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🧘🏽‍♀️Living With Him🧘🏽‍♀️

   πŸ”ž{The Bad Boy Wants Me}πŸ”ž
πŸ₯° Camilla's Pov πŸ₯°

           After hugging them for what seemed like centuries but was probably a few minutes. I disengaged full of smiles.

"You're back." I beamed happily.

"Not necessarily, but yeah we're back for a few days." Dad replied throwing glanced at Dylan.

"We were just about to leave for school " I stated to try and clear the air.

"Okay." He replied.

"We'll talk when I get back, let's go Dylan." I walked out the room, Dylan walked past my dad as he gulped.

"I don't think he likes me much." 

"Don't bother, that's how he is with all the guys he sees me with."

"Even Kyle?" He asked, my breathe hitched hearing his name.

"Oh shit! Am sorry." He added quickly, I shook my head shrugging it off.

"It's okay. My dad and Kyle are okay in a way. He knows we're dating so he has no other option. Or he knew we were dated." I quickly corrected.

"Aren't you gonna eat something?" He asked and I shook my head in a negative way.

"I want to be hungry so I can wake up and stumble upon you watching "The Notebook"." 

"Shhh." He said as I giggled.

"So you do remember."

"Of course." I answered.

"That reminds me, you were saying something before my dad walked in"

"It can wait." He responded, I grabbed a few pancakes, stuffing them in my mouth.

"Bye Mr and Mrs Emerton." I greeted trailing behind Dylan.

"I think my dad might start dropping me off as from tomorrow until he leaves though." Dylan gave me a small nod before starting his bike and driving off.


Minutes later, he did the usual routine and I did mine. I shut my locker on my way to class. I saw Kyle approaching. Almost immediately, I wanted to turn back and avoid him. I realised it was childish so I continued walking. Our paths crossed, I gulped as he held my arm so I couldn't move past him.

"What!" I made my voice come out hard,cold, rough, emotionless.

"Can we talk?" His tone was pleading.

"It'll only take a minute, I promise." I hesitated before nodding my head slowly.

"Lead the way." My face was straight as he walked ahead to an empty class.

"60 seconds and counting." I tapped my foot on the floor to show how impatient I was 

"Firstly, I love you." He started, I forced myself not to give in.

"I made a mistake, I shouldn't have taken her out with me not to mention touching her or having sex with her, sorry isn't big enough to describe my apology." He added as my breathing quickened.

"Camilla, I don't know what to do that'll make this better. I do know that I can't loose you, I don't want to loose you." His voice was low.

"30 seconds." I looked away.

"I promise you, I would never ever cheat on you again, just a second chance please." My resolves were slowly falling apart.

"20 seconds." I voiced out with a sniffle.

"Camilla, I love you." He repeated.

"10 seconds." I gulped, quivering.

"I love you so much and I don't want to loose you, please." He begged.

"5 seconds Kyle." I quickly wiped the tear that rolled out.

"Time's up, I have to go." I turned around and made the leave.

"I'm sorry if you hate me more for this." He pulled me closer against the door of the class and fussed our lips together, his lips moved against mine in a sweet torture. I didn't kiss him back, I couldn't. All I could think about was his hands on her body, touching her, thrusting into her, making her cum over and over again. It disgusted me. I shoved him away so hard he almost tipped over and fell.

"Stay away from me." Tears clogged my throat. I opened the door and rushed out.

"Sorry." I apologized immediately as I ran into someone.

"Hey are you okay?" She asked tenderly.

"No..." My voice broke as I talked to the stranger.

"Hey, it's okay. Come with me." I didn't know why but I walked with her to the girl's restroom.

"I'm Miranda." She said as I dried my tears.

"Camilla." I responded and she smiled.

"Well, it's nice to meet you Camilla." She smiled, I was grateful she helped me and didn't ask why I was breaking down and in tears, I wouldn't be able to explain because I didn't know why I did, it just hurt so badly....




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