Chapter 29
I woke up, feeling something light and soft on my neck. I opened my eyes, seeing Kamille sitting on my lap, straddling my hips as she kissed my neck, then she started nipping on the skin there. "What are you doing?" I asked.
"Your family went out," she murmured into my neck. "It's just us two." Her hands slid under my shirt, slowly inching up my abdomen, then my chest.
"Are you always so horny?" I asked.
"Mhmm." She then pulled my shirt over my head before planting her lips on mine, kissing me passionately and obviously not caring about my morning breath. I didn't really care either, to be honest. I'd rather kiss Kamille because she was an amazing kisser.
I rolled us over so I was hovering over her and she wrapped her arms around my neck, pulling me closer to her to deepen the kiss.
The doorbell suddenly rang throughout the house, so I pulled away with a sigh. "I have to answer it," I said.
"Yeah, whatever," she said before pulling me back to her. I easily got lost in the kiss again, but the doorbell rang again.
I pulled away once again. "Kami, seriously, I have to answer the door."
"Fine," she said with a sigh. "Hurry up, because I want to kiss you again."
"I see you're as horny as ever," I said with an eye roll before kissing her cheek. I got off the bed and quickly pulled my shirt on before heading down the stairs and to the door.
I didn't recognize the man standing at the door when I answered it. "Is Kamille here?" he asked.
"Uh, yeah," I said. "I'll go get her." I closed the door before heading up the stairs and to my bedroom. "Kami, someone's at the door for you."
"Aww, so we can't kiss yet?" she asked.
"Just go answer the door," I said.
She sighed dramatically before getting off the bed and heading downstairs. I followed, but then headed to the kitchen because I was starving. That, and I wanted to eavesdrop.
As soon as Kamille opened the door, I knew exactly who that man was. "Dad?!" she asked. "What are you doing here? How did you know I was here?"
"You're mother and I are extremely worried about you," he said. "You haven't come home for a while."
"A while?" she asked. "Dad, it's been four months. You didn't call on Christmas. You didn't call on my birthday. Nothing. Why are you here now of all times?"
"Because you're our daughter," he said.
"Yeah, you're eighteen year old daughter who is old enough to live on her own," she said. "Well, I'm not really living on my own, but I don't have to live with you and Mom anymore. I'm not going back."
"We love you, Kamille," Dad said.
Kamille snorted. "Yeah, right. So the abusing means you love me. Not coming to the play means you leave me, even when I begged for you two to come. It meant a lot to me, and you didn't even show up. Sorry, Dad, but I'm staying here with people who actually love me. Look, I'll still visit you and Mom, but I can't live there."
"Kamille...."
"It was nice talking to you, bye," Kamille said before closing the door. She then walked into the kitchen and looked at me. "You were listening in, weren't you?"
"Well....Yeah," I said. "I'm sorry, Kamille. That you have to go through that."
Kamille shrugged. "Munro, it's fine. I will still visit them and besides, I like living here. I can stay out late in your car without worrying about coming home on time. But, I kind of am feeling sad. I think the only thing that will make me feel better is having sex in a car."
"No," I said. "For one thing, I'm hungry. Two, no."
Kamille frowned. "You're no fun."
"Thanks," I said as I began getting myself some cereal. While I was pouring it into the bowl I got out from me, Kamille stood behind me and wrapped her arms around me, refusing to let go. Even while I walked to the kitchen, she didn't let go.
"Can we go in your car?" she asked.
"No," I said. And since she was still refusing to let go, I had to eat my cereal while standing at the counter.
"How about our bed?"
"Why are you always so horny?"
"Because you're hot."
I rolled my eyes and continued eating with Kamille attached to me like glue. As soon as I dropped my bowl in the sink, Kamille turned me around and grabbed the back of my neck, pulling me down and pressing our lips on each other's. She wrapped her arms around my neck as she continued to kiss me.
She moved closer to me, pressing her hips against mine and making me groan against her lips. I swear, one day she was going to be the death of me.
I lifted her up and set her down on the counter. My lips moved to her neck, nipping on the skin there.
"My innocent eyes!" Nick suddenly said. I sighed and pulled away. I didn't even hear the door open.
I looked at my little brother. "You're a pain."
"Correct. Not my fault you're making out in the kitchen."
"What are you even doing home?" I asked. "I thought you were all heading to the movies."
"Yeah, but Laughlin was an idiot and forgot his wallet," Nick said. "We had to drive all the way back for it." He picked up Laughlin's wallet before heading back out the door, closing it and locking it behind him.
"Can we go for a car ride now?" Kamille asked.
"No."
"Why are you so mean to me?"
"Because you're obsessed with my car."
"But I like it."
"I'm ignoring you now," I said, helping her off the counter before heading up the stairs.
Kamille followed me and when she closed the door, she sat down on the bed. "Well, then can we at least watch a movie?" she asked. "I'm very bored."
"Sure," I said.
Kamille picked a movie and we began watching it. We didn't finish it, though. Kamille decided to distract me by kissing my neck, and that led to a whole other thing.
I turned off the TV since we weren't watching it anymore. Kamille had her head laying on my chest, tracing hearts on my chest. "I love you a lot, Munro," she said. "And to be honest, I always had a crush on you."
"Since when?" I asked.
"I don't know," she said. "Since always, I guess. You just seemed so....mysterious. There was just something about you that made me like you."
"Which would explain why you were one of the few people who would actually talk to me," I said. "Now that makes sense."
"When did you start liking me?" she asked.
"I don't know the exact time," I said. "It was while we were working on the first play. I was just getting pissed at Eva for being a jerk to you, and Nick and Taylor made me realize that I liked you. And they would not let it go at all. I'm happy it was you I fell for. You changed me for the better. Thank you."
Kamille looked at me with a smile. "You're welcome," she said.
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One more chapter, then the epilogue, THEN NICK'S BOOK. IT WILL BE SO KAWAIIIIIIIIIIIIII. cx
I still hate my wifi.