A Fickle Affair

Chapter 13

Chapter 13

A few hours later, Happy and I are leaving his mom's house. "Mija, you call me anytime you need to talk, you hear me?" she said. "Yes Ma. Thanks again." I tell her as she hugs me. She pulls Happy into a hug and I see her whispering something in his ear and he just nods his head. We get on his bike and head back to Charming.

Pulling into the driveway, we get off the bike and walk inside and I head to the kitchen. The more I think about what she said the more I wonder if she's right but then I just shake my head and realize that just the thought alone is ridiculous. I start pulling out pots and pans and Happy walks in. "You hungry?" I ask. "Yeah but let's order in." he says. "Yeah, okay." I say, pulling ingredients out of the cupboards. I feel Happy looking at me but I just keep getting things together and start getting the batter for my cake ready. "Talk." he says and I stop in my tracks. I don't say anything for a minute and I finally say "I'm okay, Hap. Just thinking about the talk I had with your mom. I'm good." I tell him. He walks over and turns me around and makes me look at him. "I know you better than that. Talk." he says. I sigh and say, "Your mom seems to think there's something else going on here. I tried to assure her that it's not." I turn back to what I was doing and he asked "Do you want there to be?" I just look at him and say, "Hap, this is just an arrangement. You helping me out. There's nothing else going on." I turn back to what I was doing and get the cake batter ready to go in the oven.

Happy walks out to his bike and pulls out of the driveway and I sink to the floor, putting my head in my hands and sob. I care about Happy and this arrangement has helped me more than I thought that it would but there's no way that he is going to stay with me. I know that. As much as it hurts, I know that. After the cake is done, I get in the shower and head to bed. After a while, I feel the bed dip down and I pretend to still be asleep. He doesn't touch me or even move closer to me like he has every night since he's been here and that breaks my heart even more.

I wake up the next morning and he's still in bed asleep, on his side of the bed. I get ready for work and head out the door, trying not to wake him. I walk into the studio and head to my office to get some paperwork done when Lana knocks on the door. "Hey Lana. What are you doing here?" I asked. "I just wanted to check in on you. See how things were going." She says. It's Sunday and I knew coming in, I would be left alone. "It's good. I finally slept with him so, it really helped." I say. "It doesn't look like it. Are you okay?" she asked. "Yeah. Just a little tired. Took a road trip yesterday and I guess it wore me out more than normal. How'd you know I would be here?" I asked. "You've been working yourself to death. Where else would you be, other than in bed that with God that came to see you the other day." she said and I just shake my head. "Well, I need to get this done so that we can start the new film tomorrow." I tell her and she says good-bye and heads out the door.

My phone rings and without thinking I answered it. "Hello?" I hear a gruff voice on the other end ask "Where are you?" I sigh and say "At the studio. Had some work to do." I hear him moving around and he asked "Why didn't you wake me up?" I say "You got in late last night and seemed to be sleeping good and there was no need to wake you." "Cami, I wanted to talk to you this morning." he says. "It's okay. Look, I really need to get this shit done so that we can start the next film tomorrow. I'll be home later." I say before hanging up the phone. I don't want to hear what he has to say. I don't want to hear how I'm getting in too deep and how he doesn't see me like that and all that other bull shit.

I finally get things done at work and look at the clock and it's 10pm. I had been there all day. Yeah some of it could have waited until the next day but I didn't want to go home. I had been ignoring his calls and texts all day. I get my things together and hope that he's at the clubhouse when I get home but as I lock up and walk to my car, he's sitting there on his bike next to my car. Great. Just what I didn't want.

"You forget how to answer a phone?" He asked and I can tell he's pissed. "No. Just trying to get shit done." I say, without looking at him, as I head to my car. He walks over and grabs my arm softly. I stiffen under his touch. Turning me around, he picks me up and sits me on the hood of my car. "Don't hide from me. Talk." he says. "What do you want me to say? I've had what your mom told me running through my head." I say. "What did she say to you?" he asked. "That you've always had a weak spot for me but Happy, we both know that you don't do relationships and I get it. I do. And even though I am grateful for you helping, now I'm thinking that I shouldn't have asked you to help me." I say. "Why's that?" he asked, calmly. "Because now, I'm used to having you laying beside me. I'm used to you holding me and kissing me and I know that once you see I am okay, that it will stop." I say, looking down at my hands in my lap. "Look at me." he says. I don't look up. "Look at me little girl." he says again and I finally meet his eyes. "I did this because I care about you. I wanted you to see yourself like I do. Not as a victim but as a survivor. The shit you went through? Most women would have lost themselves in the fear, in the pain. You didn't. The first thing you did was asked for help. You are a strong woman. One that I would be proud to have beside me." he says. I look at him shocked. "Don't look so shocked. You are the only woman I have ever taken to my mom's. You know what she said to me when we went to leave?" he asked. I just shook my head. "She told me that I needed you as much as you needed me and that I needed to get my head out of my ass and make you my girl." he said. He takes my face in his hands and kisses me softly. "Be my girl, Cami." he whispered and I just nodded my head yes. "Let's go home." he says before helping me off the hood of the car and once I am in the car, we head home where he officially claims his girl in every room in the house.