The Game of Love

Chapter Twenty-Two

After we left Antonio’s trap we headed back to Kameron’s trap. All you heard throughout the place was his voice booming through the walls. He was pacing back and forth as if he was about to blow; anger covered his face and vengeance filled his eyes. The whole time his crew sat silent as if they were too scared to speak, however, I would be too since Kameron was clutching his gun as if it was his child. I had never seen Kameron so mad, just the way he looked at me scared me. I didn’t know this person and that scared me even more.

Once Kameron was done screaming his head off and telling his crew off, we finally headed home and I for one was grateful. The whole car ride we were silent and frankly I didn’t mind since I wasn’t sure he was stable enough to talk straight. When we arrived I just got out the car and went straight into the house. I went straight into my room and took a shower.

When I got out the shower I slipped on a Betty Boop shirt dress. By that time I was starving and went downstairs to find some food. It really didn’t matter what I ate as long as I got food. I turned the corner to be faced with Kameron cooking something over the stove, I tried to slowly back up but accidently ran into the trash can. He quickly looked my way with his piercing eyes. I didn’t know what to say so I just looked down trying not to meet his gaze. This was the first time I felt like a shy girl too scared to be seen. “I-I um I um was trying to g-get some f-food,” I said stuttering uncontrollably. I wanted to slap myself for being so nervous right now. “Good thing I’m cooking.” I couldn’t answer so I just smiled slightly and then turned away to leave. “I thought you said you were hungry,” he said stopping me in my tracks. “I will come back a later when you are not busy.”

“Why. You usually sit and wait while I cook. Kind of need the company right now.”

“Didn’t want to bother you considering the night you have had.”

“Shouldn’t I be saying that to you.” I looked up at him suddenly from his words. Ever since the incident, I haven’t really had the chance to think about it. Suddenly everything from Antonio’s confession to Louis almost raping me came flashing through my mind and a tear escaped. I was frightened but more than anything I was angry at the fact I let myself be kidnapped in the first place. I let myself become a victim and I hated that. “Hey, don’t cry your safe now,” Kameron said engulfing me in a hug. I wasn’t crying and dint plan too, I wanted revenge. I was now at the point where I was done pitying myself, I now wanted to make Antonio pay for the hurt he caused. “Can you stop doing that,” I asked pushing him away from me. “Stop doing what,” asked as if I hurt his feelings for rejecting his affection. “Can you stop treating me as if I am some helpless little girl that is only able to find the worse in a person?”

“Maybe if you stopped trying to make everyone the good guy and just accept that they are the villain, I wouldn’t have to.”

“If I stopped trying to find the good in people I wouldn’t be talking to you right now because you constantly show me the worst side of you.”

“Look all I’m saying is it is my job to protect you and I’m not going to stop just because you want to feel as if you are some big bad wolf everyone should be afraid of, life doesn’t work that way.”

“Whatever.”

“No, you don’t get to whatever me because this whole thing is your damn fault! If you had any common damn sense none of this would be happening! But noooo you wanted to find true love, you wanted to find somebody that you thought would be better than me and you know what you got? A bigger asshole than me! Never mind the fact I have always been here protecting you whenever you needed it, but now that’s not good enough, what else do you fuckin want from me?!” He pushed pass me mumbling some other things while stomping up the stairs. Therefore leaving me alone in the kitchen, I didn’t understand how he could get so angry so quickly. I wasn’t hungry anymore, so I went back to my room and went to sleep.