Present Scott“Let mu...” she tried to speak, but I shoved her against the wall, kissing her violently. When her delicate breasts rubbed against my firm chest as I pushed her further into the bathroom, my cock twitched. I bit her lower lip when she tried to kiss me back. I felt my heart quicken when Maura suddenly called out, “Scott!” Shit! Shit! Shit! A loud bang sounded, and the door flew open. She stormed into the room, glaring at us. “What the fuck is happening here?” She raged. I didn’t even try to conceal the fact that I just kissed someone who wasn’t my fiancée. I glanced at Camille, who was already staring at me, gasping for breath. As I looked at her lips, I could see they were wet and red from kisses and the saliva dripping from the corner of her mouth. My gaze turned back to her. Our eyes locked for a long time before I acknowledged the presence of my fiancée. “I had to give her medicine,” I said, running a hand through my messy hair. “We need her to live.” “Scott…”
PastCamille "What!" I exclaimed. She looked nervous as she mumbled, "Yes, she's tried to commit suicide. Now she's in the hospital.""Oh, my God!" "What will happen if the school authorities find out our truth?" Rika's face wrinkled in worry. "I don't want to get into trouble." She grabbed my hand. "You know my father. If he comes to know about it, he will get angry and never allow me to pursue my studies.""I'll tell my mother about it. Don't worry. Perhaps she can help us get rid of this trouble." I sighed heavily. "And I won't allow you to get into this matter. I hate to see you in trouble, either.""But you can't blame yourself for everything, Cam, can you? I contributed significantly to the trouble we are in. It would have been better to listen to you and never have cut her straps because you know bitch tried to commit suicide. If it weren't for us, I would want her to die.""Stop it, Rika..."' I glared at her hard, cutting her off. "You can't be that selfish, can you?" "Yes
PresentCamille For the filming of his movie, Scott traveled to Norway. It had been a week since we last saw each other. Maura returned that day as she had gone with him to spend some quality time. In the newspaper, I read about them everywhere. A picture of them kissing on the beach at sunset was all over social media. A rumor was also circulating that they would soon wed. This all made me distressed. Despite knowing that Scott would never love me still I had tiny hope in my heart that one day he would consider me something. What he was giving Maura I just wanted a small part of it. I wanted to make a little space in his heart. I brushed his thought away before parking the car in front of Maura’s house. On my way to the supermarket, I bought some groceries that Maura’s private chef had asked me for. Archie was busy with the new movie as he was a producer of a big production house, and Kate went to the airport to pick up Maura. With a sigh, I grabbed the grocery bag from the backsea
PastCamille Samuel led me into his room, which was filled with thick and muddy books. The room was neat, clean, and well-kept. “How’s my room?” He asked me with a grin. “This feels like home.” I smiled as I reached for the book on his bookshelf. “What sort of book is this?” I flipped through the pages. “It looks boring.” “This is a science fiction novel by H. G. Wells.” “Hmm...” I sighed and put the book back on the shelf. “I hate science.” He grinned, coming closer to me. “Do you want me to tell you a summary of this novel?” “Hell, no.” I groaned and got away from him. Approaching the window, I looked straight at my room’s window. “So you watch me every night?” “I am helpless.” He placed a hand on my shoulder, making me startled. “I love you, Cami.” I froze in shock at his statement. “I love you more than my life. You know I’ve been in love with you for ten years.” After a heavy sigh, I closed my eyes briefly before turning around to face him. “Sam, I’m sorry…” suddenly my
PresentCamille “Maura, please…” Before I could finish the sentence, Michael ripped my t-shirt off my body, causing me to freeze in shock. Defeated, I squeezed my eyes, falling to my knees and begging for help. “Come here, bitch!” Michael grabbed me by the hair and dragged me to my feet. Grinding my teeth, I snatched the wine bottle off the table and slammed it right into his head, causing him to bleed. A moment later, he reached out to touch his head and looked at his hand with horror. The next second, his eyes rolled back in his head before his body landed on the ground. I heard people suck into breath behind me as I was still holding a broken wine bottle and blood was trickling from it. Michael lay flat on the floor. I stared at his body as he remained motionless. His blood spread slowly across the white, pristine floor. “Is he dead?” the redhead asked, her voice filled with fear. “What have you done?” Maura exclaimed as she stepped next to me. “Shit!” she softly kicked Michae
PresentCamille My hair was straightened out with a blunt cut and long curtain bangs, and it had been dyed caramel. Since Rika liked my short, dark hair, I had never bothered to change its color. She said my black hair made my gray eyes stand out. It gave them a sharper look. “You look lovely in this haircut,” Charles, my hairstylist, said with a glowing smile. “Do you like it?” “It looks great,” I replied, turning around to see my hair in the mirror. “It changed my face a bit.” “Now, let me give you the final touch before you move on to your dress. Sia will be here with your dress anytime.” He made me sit on a styling chair before beginning to work on my face. It was so painful that I was in a lot of pain after being waxed. As I looked in the mirror, my beauty struck me for the very first time. My last visit to the salon was years ago. “Ouch!” I winced when Charles removed my facial hair with a strip. “What the heck is it?” “I will remove your unwanted hair from your face so th
Past ScottThe rumor spread through the entire school that my nerd brother, Samuel Martinez, was sleeping with Camille Davidson. When I saw Samuel and Camille kissing in the parking lot, my doubt was cleared. Arms around arms, their lips sucking one another. This sight angered me without knowing why. I didn’t want my brother to get hurt or end up with something I couldn’t bear. I once dreamed of holding Camille in my arms. I always dreamt of being close to her. I liked to listen to her voice. I liked her eyes. When she was angry, I liked it. What I disliked about her was her cruelty. She did what she liked. Her actions were always hurtful. After being injured, Maura was slowly recovering and would resume classes soon. I would be lying if I told you I wasn’t missing her. I missed her, but more than that, I missed Camille Davidson. There was an enormous change in her. Recently, she began behaving unexpectedly, becoming silent and cold. Whenever I looked into her eyes, I found a differ
PastScott“Coffee?” I offered it to Camille as she had been sitting in the waiting room for hours. Mrs. Davidson’s surgery was in progress, and it would take a couple of hours to be completed.“Thank you,” she whispered, grabbing a mug and bringing it to her lips. Her hands were shaking as she sipped the coffee. “I’m scared.”“Everything will be fine,” I told her as I sat next to her. “Scott...” she bit her lip before letting out a long sigh. “I appreciate you being here.” “Don’t thank me. I would have done the same if it were someone else.” “I apologize for everything I have done to you.” I scoffed. “I won’t forgive you unless you forgive me.” Her eyes were pulled away from the floor to look at me. It was obvious that she was exhausted and in pain. “I forgive you.” I leaped closer to her and touched her neck, which was smeared with my fingerprints. “If Samuel hadn’t separated me from you, I almost killed you.” “I almost killed you with the leather belt that day.” She cracked