Fifty Shades Of Cash

Chapter 9!

Chapter 9:

I wake up the next morning to Cameron’s arm still pushing me against him and read the clock on top of his drawers from across the room. It read ‘’9:05 A.M’’. As I begin to get up from his bed and leaving the warm state I once was in, His arm grabs my arm stopping me from leaving his bed.

‘’Don’t go stay with me’’ He said still half asleep.

‘’Cam I have to go, We have to meet our teachers today.’’ I replied wishing and wanting that I could still lay beside him in his arms.

But today was Monday. The day where I had to meet all my teachers. The starting of a college education that I would have to take responsibility for. I hated school and everything about it no matter if I got good grades and always had straight A’s. I hated it.

‘’Just stay with me, Don’t worry.’’ He said pulling me back closer into his bed.

As I climbed back into his bed staying with him and cuddling more and his arms wrapping around my body making me feel warm, I start to fall asleep again.

‘’ I love holding you in my arms.’’ Cam said as he fell back to sleep. Making me feel like some prize that he wouldn’t let anyone else have or hold. It made me feel good. As my eyes begin to close again I hear my phone ring of a notification. But I doze off into a deep sleep ignoring the sound of my phone buzzing with a notification.

***3 Hours Later***

I wake up from my deep sleep and pick my body up from the bed remembering my phone ringing of a notification. A notification of a message I knew who would send. I forgot. Nash. He wanted to take me out on a date somewhere. As I silently get up from the bed, trying to not wake up Cameron from noticing me leaving him, I take off his shirt and replaced it with my dress and borrowed one of his sweaters to cover me up from looking like I slept with a boy when I did. What would I look like coming out of boys room in a frat house with a dress and heels in the morning? As I reach for my clutch that was under Cameron’s bed I take out my phone and see Nash’s Name and read the time, ‘’12:00 P.M’’.

His message read, ‘’Hey Can’t wait to take you out tonight! See you at 3.’’ He left with a wink face.

I read the message over and over in my head. Each word echoing. I liked Cameron. I fell in love with Cameron. His best friend. Well that sounds bad. I started to think, as always. What if he tries to make a move. What would I say?. O sorry I’m in love with your best friend and we are secretly dating now. Secretly dating. That phrase is one of the most horrible things you will ever have to hear wanting to be in a relationship. You shouldn’t hide the fact that you love or like someone. Love is uncontrollable, You can’t really do much. You can’t tell your heart to stop liking someone or control it not to love.

As I open the door silently, leaving his room I admire the view I had of him sleeping. Staying in that room for even 5 seconds longer made me want to stay with him more. But I had to go. As I close the door, I run out of the house not having to run into other frat boys. I took of my heels because they started to hurt my feet, so I walked in a fast pace to my dorm.  I finally reach my dorm and open the door to see Lox’s bed made. The last time I saw Lox was 2 days ago. As I close the door behind me I notice a note on Lox’s bed walking to it with my still bare feet and reach at it to read it.

It Read, ’’I will be back tonight, sorry I’ve been with some friends sleeping over but tonight I’ll be back I better see you tonight it’s a girls night’’ She ended with a kiss of red lipstick.

As I put the note back down and read the time on my clock that read ‘’2:00’’ I dashed to my closet to pick out an outfit. I had to meet Nash in an hour and had to take a shower.  So as I laid my simple outfit on my bed and got a clean towel, I ran fast to the girls showers wishing I had a bathroom in my dorm like I usually had in my bedroom back home. As I snapped out of it from almost getting the feeling of homesickness I went for the door. It was like anytime I ever thought of home I got this sick feeling taking a visit in my stomach.