All will be okay
Because of forever in a day
My heart stops. Clarissa is still talking, but I don’t know what about. Written in front of me is a song. A song about me, about our Forever in a day, something I thought were just words. Moments when he said things to make me feel better. Yet here they are, being written so he can share his thoughts with the world through his second passion. Showing them his ultimate one.
“Clarissa. I have to go.” I won’t tell him I saw this, but I have this overwhelming urge to touch him, to be with him. No more holding back.
“Okay, honey, call me in a few days. I love you.” Clarissa is gone, and I go to hang up, but there is a message waiting and I accidentally open it while trying to disconnect the call.
“Oh no.” The message that just came through on Cameron’s phone is from Trisha. It’s a picture of her and she is wearing a see-through lingerie outfit with the words ‘see you soon’ written under it. I feel like I’m going to puke.
Chapter Twenty-Four
Cameron
When I walk into my room and see her staring at the phone, I panic. She is as white as a ghost and I’m scared something has happened to make her so fearful. When she sees me she smiles but something is wrong with it. It’s all fake and shit. Not like the Fate I get to see in our home. She’s as real as I am, but the girl in front of me isn’t just hiding. She’s getting ready to run.
“What’s going on?” I ask her, and she just shakes her head. Looking at my room, I see my notebook is there. Maybe that’s what got to her. She saw something in there she wasn’t ready to hear. But the way she continues to look to the phone I feel as if I’m losing a battle I didn’t even know I was in.
“I’m fine. Actually, I was thinking about going back to Orlando for the weekend,” she says and I can’t even use my words. Why all of a sudden is she going to Orlando? “I just thought it’d be a good time with you having meetings about tour dates and I could see Clarissa.” She’s lying. I can see it right before my eyes.
“I can see you’re sad even when you smile,” I finally say, and she looks startled. As if I’ve caught on. She hands me my phone, walking away to her room and a message comes in. It’s from Trisha and I cringe. Looking at it, I see she sent me a picture before and now she’s asking me if I’m cumming. “This is what’s going on.”
She turns to me and I see that I am right. She saw the picture. “I don’t talk to her. I haven’t since the last time you saw her. This is her screwing with us, don’t let her win.” She hasn’t contacted me and I didn’t go looking for her. She’s nothing to me and Fate needs to see that. When it all comes down to it, I will do whatever I have to do to be with Fate. Only Fate. I don’t feel like I’m giving anything up either. She’s it for me. This picture does nothing for me. I’m nauseated at the hurt I’m sure Fate is feeling.
“I’m not. I just want to go see Clarissa. Get away from this all.” There we go, she let it slip at the end and I know I’m right.
“Away from me.” She shakes her head and tries to figure out what to say next. I don’t want to give her the chance. I know I need to let her have some rope on this one. That way I can see how bad it really is.
“Just some space. My head is spinning.” No, that’s not going to help. Fuck, it’s worse than I thought. The last thing we need is all those damn miles between us.
“Then talk about it,” I beg because I need her to. It’s the only way to get over this bullshit my ex is causing us right now. Note to self, I need to change my number first thing tomorrow. I don’t need this shit again.
“When I get back we can.” She leaves to go into her room to presumably pack a bag for her trip that I’m not sure she will come back from.
“Aren’t you tired of running?” She looks hurt, but I can’t stop. “This is what you do, Fate. Shit gets tough. You have doubts and you fucking bolt.”
“I’m sorry for the way I am.” Oh hell, that’s not what I wanted, but she needs to stop doing this because it’s screwing with me too. I never know where I stand and to some that might not be important, but she’s my fucking world.
“Do you not care how much that hurts me that you wouldn’t just come to me?” Why are we always coming back here? I thought we were past this, but it’s like something keeps making her run. I think it has something to do with her past, but I know I can’t bring that shit up or she will be gone forever.