One Smile Please

Chapter Thirty Four

One Smile Please

Chapter Thirty Four:

He raised the gun at me, his hand unwithering. "If I can't have you, no one can Charlie." My arms fly in front of me as if they were going to shield me from the bloody gun. I looked around and saw nothing. Absolutely nothing. I was in an abyss of nothingness. He walks up to me and gruffly grabs me by the chin. "Look at me. I told you, I gave you time, and I gave you space. But no, you ran off with that Tyler first and now this Cameron. I've had enough."

"No Vincent, look you don't have to do this..." instead of listening to me, he holds out the gun again. This time without any hesitation, he shoots.

As the noise of the gun shot reverberates in my head, I sit upright on my bed, completely shaken. My breathing is rapid and I'm sweating like there's no tomorrow.

I had completely forgotten my encounter with Vincent. What with everything else going on. It still hadn't fully sunk in I guess. Maybe I was jumping to conclusions. He hadn't actually agreed to any of those accusations.

But he was hiding behind the bush and just staring.

My gut was telling me that I had made the worst choice ever by letting Vincent get away that day, and the day when I found out he was abusing Jenny. I shouldn't have done that. Maybe I should talk to Jenny about this. A guy like him deserved to be behind bars. She'd understand. I just didn't like the idea of someone like him being able to roam around the streets like that.

I ran a hand through my hair, then throw my duvet off of me and walk to the window. Initially to open it and get some fresh air. But mainly to see if someone was there behind the bushes.

There wasn't any behind the bushes but there was someone lying on our doorstep, and sleeping! I rubbed my eyes and then looked again. And he was still there. What the hell was he still doing here?! And how the fuck was the rain not bothering him?! That guy was one stubborn ass and he was going to get bloody pneumonia or something. With that thought I instantly run out of my room and down the stairs, whipping the door open.

There he was. Shivering. My heart breaks a little just seeing him like that. I closed my eyes, glancing away for a second, trying to get my emotions in tack.

I shake him as I get there. "Cameron?" I say. He doesn't respond. I touch his forehead and like I expected he was burning up. This fucking idiot.

"Cameron," I shouted. "Cameron?" I say quieter this time, with fear creeping into my voice. "Cameron..." I almost sobbed. But that's when I felt Cameron move slightly. He groans. "Oh my god, you idiot, you scared the life out of me. I thought you were dead or something." I say breathing a sigh of relief.

Cameron smiles grimly. "At least that means you still care about me." Immediately I got up and stepped away from him.

"What are you doing here?" I ask in a montone voice.

He pulls himself up and laughs awkwardly as he struggles. I almost reach out to help him. Almost. But his hurtful words from a few nights back resurface. "I said I wouldn't leave."

This angers me, "Wait so you think that sitting out here in the rain like some fucked up Romeo is going to make me forgive you? All sitting out here for the rest of the night is going to do is give you bloody pneumonia Cameron! Why don't you get that I don't want anything to do with you anymore?!" I all but scream at him. Then my voice drops a few octaves, "Don't you think you've hurt me enough?"

For the first time, Cameron breaks eye contact with me and slowly stands up. "I have hurt you Charlie, and only I know how much I regret it. But I want to give you everything now. As cliché and cheesy as it may sound, I want to give you all the happiness in the world. I don't ever want to see you cry. I promise from this moment onwards, I won't be the reason there are tears in your eyes. And I won't let anything else be the reason for the tears in your eyes. I love you Charlie." His words ring in my ear and cause me to take an unbalanced step backwards. Did he just... I spin around and away from him.