Reflection (magcon)

Chapter 7

Emerald's POV

"Guys I'm really worried about Dior"

I blurted out.

Taylor tensed up.

"What did you tell her Matthew?"

"I told her something. It's none of your business."

It was dead silent when a loud crash came from the west of the cafeteria.

We all stood up to find out what the commotion was about.

Honey brown hair. Dior.

Dior was beating up Brenda. Shit. Shit. She's in so much trouble. She can be suspended or worst expelled. I couldn't stop her, I tried once and I got slapped.

After the damage was done, I took a look at Brenda.

She deserved it but the consequences that Dior is getting isn't worth it.

Brenda had both her eyes swollen and purple, her nose was twisted in a different way and everything and I do mean everything is bleeding.

Dior turned around.

"Oh my god" I whispered.

She had a black eye with handprints on her cheek. I knew Brenda didn't do that, she couldn't even lay a hand on Dior.

"Dior. Are those bruises?" Taylor said slowly. His face had so much concern.

Dior's POV

I stared at them and I ran. Getting out of the school and into my car as fast as I could.

"Shit shit shit" I panted while quickly trying to turn the ignition.

I was already driving in the street slowly to see all the kids outside, and an ambulance.

Yea, it's final I'm getting expelled.

Fuck. They found out about he bruises.

Stupid little bitch Brenda, spilling coke on me.

I stopped at a park across the beach. Dipping the tips of my fingers in my fountain, I just stared at the scenery in front me.

When did my life turn like this?

I decided to call Cameron, I just really need a friend to lean on right now.

"Dior where the hell are you. Tell me"

"Cameron, please just come to the park. Alone."

"Okay, just don't do anything before I get there."

Hanging up, waiting for Cam to come.

6 minutes later, he finally came.

I saw his vans step out of his car, and I came running.

Jumping up in his arms, I hugged him tightly, he returned the favour twirling me around.

"I miss you so much Dior, what happened? "

"I miss you too Dallas,"

He set me down.

"So. The bruises?" He asked

I sighed, laying my head on his shoulder.

"It's very personal, I don't think I can tell you,"

"It's alright. Wanna talk about what happened with Matthew?"

I stayed silent.

"How about My little pony? I know you love that show."

"As much as I would love to talk about that, I need help..with Matthew."

"Okay. I'm listening"

"He told me...something."

"He told me...what unrequited love means, and I was so confused...but now I'm starting to realize it."

"Unrequited love?"

"It's when...when you love someone who doesn't love you back."

Cameron's back straightened, he coughed.

"Are you okay?"

"Yea, so...do y-you like him back." His voice broke saying that.

"Well I don't know. I'm just confused about all of this."

"Cameron. Do you wanna know about the bruises?"

He nodded.

"But I swear, if you tell anyone. A knife is going up your ass," I threatened.

"Okay" he laughed

I inhaled. "When I was ten...my parents came home from the hospital. I thought they were coming back with my baby sister...but I was wrong."

"What do you mean?"

"My baby sister, died at birth," I choked out, tears were threatening to fall.

He immediately hugged me, kissing my forehead.

I was taken at surprise by his sudden intimacy.

"Is that all?" He asked

"No, no not really but I'm not that ready yet okay?"

"It's fine babe."

"Babe?" I looked at him confused.

"Friend thing."

I nodded.

"Hey. How about we go to the beach? Huh. Take your mind off of everything."

"I would love that."

He carried me piggy back style to the beach.

When we reached the golden brown sand, he set me down to a flat dry space.

He next to the empty spot next to me.

I straddled his lap and laid my head on his shoulder, facing his kneck.

Cam had his arms on my waist and we stayed like that for what felt like the best moments of my life.

***

I woke up in a dark blue room. I tried to sit up but only to find a hand on my waist. Oh my god, did I ...

"Cameron wake up you donut!"

I began to hit him with a throw pillow a few times before he took it and threw it across the room.

"Explain right now"

"Oh I'm sorry. You fell asleep on my chest in the beach and from what I heard. You didn't want to go home so, I drove you back to my house."

"Oh. Well thank you"

I looked at what I was wearing, a black obey hoodie that reached to my knees.

I stared at him, did he change me?

"Oh haha. I thought you would want to be in something more comfortable," he scratched the back of his neck.

"Does your mom know I'm here?"

"Yea. She actually wanted you to come to dinner with us on Saturday."

"Oh wow. Okay."

"Wanna go to ihop?"

"Yea I'm starved."