Camille
The next morning I had a feeling it was my time to go. I missed my friends, my family, even work, and most importantly Tyler.
I was sitting at a desk in "my" bedroom and drawing a picture when Josiah walked in. He walks past me and we don't spare each other a glance. On his way back out he stops behind me. "Are you here to finally kill me?" I ask.
He ignores my question, "What is that?" He asks pointing at my drawing. I turn around to look at him, "It's me."
"And who's the other guy?"
I blush a little, "My boyfriend." Josiah starts laughing, which was quite a sight since I've like never seen the guy smile. He's laughing hysterically, bent over clutching his stomach and wiping tears.
I glare at him, "What's so funny about that?" He gets up and recollects himself, "I didn't think you actually had a boyfriend."
I scoff, "And what is that supposed to mean?" He shrugs, "You seem too innocent, he's probably your first right?"
I don't answer him and look away, he chuckles, "I thought so."
I clench my fists, I really hate this guy. "Well I bet you don't even have a girlfriend, you're too mean." His face gets serious again, "The only reason I don't have a girlfriend, is because I don't want one."
"Yeah because you're too mean."
"Kindness doesn't get the job done." He says in a dark tone before walking out of the room.
"What? The job of kidnapping people?!" I yell back at the door. I don't get a reply back from him and turn around to my art work again.
A few hours went by and Josiah never came by, which I was fine with. But I was getting really sick of this room and wanted to go somewhere so do something. I knocked on his office door and waited, he opened it with a frown. "What?"
"You've kept me in that room for days, can't you at least entertain me?"
He frowns again, "Do I look like a clown to you?" I shrug, "A little make up and I could make you into one."
He tries to close the door on me but I step into his office. The longer I stay here the less scared I am of Josiah, it's like he's all bark and no bite. He glares at me, "Out."
I take a seat in the chair across from his desk, ignoring him. "You really have guts don't you?" He asks. I pick up a book from his shelf still ignoring him. Suddenly I'm yanked out of the seat and brought face to face with him.
"What is wrong with you?" He asks angrily. I shrug, "I don't know? Probably the fact that I've been locked in this dungeon for weeks. I'm probably going crazy."
He rolls his eyes, "I honestly can't wait to get rid of you."
"Ooh honesty, that's a first." I remark back. His eyes darken and we're still face to face. "You do realize I can destroy you if I wanted?"
"Then why don't you?" I ask. We're both just standing there staring at each other with what I believe is hate, his hand still holding my wrists and my body pulled against his, when someone opens the door. "Hey boss we have a-" The man entered the room look at both of us. I recognized him as the man who guards my door. Josiah pushes me away from him and stands straight. "Oh sorry, I thought the girl was missing. I didn't know she was with you." The man apologized.
Josiah glares at him, "Remember to knock next time. Take her back to her room." The man nods and grabs my wrists gently leading me back to the room.
He didn't say anything to me, and I didn't say anything to him. He must've thought Josiah and I had a thing going on, how awkward.
I sit in bed doing nothing waiting for something to happen. I don't bother Josiah because I feel kinda weird after what had happened, and I try to make conversation with the door guard through the door. He doesn't talk much though.
I wonder where that makeup girl is? And if she's staying down here too, I feel like the loneliness may kill me. "Who was the girl that did my makeup yesterday?" I ask the door guy.
"A makeup artist." Is all he says. "Is she still around here? Maybe she can come hang out with me?"
"No, she left yesterday."
I sigh, "Well I'm really bored in here."
"Watch tv."
"I watch tv everyday. I'm getting tired of it."
The door man doesn't answer and I sigh, "Thanks for the help!" I say sarcastically.
Sucking it up I knock on Josiah's door again, "I'm bored." I tell him when he opens it.
He groans, "Okay fucking fine, if I let you stay in my office do you promise to shut up?"
I nod, he lets me in and shuts the door behind him. I take a look around his office as he works. It's a comfortable size, not too big or small, and there's a book shelf against the wall. He's working away on his laptop and I wander around the office. I look through the book shelf at the types of books he has. Mainly about business and law.
"Why'd you want to come in here? You're just doing what you were doing before." He asks. "But now I'm not alone."
He doesn't say anything, and continues working. "What is it that you're even doing?" I ask.
"You said you wouldn't talk."
"You asked me a question before, so I get to ask you one." He stops typing and looks at me. "Okay fine what?"
"What are you always doing on that computer? I thought all you do is criminal stuff."
"There's a lot of work to be done on here to do that criminal stuff."
"So what is this, like a mafia?" I ask. He doesn't answer. I give up and continue sitting in the chair quietly. I pick up a pen and paper and start drawing.
An hour or so goes by and my drawing is finished. "I'm done." I tell him. He doesn't answer me. "I drew you a picture."
"Of what? Your boyfriend again?" I smile, "No look." He looks at me and his expression changes, he doesn't say anything though. It's a drawing of the both us, not facing each other and both looking angry.
"That doesn't even look like me. And you're not that cute." I frown at him, "I think it looks just like you, you're always angry just like this guy."
"And you're always pouting about something just like her."
"Well I wouldn't have to pout if you'd just let me out of here!"
"Ugh again with the complaining, back to your room." He says pinching the bridge of his nose and pointing toward the door. "No I'm not going anywhere." I say with crossed arms.
He gets out of his seat and grabs my arm. I try to resist by pulling away from him but he's too strong and he ends up pulling me into his chest again. We're back in that position again just staring at each other, his eyes get dark and I can't identify what emotion is there.
I can't help but look down at his lips, as much as I hate the guy I can't ignore how good looking he is. I look back up to his eyes to see him still looking at my lips as well. Suddenly his lips crash into mine. It was unexpected but I still responded. He pulls my body to his and kisses me hungrily.
I respond just as eagerly forgetting about my hate for this man, my hands run up into his hair and he holds my waist securely. He suddenly pulls away wide eyed and let's go of me. "Out." Is all he says not looking at me.
"Wait what?"
"Out!" He roars angrily. "You can't just all of a sudden kiss me and then kick me out!"
He ignores me and walks out of the room. I groan, what the hell was that?
The usual door man walks into the office, "I was told to take you back to your room."
I don't say anything and just follow him back to my room. I decide to just go to bed and try to forget about what just happened.
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The next morning, at least I think it was morning, the clothes I came here with were cleaned and folded in front of me. There's a knock on my door and I open it. "You're going home today, get ready." The door man says. My eyes widen, I'm leaving?
"Don't just stand there, shower and get dressed. Knock when you're ready." He tells me. I nod quickly, shut the door, and run to the bathroom.
After my shower I change into the clothes I was brought here in and grab anything else I might need. The door man hands me my bag with my phone and things in it. Then I am escorted to the parking garage where the driver is waiting for me. Josiah never came out to say good bye or anything, not that I really expected him to. We weren't really friends, but I did spend a lot of time here and I thought just maybe he'd wanna insult me one more time.
The drive out was quiet of course since I was by myself in the backseat. The car finally came to a stop about an hour later and the driver unlocked the doors for me. I opened it up and was faced with my apartment building. I had never been so excited to see it.
I thanked the driver and ran up to my room. I opened the door quickly and noticed no one in the living room. "Who the hell is that?" I heard a voice call out from the bedroom. Rosa comes out with Mitchie right behind her. "Cam!!" They both exclaim running up to me and tackling me into a hug.
"Why the hell would you go on a trip and not tell us till you left? You had us worried sick!"
"I know guys I'm sorry, I'll try not to do that again."
"Yeah and Tyler was worried about you too! You didn't text him, he got the news from Susan."
"I didn't text him? I could've sworn I did." Damn it Josiah. "I should go see him, talk things out." They nod, "But as soon as you do you are having a girls night with us." I smile, "Deal."
I quickly change into something more casual and head out to see Tyler. I called him and he said we could meet for lunch.
"So how was your trip?" He asks. I smile sadly at him, "I'm really sorry I didn't tell you about it, it was kind of a last minute thing."
"It's alright I get it, you're a busy lady." He says with a smile. I sigh in my head, he's so great and understanding. It dawn on me that I kind of cheated on him till just now, stupid Josiah coming into my life and ruining everything.
"So what've you been up to since I've been away?" I ask. He shrugs, "The usual, work, sleep, missing you."
My heart flutters, "I missed you too."
"You didn't miss him when you were shoving your tongue down Josiah's throat. " My self conscious reminds me.
"So where did you even go?" Tyler asks. Yikes, where did I go? "I went down to California to visit my brother."
"Must've been nice to see him then." I smile, "Yeah it was." Tyler and I continued with our lunch and talked throughout it. It was great being with Tyler again but guilt was weighing heavy on my mind the whole time.
Tyler dropped me off at home after lunch and I met up with the girls at home. "How was catching up with your future husband?" Mitchie teases when I get back. "Um it was good you know?"
Rosa frowns, "Okay what's up?"
"W-what do you mean?" I stutter out. "You're acting really weird Cam."
"I'm not acting w-weird."
"Yes you are." They are both giving me a look, telling me to just confess. "Okay fine! I cheated on Tyler are you happy?!" I exclaim.
Both of their eyes widen in shock. "You what?" Mitchie asks.
"How? When? Where? Who?" Rosa asks.
"It was the last day of my trip and this guy kissed me, and I kissed him back." I said sadly with my head down.
"Did you know him?" Mitchie asks.
"I got to know him a bit throughout the trip. Barely."
"Oh Camille." Rosa says.
My eyes begin to water, "I know, I'm a cheating whore who doesn't deserve Tyler. This was my first relationship and I fucked it up!" Mitchie and Rosa rush to sit next to me. I put my head on Rosas shoulder as I cry, Mitchie rubs my back comfortingly.
"You're not a whore Camille, you just made a mistake? You don't like the guy or anything right?" Mitchie asks. I shake my head, "I kind of hate him actually."
"Good then you'll be fine, but I think you should talk to Tyler." Rosa suggests.
"And tell him I cheated on him?" They both nod, "You can't just bury stuff like this, and plus you didn't initiate the kiss right? He kissed you."
I nod, "Yeah he did." But you didn't pull away, whore.
"Thanks guys." They smile, "That's what we're here for."
We spend the rest of the day catching up and hanging out, I decided that tomorrow after work I'd tell Tyler what happened. I was terrified to do it, afraid that he'll break up with me but hey I deserve it.