Cameron Boyce Short Stories

Crossed Part 9

Dove

I was walking down the hallway of the campus center, when I looked up from my phone to see Cameron, visibly upset, eyes baggy, and hair messy.

"Hey, you." I said walking up to him, but didn't get the response that I was hoping for. Instead, he pulled me inside of one of the study spaces, shutting and locking the door behind him.

"You were there weren't you?" he questioned, jaws clenched.

"What?" I questioned.

"Don't fucking play with me, Dove." he said back. "You were there, when China and I fought. And that's how you knew I wasn't okay. That's how you fucking knew."

"Cam I-," I began.

"It's a fucking yes or no question!" he yelled, pinning me up against the door.

"Yes." I said.

"And you used that to your advantage." he said. "You knew I was in a bad spot, so you took your opportunity. How fucking low do you have to be? You knew what my last break up did to me."

"And you're really going to put all the blame on me for your actions?" I asked. "No one told you to start fucking China. No one told you to start fucking other girls. No one told you to go back to her. No one told you to kiss me back after you kissed me."

"News flash, Dove." he growled, pressing his forehead against the side of my face, talking in my ear. "I don't like you as more than a friend. Maybe even not a friend anymore. You would be the last girl, I ever fuck. Kissing you was a mistake. And I'm sorry I fucking invited you back to my room. You're fucking worthless to me for doing that shit."

"Get the fuck off up me." I said, mustering up all my strength to push him away, trying to hold back my tears. This hurt, big time. "You're a fucking asshole, Cameron. A fucking coward. What? China wouldn't welcome you back with open arms?"

"You shut your fucking mouth." he said. "Don't fucking worry about me and China. You're just mad because it's not you that I was fucking. Kissed me, just so you could get a sense of what it felt like." I unlocked the door and I was about  to open it, but he ran up behind me, slamming it shut, holding both of his arms above my head and against the door.

"Do you take pride in further breaking someone that was already broken?" he asked. "Or do you like the idea of eating off of China's plate? What you did to Thomas? Are you proud of that too? You're lucky he still wants to talk to you. And then you have the nerve to walk around and play like you're the fucking victim when you're not!"

"Let me go." I begged as I began to cry.

"Why'd you take advantage of me?" he questioned.

"Let me go!" I screamed.

"NO!" he screamed back. "Give me an answer!" My head was spinning and it felt like the room was closing. I closed my eyes, trying to take deep breaths as he hovered over me.

"Cameron.." I said quietly. "Please.. I can't breathe."

"What?!" he questioned, yelling.

"I can't fucking breathe!" I screamed, using all my strength once again to push him off of me, watching as he fell to the ground. I slowly slid my back down the door, hugging my knees to my chest as the tears flowed.

"You're crying?" he asked. "I should be the one fucking crying. And to think you were down to earth? You were taking advantage of my situation this entire time. Pretending you cared just to get closer to me in hopes that one day we'd be together. Well fuck you, Dove. FUCK YOU." I could hear him walking over to me, kneeling down to my level.

"Let me tell you something." he said, venom in his voice. "You won't ever be broken the way you are right now, by someone who isn't broken. So before you try to take me down any further, remember our little conversation." I stayed silent as he moved me from in front of the door.

"See you around." he said. "Dovey. Oh and don't even try to make your way back to Tommy. I won't fucking let that happen. You evil piece of-," He paused, chuckling to himself. "You're not even worth the fucking words to be honest with you and whatever comes your way in whatever love life you manage to work up, I just want you to know that you 100% deserve every single, HORRIBLE piece of it. Fuck you."

I was lost for words, so I just sat there, crying. I did have feelings for him, I did love him, and he searched all over for me, just to break me down like this. What could he have possibly gained from this? And why did he think that it was still a good time to bring up what happened between Thomas and I and then put the entire blame on me, as if what happened wasn't equally our faults.

I understood what happened between him and his ex and I was one of the people that was fully there for him after. I understood and that's why I fell for him the way I did. And now, he threw everything back in my face and I'm done. I'm done chasing him, trying to appeal to him. I'm done trying.

I'm so done.