My life, Her life, Their lives.

Chpt 8: Too Many beers..(Pov Taylor)

Cameron took a new beer out of the fridge, slight condensation dripped down the can as the cold that was escaping from the fridge hit it in wisps of air, He looked at me as if to offer one, i nodded and took the red and blue can into my hands. I walked to the kitchen island and sat on a stool. I put the can down and adjusted my sleeves so they would protect my palms from the cold and took it into my hands again. He sat next to me and took a drink. There was a moment of silence before he finally spoke, "I don't even like half of the people who are currently making themselves at home here," he said "Thats not right, you know? Im opening my home to people i don't even like. Well not you and Shawn, just everyone else." He took a long drink and sighed. "You don't like us?" I asked playing with the top of my can. "No, you're fine, Shawn was my best friend since high school, like I said, not you. Just.. them." He nudged his shoulder in the direction of Alex and Sam then glared at the upstairs bedrooms. "Mmm." i said nodding along, "but why?" "Well, its not like its my fault, Alex just never seemed to like me since the beginning so i guess there was always just mutual feelings of disgust towards one another." He paused to drink again. "But lately he's been more dickish than usual" "Yeah well, what can you do, its Alex." i shrugged unsure of what to say.

Cameron put the empty beer can down and grabbed another can from the fridge "Sam i have no major problems with, its just Alex and, Nate." He paused " Yeah, Nate, Nate I don't like." he continued slightly crushing his can "I get it you know? He and Ana have been friends for years, i get that, but, yeah i still don't like him." I could see he was starting to work himself up. He was the protective type, and i had never seen someone so easily jealous as Cameron. He fully crushed the can he had been holding before tossing it in the bin. "Oh." i said calmly, my attention wasn't focused on this conversation but rather the fact that Cameron had finished those drinks too quickly, and his increasing temper. He got up for another drink "Hey, hey Cam? Maybe go easy on the drinks huh?" I offered a half smile, he looked back at me, he was emotionless and quiet, he said nothing. I fidgeted in my seat anxiously waiting for a reply but instead he just came back to me empty handed, thank god. He leaned on the side of the island and looked at me for a moment "Do me a favour and, go upstairs and check on Ana for me, yeah?" He turned to the living room and yelled to shawn who was focused on the Tv, "Another drink?" he offered "Yeah!" Shawn called back, Cameron walked to the dirge and grabbed two more cans. "just celebrating." he smiled to me and walked off.