Person Of Interest. [GoodGuyFitz]

Katy. (14)

Cam peaked back out into the living room and the sound of Ryans deep snoring filled my room, "If the lads can sleep through his snoring, they'll sleep through a quiet conversion. Shall we?"

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"We shall," I laughed, taking a seat on my bed. Cam did the same. Our knees touched and we awkwardly bounced them together. It was like a waiting game to see who would talk first.

"Alright let's just rip the band-aid off, yeah?" Cam chuckled while turning towards me. He rested both of his hands on my shoulder and sighed, "No matter what happens from here on out, the lads can't know."

I swallowed and looked down at my lap, "I understand. Really. But what would happen if they figured us out? Would I get hurt? I mean, Blake and Eric are together. Blake is involved, what's the difference?"

"Both Eric and Ryan go farther back than you think, Rory. They're practically brothers. Before what we have now, it was just Eric and Ryan on their own. They had The Bandits, but those cunts did nothing but disrespect them both. So they became a two man crew. After that all of us gradually joined the gang and that's when Eric and I's girlfriends got involved. And that's when Lainey," Cam trailed off, then coughed, "Anyway. After that Ryan made the decision that no more girls could get involved. That if we ended up getting into a relationship, it had to stay a secret to them."

"He said if our significant others in the future were to ever find out about what we have going on, we'd be exiled from the group. Cut off, no communication over again. We can't have another Lainey situation. When she got shot, we were in an argument and hadn't been listening to what Captain was telling us to do. We ended up in the line of fire. That's why you'll notice in the future, Blake and Eric are never together during transports or operations. We can't have that type of distraction."

"I don't know what would happen if you and I were to get involved. I brought you in, but I didn't bring you in as a girlfriend or whatever, you know? Ryan and I don't have that bond like he does with Eric. He loves me, but he wouldn't blink an eye if I broke that rule. Understand?" Cam grabbed my hands, rubbing his thumbs over the back of them.

"Yeah, I understand that Cam. There's a lot I need to learn about this," I laughed quietly.

"Oh yeah," he admitted, "There's plenty of time, though. Things shouldn't be difficult as long as you do what you're told and stay in line. Also, why did you do coke last night? Just a few hours before that you were telling me that pot was bad."

I covered my face with my hands and fell back onto the bed. Cam did the same. I peaked through my fingers and smiled as he looked at me expectantly. I'm not sure if I had the right to talk about Jays relationship to Annabelle, so it'd be best to leave that out and come up with something else.

"Just... I guess I was overwhelmed," I let my hands fall and turned on my side so I could face Cam, "I don't plan on doing it again, ever. A spur of the moment decision, if you will. It helped take my mind off of panic mode, but it also made me feel like shit. My left nostril actually still stings a bit."

"Right, makes sense. I was worried that something negative happened between you and Jay on the ride over. But I understand."

I felt like shit lying to Cam. Although I haven't lied that much, it was still a lot. I'm just hoping there comes a time where not every situation has to be covered up or altered. I'm tired of living on edge, but I need to until all of these things blow over and life goes back to normal.

Who are you kidding. Life will never go back to normal after all of the shit you've done and will do.

My eyebrows came together and I angrily let out a breath of air. I'm right. How many people can move kilos of cocaine across a city and come out like nothing happened? How do these guys act so normal when they've done so many illegal things? It's baffling, really. And it's weird to think that one day I'll be able to act as nonchalant as they do.