Forbidden Love

Chapter Ten

What have I done to Cameron? Have I done anything to him? The person started to growl at me which made me become scared for my life.

     "W-What do you mean?" I managed to nervously ask. The person shook their head then said,"Talk to him. At least try". Then they left. I was left there in disbelief, wondering what that meant. I went back to gym and my class was gone. The gym was empty besides a freshman class that was in there doing warm ups. I ran down to the track and found my class. My teacher did not look happy to see me late.
     "Emily!!" My teacher yelled. "Why on earth are you late?" Everyone had started to stare at me and crowd around. My face became red and I started to stutter.
     "I-I was late b-because....." How can I tell my teacher that some random person grabbed me then left? "S-someone grabbed me and...." My teacher and everyone else started to laugh. I put my head down in shame.
     "Cameron, you're her partner", he demanded. I shot Cameron a look and he threw his hands up in defeat. My class started the workout with our partners but Cameron and I weren't communicating much like everyone else was. I tried to break the silence by saying:"So Cameron, you know we have to talk right? Everyone else is. You can't ignore me forever". His eyes met mine and I saw the same pain, regret and sadness that I saw when he hit me. He ran to the bleachers and broke down crying. I made sure nobody else saw because I know how much he hates people seeing him cry. He looked up at me and actually spoke.
     "You-you don't have to do this", he managed to get out. "I'm, I'm sorry".
     "It's okay. I'm fine". I replied. "Now will you tell me what's wrong?". Cameron sighed a heavy but long sigh. He looked up at me.
     "When I was young, my dad hit me, a lot. He still does. When I got older, I learned to stick up to him and to protect my mom. He came at her one day and I stepped in front of her. I swung and I accidentally hit her. The same way I hit you. I felt so bad for hitting my mom so I left home for a few days to think it over and to make sure she wasn't mad at me. Same reason why I've been avoiding you. So I got this bad boy attitude and starting acting bad so I could make others feel my pain too. I'm sorry Emily. I didn't mean too", he explained while breaking down in my embrace. This is the Cameron I wanted to know. I held him for a long time then I looked at him.
     "Hey, listen. You can do this. You're Cameron after all. Where is the Cameron who wanted me to be his girlfriend no matter what anyone said? Where is the Cameron who fought those guys who grabbed me? You can over come your dad and protect your mom at the same time. You can come over to my house after school and we'll talk more. Deal?" He took my hand then kissed me deeply. It was a long, passionate kiss that you had to be there for. My gym teacher saw us kissing then yelled for us to stop. Cameron and I laughed then he took my hand and we walked back to the school. School ended for the day and Cameron and I walked back to my house.
     "Are you excited to get to my house?" I asked, kind of flirty. He smirked at me then laughed a little.
     "You mean am I ready to spend time with you? Always." He replied while kissing my hand. We got to my house and messed around for a while until it became dark out. Cameron and I laid on my couch, under a blanket, watching tv.
     "What time is it?" He asked, yawning.
      "About 9:30, why?" I replied. He jumped up and immediately rushed for his jacket.
     "Crap crap crap!" He shouted. "I'm dead, I'm dead, I'm dead". "He's gonna kill me, he's gonna kill me". He got his jacket then flew out the door and ran down the road. He could've asked me to drive him since his car isn't here. I watched him running down the street to his house and became worried. I hope his dad isn't going to hurt him too bad. I went to bed with my mind flooding of thoughts about Cameron and what he told me. I tossed and turned throughout the night and barely slept. I got up the next morning and still thought about Cameron. I hope he comes today. I decided to drive to school today but I drove extra slow when I passed his house. I parked my car in his driveway and went to the door. I knocked and instantly felt scared. A woman answered the door. She had hair like Cameron's and a face like his too. She was wearing a robe and slippers like she had just woken up or just got out of the shower.
     "Yes, can I help you?" She asked while holding the door open a little. She stared at me up and down, studying me.
     "Hi, my name is Emily. I go to school with Cameron. Is he here?" I asked. The woman became sad. A frown appeared across her face.
     "I'm sorry, he isn't here", she replied, softly. I figured he must be at school so I said goodbye then left. I got to school and went to my class. I sat down and waited for Cameron to come in. He never did.
     "Um, I have a question", I said, approaching my teacher's desk. "Do you know where Cameron is?"
     "I'm sorry I don't, Emily", she replied. "I'm afraid he won't be back for awhile. His father said he had an accident. Got hurt pretty bad".