Save Me | cameron dallas

Chapter Two

Ella's POV-

The next day arrived quickly. The entire night I tossed and turned in my bed, thinking about the hectic day I had experienced.

I still am unable to believe the fact that Jackson dumped me.

I can admit that our relationship was a bit boring, you could tell that there was a lack of lust, but not even that stopped me from loving that boy. We spent five months being completely inseparable from each other.

We did almost everything together. He was always so sweet to me and never failed to bombard me with compliments.

The last month of our relationship was pretty rough, though. I cannot even begin to count the number of fights we had.

I remember praying at night that the Jackson I used to know would come back. But he never did, and maybe it's for the best.

I hate to admit it, but I couldn't help myself from thinking about Cameron. The smile that that boy could pull off made my knees go weak for a reason I can't seem to comprehend. I don't even know the kid, but I do know that last night, when I was in bed alone, I missed him. I literally missed his presence. For all I know, he could be a serial killer. Knowing that, I still couldn't stop missing him.

It kills me to know that I might not see Cameron again. I regret not getting his number after everything he did for me. The least I could've done was to have given him my phone number.

I try to clear my mind and forget about things for awhile as I got ready for my classes.

~

When I was completely ready for the day, I locked all the doors in my small house and walked out to my car.

I climbed in and started it, flinching when the loud sound of the engine roared itself to life.

I attend the University of California, Berkeley. For some reason, I have never wanted to be apart of a sorority. I have noticed that it has been a life-long goal for some girls to be apart of a sorority and live in a dorm with their best friend as their roommate one day, but for a reason I can't seem to explain, I have never wanted either of those things.

Fortunately, my parents were incredibly smart and each earned their share of well-earned money, so I naturally received a good share of it when I left for college. I bought a small house close to Berkeley and I couldn't be happier.

Grace, one of my closest friends, begged me to join a sorority, but I just couldn't bring myself to do it. She was very persuasive, but I managed to ignore her.

One of the main reasons I wanted to attend the university of Berkeley was because Jackson was going to as well, but he ended up getting accepted to his dream college in Washington.

Jackson only attended a month at the University of Washington located in Seattle before giving up and dropping out. He then moved back in with his parents for awhile, but soon after his parents bought him a small house similar to mine, which he lives in today.

For some insane reason, I decided to stay with him and help him try to become successful, but now that I look back at all of the things I did for that boy, I regret every single one of them.

Thinking about everything that has happened between me and Jackson makes me nauseous. If it weren't for him, I probably wouldn't even live in California.

As I pull into the parking lot of Berkeley college, a huge wave of stress hits me as if it were a slap in the face. I realize that I haven't told my parents what happened with me and Jackson.

I need to call them, but I decide to push it off until later.

As soon as I climb out of my car, I see Grace and walk as fast as I can to catch up with her so I can tell her what happened. I guess I just haven't had time to tell anyone about me and Jackson, except for that boy I met in the field...

"Hey!" Grace waves.

"I need to tell you something." I sigh.

"Yeah, what is it?"

I grab her hand and pull her to the side so we aren't in the way of anyone trying to get to their morning classes.

"Jackson dumped me."

"What? No way."

"No, he did. After everything I did for him."

Grace is speechless for a moment.

"Didn't you stay at his house all week?"

"Yeah."

Grace fiddles with the cover of her notebook before replying.

"What a jerk. I can't believe he would do that. I'm so sorry, Ella."

"No, it's okay. I mean, it's not like it's your fault. I don't need him anyway." I say as if I'm trying to make myself believe it as well.

"You know what? You're right. You don't need Jackson. You're taking this very well." She smiles.

"I just can't believe it..." She continues.

"I had trouble believing it too." I roll my eyes and let out another sigh before saying goodbye to Grace and making my way to my first class.

~

After a long and frustrating day of classes, it's finally time to go home. I gather all my textbooks and organize my notes in a folder before exiting the campus and driving home.

When I finally arrive at my house, I let out a huge huff of relief and barge in.

I toss all of my school belongings onto the kitchen counter and practically collapse on the couch.

~

When I wake up, I realize that I've been sleeping for over two hours. I stretch for a couple minutes and then gain enough strength to get up and make some dinner.

As I was walking to the kitchen, I noticed a small, white piece of paper flapping against the outside of the transparent window on my front door.

Confused, I walked to the door and lightly creaked it open.

I tore off the piece of paper and was shocked when it read the following words:

You probably have a lot on your mind, so I'll be waiting for you by the tree in the field if you want to talk.
Your friend,
C.