Cameron Boyce Short Stories

The Intentionally Toxic Part 5

Cameron

I had tried FaceTiming and calling China over and over since she left the house. Why the fuck didn't she believe me? I never cheated on Chi since we've been together, no matter how drunk or high I was. After unsuccessfully reaching out to China, I decided to FaceTime Booboo.

"Yoooooooooooo!" Booboo yelled upon answering the call. "What's up Cam bro?"

"What the FUCK did I do last night Boo?" I aske. I was so confused. "China found some girl's number on my side table and I have no idea who it is. I don't even remember talking to a girl last night bro."

"You were though bro." he said. "I saw you. You weren't paying much attention because you were so drunk, but I saw you."

"Then tell me what the fuck I did Booboo!" I yelled. "Just fucking get to it!"

"She slipped her number in your shirt pocket bro." he responded. "You didn't even see it, you were damn near slumped over."

"So I didn't cheat?" I ask.

"No." Boo said.

"Swear to God?" I ask.

"Swear to God." Booboo responds again.

"Chi won't answer my calls." I say to him. "And I have absolutely no idea what to do. I know Dove isn't going to let me into her house after this one."

"You just got to wait a little bit. I can help. Wait until later, let the situation defuse. Then, you and I can make our way over to Dove's place and I'll be the one to knock on the door."

"I guess." I say, wanting to go over there right now.

"Just relax until later." he says. "Spark up a blunt, sit back on your couch, listen to some music."

"You already know I'm about to smoke a blunt Booboo." I say, smirking.

"Alright bro." he says, scratching his head though. "Ima call you later though. I'm about to get... if you know what I mean." I laugh, knowing exactly what he meant.

"See you later." I said, hanging up the call. I sighed shortly after that. Would it make sense to show up and face China high? No, not at all. One blunt couldn't hurt though, right? Think smart here, Cameron. I was pushed straight out of my thoughts by the vomit that was making its way up my stomach and into my mouth. Running as fast as I could I barely made it to the bathroom. Leaning over our toilet, I let it all go.

I groaned, my stomach hurting more than it ever did. I in all honestly do not remember anything that I drank last night. If it was a drink, I was drinking it. Ugh, I sound like fucking Thomas. Thinking that I was done, I started to get up, but as soon as I did that, I threw up again. I really wish China was here because she always took care of me when I was hungover. I really don't understand what makes her think that I would cheat on her. It literally makes no sense, at all.

After flushing the toilet, I took a look at myself in the mirror. I figured I would take a shower and get dressed for the day. I wasn't going to smoke today. China packed a whole bag like I was actually going to let her sleep over at Dove's house. She ran over there every-time it got real heated between us and I was always there a few hours later, bringing her home. This time I really was going to need Booboo's help though.