Josh POV
I felt sort of bad. I feel guilty, for ruining Camber's friendship with her best friend, but she had to know. I couldn't let her think someone cared about her, when they didn't. The thought to me was unfathomable.
But, this, right here was amazing. Amazing, and something I never thought would happen. Her head on my shoulder, silent tears soaking up my shirt. I don't know what to do, whether or not to put my arms around her. If I do it, and she freaks out, I'll feel even worse.
So, we sit there in silence, until finally she whispers something.
Something I didn't expect her to say, especially not in this situation.
"I like you too, Joshua." She reaches up, and wipes her face with her hand, before looking up at me, and smiling sadly. Her eyes are red and slightly puffy from crying, and her nose is red from coldness, a slight blush on her cheeks. In my opinion though, she has never been more beautiful than she is in this moment, and the urge to kiss her is almost overwhelming.
All these thoughts are coursing through my mind, and the only response I can come up with, is the oh so intelligent, "Oh."
"Yeah...and I wish I weren't so messed up, so we could have a normal relationship, but I really am this messed up, AND I'm being blackmailed which just adds to everything.." She's rambling, feeling the need to explain herself to me, for some reason.
"Camber." I say her name, and she shuts up. Her blue eyes manage to reach my brown ones once again.
"Yes?"
"Breathe, and stop talking. Nobody's perfect; in case you don't recall, I've got my own problems. But, you're perfect to me, and that's all that matters. I'm here to help you, and just be there for you." Smiling down at her, I outstretch my hand. It's an option, not a demand.
Hesitantly, ever so hesitantly, she reaches out her own hand, and intertwined our fingers. This, this right here, is perfection.
"It's us against the world, babe."
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The sun eventually comes up, and we have to go on with our lives. We both mutually decided not to tell Carol and Jerry right now, but also made an agreement where I tried to eat, and she would try her best to communicate better with them.
It's breakfast, and I'm trying to eat the eggs Carol made without choking- it's not that she's a bad chef, it's just hard for me to eat anything.
I look over at her, to help me manage, and for a second I'm breathless. Her black hair is cascading over her shoulder, a charcoal colored sweater is hugging her body, with black skinny jeans and combat boots finishing her off. She's leaned over a bowl of oatmeal, her hair covering her face. I take the chance to stare at her, until Jerry clears his throat, giving me a look.
Blushing, I look back down at my food, that I'm only halfway through.
Ugh.
I fork up another bite, and am about to place it in my mouth when I hear it.
Knock.
Knock.
Leaping at the chance, I set down my fork-a little harder than intended- and run to answer the door.
I pull it open, and low and behold, is the wicked bitch of the west coast.
Ivori Lankston.
The sight of her makes me want to call her bad names, for even considering hurting Camber.
"What the hell do you want?" I spit the words out at her, and she flinches slightly.
"I want to talk to Camber. Why would you tell her? I was doing it for her own good." Ivori shoots her own glare at me, and I have to curl my hands into fists to resist punching her.
"I told her that you were just stabbing her in the back. You don't deserve an apology." I go to close the door in her pathetic face, but she catches it.
"Really, Josh? Really? Let me talk to my friend. My ex friend." She emphasizes the word ex, and before I can stop her again, she pushes through me, and stalks to the kitchen. Following behind her, into the kitchen. When we enter, and Camber catches sight of us, the color rushes out of her face.
"What do you want?" The words are laced with venom, and I can see the shock on the rest of the family's face, and Ivori's face when Camber talked.
"Honey, what did you just say?!" Carol is near ecstasy, and is staring like she has just won a million dollars.
"You heard me. Now, what do you want, you backstabbing bitch?" Camber is standing, her hands curled into fists.
"I never thought I'd have to say this to you, but Camber, language!" I can tell Carol doesn't mean it though; there's this stupid grin on her face.
"Cam- please let me explain myself." Ivori is staring at her, and despite myself, I sort of feel bad for the girl.
"'m waiting." Cam crosses her arms, and taps her foot impatiently, and I resist the ridiculous urge to laugh. Not appropriate, Josh.
"Here?" When Camber nods, Ivori sighs. "Camber. Our friendship had been a secret since I moved here; you didn't want to worry Carol and Jerry about it. Then The Carebear Killers started, and I became friends with Lzzy, Arejay and stuff. Then they would joke about you, and I felt wrong, they would look at me weird when I didn't agree. So that's when it first started. I didn't mean for it to escalate like it did, but I did, and I regret that. You have to know, I love you Camber. You are my best friend, since birth. Please, Cam." Ivori has tears running down her face, and I can see Camber softening a little.
"I-I don't know, Ivori. I don't see how you could do this." Camber shifts weight on her feet.
"Let me show you. We have a gig this Friday...please come?" The look of hope is in Iv's eyes, the thought of a rekindled friendship.
"Um..sure.I guess we'll go." Camber looks at me, and I nod at her. I don't care if I hate Ivori, I'd do anything for this girl.
My girl.
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