Sweet Love®

Touched

13

*Cam*

"So u live around here?" I asked her as I watched her breasts bounce up and down. "Yea. Not too far from here. Wat about yourself?" She asked. "Na. I live in North Carolina. I'm here for off season." She looked puzzled. "I play pro football." I said elaborating. She nodded. "Impressive." She said taking a sip of her water bottle. "So wat are you doing after this?" I asked. She smirked. "Going home to my boyfriend." I was crushed. "Well can I get ur number?" She nodded as I retrieved my phone. She locked her number in and I bid her farewell.

Chloe was on my mind for the rest of the day. Even though she said she had a boyfriend she wasn't happy or she wouldn't have given me her number. I decided I'd text her before I went to bed tonight.

*Chloe*

I looked over at my phone. It was almost 10pm and Chris still wasn't home. I rolled over on his pillow. I decided I'd sleep in his room. Idk wat possessed me to. I guess I just missed him. I picked up my phone to text him when an unknown number texted me. I opened the text. It read: Hey beautiful. It's Cam. Are you busy?

I smiled but my smile soon turned into a frown as Chris walked into his room with a female on his arm. We stared at each other briefly before I got up and walked to my room.

I had so many thoughts running through my head all at once. I wanted to cry but my pride wouldn't let me. I just simply picked up my phone and sent Cam a reply: Hey. You feel like a night cap?

Within seconds He replied: Text me ur address.

I did and He said he'd be here in 30. I smiled as I looked through my closet deciding on a turquoise tub top and a black, white and turquoise fitted skirt to match. I slipped on sum black pumps and let my hair down. It was still a little damp from earlier so I was gonna rock the wet and wavy look tonight. I went to the bathroom to do my makeup.

When Cam pulled up in his Lamborghini I was impressed. "You look gorgeous." He said as He opened the door for me. "Thank you." I said smiling as I slid into the passenger side. "So where's a good bar around here?" He asked getting back into the driver's seat. I gave him directions to a nice laid back sports bar.

"So tell me about yourself." He said as we sat in a Booth sipping our mixed drinks. "Well don't tell the waitress but I'm 19, born and raised in the MIA but my mom is Dominican republic and my dad is black and Mexican. Anything else u wanna know just ask." I said with a smile. "Nice combination. So wasup with u and ur boyfriend? He won't trip about u being out this late?" He asked. "Me and him are no longer together." I stated looking down. He nodded. We talked and drank the entire night. He looked at his watch. "I think it's about that time to take it on in. You ready?" He asked looking way too drunk. "You need me to drive?" I asked. He smiled a little and nodded, handing me his keys as we made our way to his car.

On the way to my house I decided He was way too drunk to drive his self home. "You're sleeping over. Come on." I said taking the keys outta the ignition. He followed me quietly up the steps to my apartment. When we got inside Trey was in the kitchen drinking kool-aid. "Wasup" He greeted me and Cam. We waved and proceeded to my room. I closed and locked my door behind us. I started getting undressed. His eyes were glued to me as I through on some pajamas. I laughed. "Get comfortable Cam." He snapped outta his trance and started to undress as well. He climbed into the bed wearing only his boxers. I admired his athlectic body. I felt myself getting wet so I looked away. The atmosphere was kind of weird. I could tell something was wrong with him. I sat up and looked over at him. "Is everything OK?" I asked. He hesitated a bit before answering. "I don't wanna trouble u with my problems." He said near tears. I rubbed his arm. "You can talk to me about anything." I assured him. He sat up and looked at me. "I just lost my mom and girlfriend in a car accident about a year ago and til this day it still hurts." A tear fell down his face. I was crushed. I couldn't imagine how He felt. I embraced him in a tight hug. I could feel his tears staining my shirt as I held him. "Funny thing is, I didn't shed a tear at their funeral. I've been holding it all in. Everyday is a struggle. I just drown my sorrows in alcohol. I know it's not healthy but I have nothing else to hold on to. If it wasn't for my football career I wouldn't be here right now." By now my face was wet with tears. Cam had touched my heart. "Everything is gonna b alright Cam. I'm here for you." I whispered as we laid together. "Thank you." He whispered in my ear as He held me from behind. Seconds later I heard him snoring softly. I smiled and drifted off to sleep minutes later.