Heeyyy there:) I am so glad to see that you guys like it, I know it's been a long time but here it is part 2:) Well someone comes on the picture, you will see:) If you like it please review! P.s I have to thank Lila again for being my inspiration without knowing ! love you girl xoxo
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''Kendall?'' Camille's voice hushed and shaky, her eyes still shut, her brown curls spread out on his chest and her thumb tracing small invisible circles on his abdomen. Kendall in response groaned and patted her hair in fondness, giving her a sign he was all ears.
The girl, after catching her breath, dared to ask.''Do you love me?'' She needed to know, she deserved to know if he worth all the love she was profusely giving him, if he worth all the nights she had spent crying because of him, if he worth all the lies she had said and kept up saying to her best friend, if he worth her!
Kendall frowned, the question was double-edged sword! Yes, he did like her a lot but his feelings for Jo were way stronger and deeper. Camille's demands were something unexpected since he considered her as the girl he spent sometime with only to have fun and 'till then he thought she was on the same page. Unfortunately, as every girl, she needed more and more and more, desires that Kendall was not the appropriate guy to fulfill. On the other hand, he couldn't destroy everything! Just a wrong move and she would get up and go! She might confess Jo everything and then she would dump him too! That would be demolition. That would be the end!
Seeing Kendall hesitate, her heart broke into million pieces. Camille's gaze met Kendall's. She shook her head, the disappointment was written all over her face and moved her body away from his. He attempted to take her upper arm in a try to prevent her from leaving but she yanked away on the spot and reached for her T-shirt.
''Camille I-…'' he slurred but his word got interrupted
''Hey you don't have to explain, ok?! What you wanted was crystal-clear from the beginning; I don't know why I was expecting something different from a guy that cheats on his girlfriend with her best friend!''
The blond got up on his feet with a sheet wrapped around his waist '' Look honey, I have to be honest! Indeed, in the beginning I was looking for some adventure since Jo is not enough. But , fuck, you are so sweet and good to me and….'' He lowered his voice and narrowed his eyes at her ''I think I do have feelings for you!''
Camille's face got brighter ''Then, why don't you break up with her? Why can't we have a normal relationship? This situation shatters my heart baby..'' she questioned and you could perceive from her tone that she was about to burst into tears
Knight plopped down and , gripping her waist, sat her on his lap ''I know and I truly get it. Just gimme time, you know the situation.''
'' But now you are the captain. No one dares to blame you about anything!''
He held his hand up to silence the girl ''Patience is a virtue, remember? I just need an excuse to put the blame on her, otherwise I am gonna get kicked out of the team and everyone will stand by her! We don't want something like that, do we?''
Camille shook her head in denial. ''Then we need to wait! Ok?''
She reached for him and moved closer to smooch him ''I will take that as a yes!''
Jo slammed the door and the loud bang resounded through the silent hall. She threw her keys away along with her backbag and took a look in the mirror which was hanging at the beige wall of the hall. She looked pale, her at another time sparkle eyes were red and her long blonde hair a mess. A mere shadow of her former self; it couldn't be worse!
She averted her eyes from her reflection and, after throwing her hair up in a ponytail, made her way to the living-room. What she needed more was to feel loved and who could provide it better than her dad? Arthur usually talked about his work (he ran one of the biggest companies in Minnesota) even with his daughter, bragged about the deals he achieved to make, he sometimes preached! They end up fighting most of the times and as a result she avoided conversations with him but at that moment she didn't care. She needed him more than anyone!
The blonde girl looked round. –Weird- she thought -he should be here, reading his newspaper and smoking his cigar as usual!-
''Dad?'' she yelled and seconds later her gaze travelled at the stairway to meet her father's form heading downstairs with his cellphone between his ear and arm.
''Sweetheart I am sorry I have an important phone call! I'll be upstairs, please do not bother me in case it's not something super important. Pizza's on the micro, wash the dishes after! Love you!'' He didn't give her a second to reply but disappeared, leaving poor Jo alone again!
Jo shook her head before realize that tears were falling from her eyes again! She was surprised she still had some. Business; how much she hated that word. She wondered how could someone love his work more than their children!? Her father wasn't blind, he saw how sullen she looked and yet he reckoned that a fucking phone call was way more important than his daughter. Jo had had enough of this attitude. She decided she should give him a good telling-off! That last fact was the last straw, how could he neglect his only child for his job? Jo was feeling like she would explode at any second; she needed to take everything she was feeling and musing on off her chest.
She barged into her father's dark room without knock. A mix of cigar and men's spray smelled everywhere and Jo felt like her lungs were burning because of it! Arthur was laying in his bed, a newspaper on his knees and a cigar (what a surprise!) on his right hand. He looked satisfied '' Haha dear, this penny stock will…oh John, excuse me for a second. Is everything ok sweetheart?'' A wrinkle formed on his forehead as he saw his daughter showing up all of a sudden.
'' Why? Do you even care?'' Taylor didn't pay attention to her daughter's sarcastic tone but sighed
''Jo, please! Not your surge of anger again! I understand, teens is a difficult period but still…''
''Of course! It's my fault again…!'' she cried out. That man was getting her out of hand with just some words of his! Her pale cheeks turned into bright red.
His bready eyes staring straight across his daughter's face, he spoke up, trying to justify his last sentence ''I didn't say that! You are in a crucial age and I absolutely get it! It's the age you turn from a kid to a woman and trust me this is brilliant! But please, try to handle your hormones princess! The whole thing is overdone, don't ya think?!''
Jo smiled ironically ''You know what? Forget it..!'' she stepped across her dad's bed '' Your business! That's all what matters! I am not made of money so I don't worth your attention, do I?!''
''You know that's not tr…''
'' I fucking suffer and you don't even notice! I came back home midnight dad! And what did you do? What did you say? Were you anxious about my safety? Did you yell at me because I was late? Did you ask me if I am ok? NO! You didn't! You never do! '' she felt her knees going jelly but didn't move from her position. Her dad, who had gotten up and was standing in front of her, picked up his phone (his partner John was still hanging on.) ''John, I will call you back later!''
'' Young lady, your attitude is out of order! First of all, quit the bad language, I am not your friend but your father…''
''So, I told you what I feel and all what you have to say is stop cursing?…Damn, dad I am not your clerk! I don't need your orders but your comprehension!'' she yelled at him once again. How much she wanted him to get on her shoes, only for once!
''That's it! You are grounded for one week! Go to your room now!'' he commanded and his usually peaceful face looked furious
Jo shrugged. Comprehension didn't exist in Arthur's vocabulary, it was obvious.
''Yeah! Like a punishment gonna change my opinion about you! Drop dead!'' she snapped back and stormed out of his room on the spot!
How could he? How dare he put the blame on her? Why didn't he listen to what she had to say..only for once! It might sound mean but she thought it would be way different if he had died instead of her mother! Her mother Catherine was always sweet, caring and good! Jo was pretty sure that if Catherine was alive everything would be different! By no means Jo wanted her father dead, she loved him even though she doubted HIS interest about her, but she was all sewn up that he wasn't born to be a father!
Roaming the streets! How silent the neighborhood was at night was creeping her out! The cold air was hitting her face and sending shivers through her entire body. She turned left on a small alley she hadn't been before. Shoving her phone on her jeans' pocket, Jo put her headphones on her ears and got lost into the world of music. Her steps slow and heavy, she wasn't hurrying at all. The narrow alley led her to a new street she hadn't been before. The illumination was way better and she felt grateful for it but not a single person was around!
The city was sleeping! Only her shadow and a cigarette were accompanying her loneliness! Jo was free and she loved it! Away from her problems and duties. It was just her and herself! No one else! Maybe getaway was a way to escape! That would happen anyway on September, when she would leave for L.A to follow her dreams! Her father was taking exception to his daughter's plans but Jo didn't give a darn about him and his protests! Neither Kendall was consistent with it but Jo could easily coax him, if she wanted to. But nothing mattered anymore. Kendall was a jerk, her father was a heartless bastard and her best friend was busy!
The girl heard someone yelling. She turned around and saw a guy waving at her. He stopped right in front of her! ''Excuse me?!'' Jo took off her headphones and waited for the boy to repeat what he said.
''I think that this belongs to you!'' his deep voice caressed her ears. Jo rose her head up to look at him! He was so gorgeous that took her breath away. His eyes captivated her, hazel, with naturally thick eyelashes and almond shape. Her gaze travelled to his mouth. He had thick pink lips which were curving up, forming a lip smile. His hair was light brown and he was really tall, about 6 feet as she estimated! The young boy handed her 10 bucks! His hand was so warm and soft that made Jo fling. She had never felt something like that and it kind of scared her. It was strange.
''Thanks!'' she said under her breath and shoved the bill inside her pocket.
''I'm James!'' he introduced himself with another smile, showing his perfect white teeth this time. –James...-
