Forever With Ace|16+✔️

Chapter 18

Ace's POV

I can't believe that she lied to me, multiple time. Why didn't she tell me? I just don't understand why she'd lie to me. When I asked Ash about it he said he wasn't sure why Jo told Ma that he got out clean and sober and that I should defiantly talk to Camila about it.

Is this the only thing she's lied to me about or is there more and she just hasn't told me.

"Hey" I say to George and Brad falling back onto the couch.

"You good?" George looks towards me full of concern, I don't want to involve anyone especially before I talk to her myself.

"Yeah, just tired" I shrug, I could barely sleep with my mind turning like a damn broken windmill going a million miles an hour.

I've already been to the mall and gotten what I wanted, Asher came with me and I helped him pick out Christmas presents well aware Christmas is tomorrow. I dropped him back off at the apartment so he could wrap the presents, we're both equally shit at wrapping but who cares they are getting ripped open anyway.

"Where's Ma?" I lean my head back against the couch.

"Do you not see the decorations?" George gestures to the fire place where the stockings are hung.

I look around the living room spotting the huge green Christmas tree lit in the corner, I never realised. I must've been too in my head to realise all the beautiful decorations Ma worked so hard putting up and Hannah, she's a freak for holidays.

"Did you see the reindeer on the lawn?" Brad smiles proudly.

"Nah" I shake my head.

He tuts, "I put that up" he wiggles his eyebrows, "Took me awhile though"

"So, where is Henry and Hannah?"

"With Ma getting ingredients"

"And Cam?" I should maybe ask her why she lied instead of leaving it to long and having this conversation tomorrow isn't a good idea when it's suppose to be all cheery or whatever.

"Upstairs I think, naked for sure" Brad licks his lips.

"You wish" I scoff, why does he always have to piss me off about Cam. One day I'm going to smack him and he'll regret it.

"I don't wish, I know, she's just been freshly fucked" he sternly says, I glare his way my eyes burning through his sparking humorous ones.

George hits his chest hard and he grunts in pain, "Stop saying shit like that otherwise she'll soon knock you out" George has my back.

"It's called a joke, y'all so sensitive damn" he rubs his chest.

"Hi guys!" we hear and all turn to the archway seeing Cam walking by.

I stand up quickly and follow her to the kitchen, I hear Brad do an impression of a whip but I ignore, "Hey" she glances at me with a little laugh.

"Is that a Christmas sweater?" I look towards the reindeer on her sweater with a bright red nose.

"The 'Merry Christmas' didn't give it away?" She slides her finger across the stitched letters, humour laced in her tone.

"Christmas spirit I see" I chuckle, eyeing the rest of her body.

"Yeah, coffee?"

"Yeah" should I ask her straight up or see if she'll lie about it again.

She places a black coffee in front of me, "Hey, can I ask you something?"