The rain poured out of the clouds in relentless torrents, soaking beautiful girl to the bone. Tears streamed down her face, a complete anomaly for the tough girl. Yet she stood there, crying over the one guy who seemed to completely break down her wall. Who knew how to bring her out of the darkest places or send her crashing back into them. Seth Clearwater.
It seemed like no matter where I turned, I could always find him. Some days that was a good thing. He would be kind and wonderful and I'd think maybe he liked me too. Then the next he would be distant and cruel, leaving me wondering if I was imagining the whole thing.
He was so back and forth, that I couldn't keep him straight. So I'd come here to think about it, but I just ended up crying in the rain.
Then I heard it.
"Camille!" I knew that voice. It was Seth.
I quickly tried to wipe my tears away and hide the pain, something I did very well.
I heard the pounding of his feet as he came running up behind me.
"Camille, why are you sitting in the rain? You're going to get yourself sick." He said, kneeling beside me.
"I don't know why you care." I said with more venom than I'd entended.
"Of course I care. You're a great friend to me." What he didn't know was how those simple words shattered my heart.
"No, those aren't the right words." He muttered, shaking his head.
'Then what are the right words Seth?," I asked, looking up at him with my deep brown eyes, "I'm tired of you being a puzzle I can't figure out. I need to know now. Do you care, of not?" I asked, momentarily letting the pain slip back onto my face, but it was gone in an instant.
"I care more than you know Camille." He said, holding my gaze.
"Tell me how much you care?" I challenged, I knew that he could see the fire blazing in my eyes.
"How bout I show you?" he chuckled, before sweeping down and planting his soft lips on mine.
No, I didn't see fireworks or feel electricity run through my spine. It wasn't some stupid cliché movie ending kiss.
But, it was warm and wonderful. And nothing less than perfect.
"Hey! Seth! Quit eating my sisters face and get her inside before she gets sick!" Jacob hollered, causing us to pull away and a fiery blush to form on my cheeks. But Seth just grinned.
"You know, you're beautiful when you blush." He whispered, reaching down to hold my hand.
"And you know, you'd be my perfect Romeo if you ignored my brother and kissed me again." I said, grinning mischievously.
And my wish was granted.