I wake up to a sharp pain in my stomach. I must've rolled over or something in my sleep, and now I'm in pain. It's still dark out and I wonder how long it's been since I last took one of my pills. I check my dad's phone on my nightstand and see that it's 5am.
Just as I'm about to get up and get my medicine, memories of Colton flood my mind.
He was here. I forgave him and we made out. A lot. We even fell asleep together. My bed is empty and now I'm feeling a different type of pain. He left. Without saying bye.
What if he changed his mind? Maybe he doesn't want me. What if I just dreamt the whole thing up? Maybe my memories are just dreams that have been tampered with by my painkillers.
Both possibilities make me want to cry. I'm alone and I'm in pain. Yeah, I can definitely cry right now. Just as the tears start rolling down my face, I hear the toilet flush in my bathroom and the door swings open.
"Camryn what's wrong, why are you sitting up?" A worried Colton is at my side in seconds. He's still here! Despite the joy I feel, I can't stop myself from crying. He pulls me into his arms and I flinch in pain. "Shit, are you okay?" he asks, pulling away.
"I thought you left," I cry. Why am I crying?
"Oh Camryn, I'm not going anywhere, not anymore," he says, kneeling in front of me. "Are you hurt?" I nod. He stands up and leaves my room. Holy shit what is he doing? It's five o'clock, my parents must be back from their party!
I try to move, but stop as the pain courses through me. I just want to be better already.
A minute later, Colton walks back into the room with a glass of water and my medicine. He closes and locks the door behind him and makes his way to me.
"Here you go," he says. As I a swallow the pill, I notice Colton is shirtless and is only in red checkered boxers. He looks heavenly. What if my parents would've seen him?!
"Are my parents home?" I ask. I can feel my pain disappearing and I'm thankful.
"Yeah, they showed up around three, I hid in your bathroom when they came up to kiss you goodnight," he says, climbing back onto the bed. I'm suddenly embarrassed that he saw my parents still treating me like a child and I feel my cheeks get hot.
"Your parents love you Camryn, you're very lucky," he whispers.
"I know," I respond. I lay back on the bed and wrap my arm around Colton's torso and rest my head on his chest. "You know my parents would kill you if they saw you like this," I laugh and he joins me.
"Probably, but my girl was in pain," he smiles, kissing my forehead. I melt at the way he calls me his girl. Yes, that is exactly what I am. "Now go back to sleep." I obey and fall asleep to the sound of his heartbeat.
Colton keeps his word and stays with me all day Friday as well as the weekend. My parents think he's sweet and charming and still think we're only friends. Every night around 8, Colton would announce that he should get home and I tell my parents I'm going to bed. They say bye to Colton and goodnight to me, but little do they know that Colton's back in my room within minutes through my window.
He's been doing such a great job at taking care of me and I'm so thankful for him, but something in me is afraid that this will only last until we both go back to school.
"Are you sure you're ready to go back tomorrow? We could just wait until Monday," Colton asks. He's sitting up in my bed, leaning against the wall scrolling through his phone. He looks so perfect that I need to capture the moment.
My dad picked up my new phone yesterday so I slide up on the screen and snap a picture. The sound is on and burns my cover.
"What do you think you're doing?" Colton smirks. I quickly take a picture of that beautiful smirk before he reaches across the bed to where I am and snatches the phone out of my hand.
"Delete them and I'll kill you," I warn. He looks at me, then the pictures then back at me again and smiles.
"I never usually take pictures, but I guess since I like you, you can keep them," he says and tosses me back my phone. His words awaken the butterflies in my stomach and I can feel my cheeks get hot.
I look down at my photos of him, and then hear the snapping sound of a camera. I look up to see Colton taking a picture of me.
"Hey," I laugh, "at least let me look pretty." I smile for the camera and he takes another snap.
"You always look beautiful Camryn."
"As do you Mr. Sommers," I smile. He looks at me with his beautiful hazel eyes and I'm tempted to attack him with kisses, but I hold back.
We haven't made out since the first night I came back from the hospital. I'd like to think that it's because he wants me to get better first, but my pain has really subsided since then. It's Thursday night and all I've gotten all week were kisses on the forehead or cheek.
He's stayed the night with me every night, but he never tries anything. I know that should be a good thing, like he respects me, but now I'm starting to think what if he's not attracted to me sexually. Yeah he calls me beautiful, but beautiful and sexy are two different things.
"What's on your mind?" His question drags me out of my thoughts and I'm back to reality.
"Just deciding that I do want to go to school tomorrow," I lie. He nods and lays back on the bed and let's out a big sigh.
"What's the matter?" I ask, laying down next to him.
"I don't wanna go back," he whines, "it's just a waste of my time."
"Why do you say that?"
"School and I just don't go together, it's not for me. I hate it and it hates me back just as much," he states. I've always noticed how he never did work in class, but I didn't know this is how he felt about school.
"Yeah but... never mind," I change my mind about telling him what's on my mind, but he's not having it.
"But what?" I shake my head, not wanting to answer. He places his hand under my chin and forces me to look at him. "Tell me."
I sigh, but I oblige. "It's just, a judge wouldn't emancipate you if your grades are shit," I whisper.
"I, uh, never thought about that," he admits. He looks confused for a moment, confused by his own thoughts. "Shit, what should I do then?"
"Maybe, for starters, try paying attention in class," I laugh and he joins me.
"I just don't get it," he sighs.
"Well lucky for you, I just so happen to be a genius, well sort of," I smile up at him.
"Lucky me," he smiles back and places a kiss on my forehead. Really Colton, my forehead? I get annoyed with his lack of affection and turn around to go to sleep. "What's wrong?" he asks.
"Nothing, goodnight," I simply reply. He sighs and turns away from me.
This is the first night since last week we've fallen asleep without holding each other.
This can't be the best start to a new relationship.
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Cry For MeTeen Fiction
Camryn has always been the outcast. The fact that she was adopted as a baby labels her as some sort of freak, but in reality she's the same as everyone else if not better. She's lived a pretty lonely social life but will that all change when a bad b...