Golden (Book 1 of the Golden Series)

Chapter 73

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CHAPTER 73

By the time Cam comes back with the water, Kristie has fallen asleep. In her words, 'there was nothing else to do' and to be honest, I couldn't exactly disagree with her. 

As he stands at the door and tries to get me to take it, I ignore him - continuing to look down at my feet and hum a song under my breath that blocks out his voice. 

He continues to try for a moment while I just get louder, my voice completely out of tune and singing the wrong lyrics but I know that it's helping to stop me from giving in. 

I expect him to give up and go away, that's why when the door suddenly clangs and swings open, I look up in surprise. I follow his movements at he walks into the room, shutting the bars behind him before walking over to me. He crouches down and places the cup at my feet before stepping back and sliding down the wall on the opposite side. 

So, he was staying then.

After a few seconds of trying to ignore the painful scratching in my throat, I sigh and pick up the cup. 

I snort when I realise what it is.

"Is this a paper cup?" I ask flatly, finally looking at the ginger boy who I'd describe (if I wasn't currently dealing with the betrayal and insanity) as bashful; an endearing, bashful expression on his face.

"I was told not to give you an actual one in case you decided to attack me with it," he mumbles, avoiding my eyes, "I thought I'd be on the safe side."

"It's not me that would stab you," I inform him before motioning to our best friend on the floor beside us, "However, someone would take you out in a heartbeat for what you've done."

It wasn't a lie- Kristie definitely had a violent streak in her when someone really hurt the people she cared for. Not to mention people who kidnapped her or locked her in a cell.

Cam snorts silently at my comment but nods his head, his hands flexing as he pulls his knees up into his chest, "Yeah, you're probably right." 

I drink the water without a word, the silence dragging out between us as I try to occupy my mind with anything other than the boy whose staring at me as if he's the one whose heartbroken.

But, whether it's because I can't take awkward silences or because my anger boils up and over my self-restraint - I open my mouth and speak.

"I guess this is why you didn't use that ticket and go away with your mother then? So you could kidnap me?"