things must be hectic."

"You have no idea." She rolled her eyes. "We're basically living with a zombie. A grumpy old zombie!"

"Sorry."

"It's cool."

"I guess he's just grieving. Give him a chance."

"You don't know how I feel right now Nicholas." She got up. "You've never been rejected left, right and centre! Everyone I want rejects me! Everyone I love doesn't love me back!

"It's hell! I'm a reject! Alisson was the only one who loved me! She always saw the good in me! She love me... and I..." she sat on the stairs again. "...and now she's gone!"

"Gee, sorry."

"I lost the only person who cared Nicholas." She looked between her legs.

"So did I."

The conversation was followed by an earpiercing silence.

"You know what hurts the most?" She asked after the long Que of silence, "the fact that I kinda feel guilty for her death, you know. I loved her. But maybe not enough."

He kept quiet.

"Want a ride?" He asked finally.

"Yeah sure." She half-smiled and they both got in the car, I just shut my eyes and when I opened them, I was in front of Nicky's house, waiting for them. I sat on his stairs and started thinking about my life- back when I was alive of course.

I thought about back when me and Nicky and my entire family was a whole. I thought about the time my mother died and how it felt when I found her lying on the floor with her eyes and mouth opened, and blood gushing out of her nose. I was traumatized. I had to go through a lot of counselling, but it never helped, the only thing that did , was Nicky's love.

He was right. All I needed was him. And my dad.

I wonder what kind if life I'd have lived without them.

***

"Can I come in?" Cam asked as Nicky unlocked the door.

"Why?" He seemed annoyed.

"I just don't wanna go home to all the fights."

"Okay," he sighed, "but stay in the living room. Don't go anywhere else." His voice was firm and steady.

"Cool."

As soon as they got in, Nicky gave Camilla the remote and went up to his room, and soon after that, Camilla followed. When he opened the door in response to the knock, she threw herself at him and started kissing him.

Okay, what the actual fuck?!

"Nicky let go of her!" I yelled.

He kissed her back.

"Nicholas fucking Moon! Let go of her!" I screamed on top of my lungs.

His reflexes didn't work as fast as I wanted them to but he pulled away eventually, and I was in tears.

"What the fuck man?!"

"Nicholas look," she started stroking him, "we're both in grief, but I wanna moan. Okay? Let's help each other out. No one had to know. Its just us, and I know you want me just as much as I want you. And you enjoyed that right? So make love to me already."

"Hold up," he laughed humourlessly, "I don't want you. AT ALL!"

"O course you do." She smirked, "all the guys in school do."

"Look at me. I'm not 'all the guys in school'. I don't want you. You disgust me actually."

"What the fuck is wrong you? You not man enough?"

Wait, hol' up, what???

"The question is, what's wrong with you!? Your sister just died a week ago and you're already throwing yourself at her boyfriend?! Wow!"

Yeah, tell her Nicky!

"I'm just in need of you." She smiled.

"And I'm just in need of you..." he mocked, "to get the fuck out of my house!"

Get out now, you bitch!

"Fine, have it your way. Continue fantasizing about a dead girl!" She slammed the door.

So much for a sister huh?

"What the fuck?" He hissed, "this bitch is just like her fucking mother."

At that moment I realized the irony in this whole situation.

My mom died and Marcel took her spot. Was it the same thing? Did Camilla want me out of the picture for her to take my spot? Did she really love me as a sister, or was it all just an act?