Accidental Roommate (NEW)

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The setting sun was shining into the room, lending a golden glow to everything it touched. It was the golden hour of the day where day was turning into night. Most people in the small town would be heading back home after a tiring day's work and preparing for dinner. But not Cameron. He wasn't even paying attention to the beautiful sunset.

It wasn't that he didn't know how late it was getting. His eyes darted to the clock often enough that time felt like it was crawling by. He knew how late it was. With every minute that passes, the band around his chest tightened and the breath left his lungs faster and faster. Pacing around the room, he felt like he was slowly losing his mind.

As dusk turns into night, there was still no news from Sharon. He was descending into madness. He had returned in late afternoon after spending the entire morning and afternoon with the group of boys. He had been so focused with them that he hadn't really noticed the length of her absence. But now, as stars began twinkling in the sky, there was still no word from her. Worry had a tight grip on his soul.

Night was darkening. He wanted to go out and find her. Anything was better than waiting int their room. But that was impossible. For one thing, she hadn't told him her address. Being new around the area, it was like trying to find a needle in a haystack.

But there was one other reason that made him want to tear his hair out. It was such an annoying hindrance he wanted to be like all those famous people and throw a huge tantrum. That would be a good outlet compared to this churning whirlpool in his chest. Basically what he was alluding to was the staff in the bed and breakfast.

He didn't know why there was such a big change. They had left a great impression on him last night when they'd checked in. And Sharon had been there with him. Maybe the person working the night shift didn't know her infamy. But now that the people in the know knew h was with Sharon, their treatment had noticeably worsened. It was tough enough to get things done. He had to flaunt his fame before they'd move. But if he didn't ask for anything, they'd noticeably left him alone.

He wouldn't care about but when they wouldn't answer a single question about Sharon and her family, he felt the overwhelming urge to do violence. He just wanted to know her address. This was a small town. Someone obviously knew and was keeping acting like a dick. They were acting like Sharon was the person to be wary about instead of her mother and "friend".

They were another reason he was still in this room. He didn't know what he was going to do if he met them but he knew it was going to be bad. Even with his self-control, just thinking about them was enough for his hands to curl into fists and his shoulder to bunch up. He was worried about Sharon right now. He didn't have time for anyone else. So that left wandering around town out.

Then where did this leave him? He was suffocating. It felt like there was no air in this room. His feeling of helplessness was enhanced. Every muscle in his body was so tense that a wrong gust of wind was going to make him jump like a cat. He was doing that even now. He jumped at every sound and pounced on his phone at every notification. Time stood still while he checked it out but upon realising that none of them were from her, the anxiety returned ten folds.

Everything went out the window when the clock read seven-thirty. He had enough of waiting. He didn't know what he was going to do or where he was going to go but he needed to do something. He didn't care if he walked around the entire town that night. He just had to get out of the room and get some answers. .

Grabbing his sports shoes, he was about to head out when he saw the doorknob turning. Holding his breath, he let out a long breath when he saw a familiar dress. Uncaring that the dress was clinging to her body, he pulled her into his arms and held her tight. All tension left his body as he breathed in her familiar scent, as her familiar softness surrounded him.