“Look at me! They’re going to know what I did. Do you know if there’s a backdoor I can use?” Her panic-filled eyes surprise me. This is the first time a girl is ashamed to be seen after having sex with me. Admittedly, our circumstances are different than a regular hookup.
“I saw a door to the backyard right next to the bottom of the staircase. Although you shouldn’t walk back alone.”
She rushes to unlock the door. “I’ll order a cab or something. See you on Tuesday.”
Chapter Sixteen
KAMILA
What did I just do?What the hell did I just do?I broke all of my rules.
It meant nothing, Kamila. Especially not to him. It was one night.
Only it means so much more than a one-night stand because of our past. I saw it in his face, too. There was anger, hunger, and a primal need, but the guilt, oh God, the guilt is starting to set in.
Ana.
“Shit!” I shout while walking down the driveway of the Kappa house. How could I be so stupid and careless?
Stupid, stupid, stupid. I cringe, remembering what I saw in the mirror.
My hair is a huge, tangled mess, I have makeup under my eyes, and I’m commando in a dress in cold weather with no jacket. I kick a rock with a grunt which hurts like a bitch because of my shoes.
Dialing the local cab company in town, the operator informs me that there’s about a ten-minute wait. Great, more time to question my life choices in the cold.
Remembering my friends who I just ditched, I shoot a message to Levi.
Me: Hey don’t feel well, must’ve been something I ate. Headed home now in a cab. Is everything okay on your end?
My phone buzzes.
Levi: Sorry babe. I was wondering why you were taking so long I was getting worried. Let me know if you need anything. Don’t worry about Ems, she’s being well taken care of.
Me: Thanks. I appreciate all of you.
Levi: Of course <3
My friends are amazing, and I suck. Spotting the cab, I climb in. In a few minutes, we reach Astor Hall. Throwing my money to the driver, who’s giving me anI know what you didlook, I rush to my room. Someone in the group might bring Em home soon, and I don’t want them to see me this way. I hurriedly get ready for bed. It’s only one in the morning and I’m already getting ready to go to sleep on my birthday. How lame is that?
Closing my eyes and doing my breathing exercises, I’m hoping that sleep will find me, but nope, my brain has other plans. I keep tossing and turning, thinking about Cameron. His sounds and his facial expressions when he comes.
Pulling my pillow over my face, I scream and kick my feet like a child.
The sex was good…okay, it was great. I haven’t had anyone treat me like that in bed before. Most guys have been so delicate with me, like I’m breakable, and after a while, it gets old.
How did this come to be? We were best friends for almost two years in high school. We spent most days together and sure, I found him attractive, but I was never jealous of him and Ana. What changed? Tension? Chemistry? Hormones? Time? Mutual hatred?
I try thinking back on more memories between us, attempting to figure out if there were any signs of this in high school, and my mind drifts to one specific day…
A little under three years ago
Ana, Cam, and I are walking down the hallway to homeroom. We just got back from winter break, and it’s freakin’ freezing outside, but I’m still required to wear my cheerleading uniform every day, no matter the weather. It might be off-season for the football team, but we have practice year-round.
Ana’s going on about something to do with the Prom committee, even though it’s still around five months away. I tune her out. If I don’t tune her out here and there, I think I’d kill her. I love my twin, but we live together, go to school together, and she’s dating my best friend. That is way more time than any sibling should be spending with the other.
Cameron and I got the same homeroom class again this year. Ana tried to change her schedule to be with us, but our class was already full. Finally, we get to the point in the hallways where we have to go our separate ways. Cam and Ana kiss each other quickly. Thankfully, they don’t ever make out in front of me.
“You okay there, Kami?” He smiles down at me. Cam’s been happier lately. He and Ana are better, I think. That’s what they both tell me anytime I ask.
