North vs South (Cameron Dallas)

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Cameron

Reconciling is easily said than done, the anguish of constantly being able to reconnect with her is even harder.

I look down on my beauty that is in a deep slumber, she has her arms tightly wrapped around my body her head placed on my chest as her arms cling to me as she breaths slowly. That hair that spreads along bare my chest is like fine angel hairs sparkling in the rays of light that peaks through the blinds.

I suddenly feel angry and can't bundle in my emotions anymore, I fucked this beautiful soul over and ruined any trace of innocence left. I've let her slip through my fingers more times than I can count on both hands and she has been by my side every step of the way even through my worst times. But she stayed, no one ever stays near me not even my damn birth mother.

You might think half of the things I have done is 'selfish' or 'unforgivable' but I don't regret them. I brought myself to places I never thought I would be especially through a way where I got her to be mine. I took everything away from her including the most precious gift that she gave to me. All because I loved her with every living fibre in my being.

Melissa has been given everything I never had the choice to; engagement and happiness.

Fuck do I envy that but I can't change it, my emotions towards getting married haven't changed either and I think that as another reason why this can no longer continue.

She needs more than I can offer her, Melissa deserves someone open and honest, someone not like me.
Fuck! What am I saying I don't know what I want right now! My mind is doing backflips and my heart and instincts are working in opposites of each other.

I look down at her one more time focusing on how pure and calm she looks.

I pick up her notepad and write something little before setting it on the pillow that I laid on. I slowly lift her head of my body and rest her against her side of the bed trying my absolute hardest not to wake her, which I succeed in thankfully.

I slip on my clothes from last night and begin to walk out but I feel something hold me back as I turn around and looks at my girl.

I bend my head down and press my lips firmly against her forehead letting myself feel her softness and warmth.

.

I take two steps at a time racing down the stairs and aiming for the door but that's when I was stopped in my tracks and had a heart attack from her sweet but deadly voice.

"Cameron please come to the kitchen."

My first reaction was to run to the door and leave but when she called at me again I took slow steps to walk over to her.

"Good morning, how did you sleep?" Alyssa asks me sipping on what I presume is a cup of coffee.

"Uh morning." I mumble rubbing the back of my neck looking anywhere but her haunting eyes.

"Take a seat." She points to the chair on the opposite side of where she is seated.

"I just came to talk to Melissa but looks like she is asleep, I'll come back." I tell her turning around on my heel.

"Cameron sit down." She uses a serious tone now.

I sit down in the chair faster than you can say boo.

"Look I'm not stupid I know you stayed the night."

"Uhh.." I mutter unsure what to say.

I'm expecting her to chop my dick off to be completely honest.