Hello everyone, I'm loving all the reviews! Please post more of them, I love reading them! And I really do take them into account! And if you like this story and you like the Hunger Games you should look up my good friend toe walker and you should read her story Raven. Well it's really our story we're writing it together, and it would be great if you looked her up too! And if you do review please and tell her you read Raven because you saw it on HSTME (her summer through my eyes)! I do not own the Gallagher Girls. Now without further ado I now proudly present Her Summer Though My Eyes Chapter Three!
Chapter Three
The Sidekick
"WHY ARE YOU STILL FOLLOWING ME?!" Cammie shouted when she turned around to see me right on her tail.
"Your not getting rid of me." I said, like she didn't have any option but to let me along. Then she headed toward a food stand where she stole a peach. I grabbed the peach and put it back on the cart.
"HEY!" Cammie yelled as I put the peach back. "What was that for?!"
"You don't need to steal I have enough money to buy the whole cart." I said as I went up to the cart owner and bought us both two peaches. Then she looked at me like I could be of use to her plans, but the next second she turned on her heels, and left me in the dust. I still followed her buying the occasional drink, or meal never once getting a thank you, or any sort of nice word. This doesn't bother me though, so I just kept trudging on right at her heels no matter what fancy trick she tried to do. Then it became dark, and as I've said before, everyone's got to sleep. As midnight was approaching Cammie started to ware, getting slower, less alert, and talking to me to keep her self awake.
"What's your name?" she asked me barely able to keep her eyes open.
"Tillie Henderson" I answered as easily as if it were actually my name. "Where are we going?" I asked in return hoping in her groggy state she would forget that I was practically a complete stranger to her.
"I told you I can't tell you." She said after a while "I don't want you to know either, it's not safe, if you knew what's good for you, you wouldn't want to be seen with me either." Now for once in my life the perfect spy didn't have any idea of what to say. I finally could get into her brain, I knew everything now, and that's because she was letting me. I know I can't tell her who I am, because that's against everything I've ever trained for. I can't let my guard down, but now I know what she's doing I can help her through it. How do I do it now I can't let her know I know she'll get suspicious it's the last thing I need.
"Cammie, do you want to live through this summer?" I said.
"What?" she replied.
"Do. You. Want. To. See. Christmas?" I said, my voice rising under the presser of the situation.
"Yes." She said shocked almost like she realized that she might not live for the first time.
"Then I have some requirements for you," I said not bothering to ask her if she wanted help, because if she wanted to live than she needed my help.
"First," I said, "If you want my help don't ask any questions. Second, you do whatever I tell you, and I'll keep you and your friends safe as well."
"How do you know this? Why do you want to help me? How can you protect me? What's going on? Who are you?! She screamed rambling on.
"Aha." I said softly, "You're already not listening"
"What?" She whispered.
"I told you not to ask questions. I will explain if you want, but it will cost you. I can protect you, but it will cost you. Do you understand?"
"What will it cost me?" She whispered
"If I have to do anything, it will cost you your memories of the summer. Nothing more, or less. Are you willing to give your summer for you and your friend's safety?" She pondered this for a moment obviously trying to find a reason not to take my deal.
"If you take the memories of the summer you can guarantee my friends and my safety? And what will you do with my stolen memories exactly?"
"Your memories will not be stolen they will be buried, but I can only give you my protection, so it's not a guarantee as much as it is a promise. I promise you I will protect you this summer and only this summer, from the circle of caravan, I will not tell anyone of our time. I will protect your friends and if I have to die doing so I will, but at the end of the summer you will not be able to remember our time. Do we have a deal?"
"Are you part of the circle?" she asked me.
"I told you no questions, because I can not give you answers." I replied.
"How do I know I can trust you, how do I know you won't kill me in my sleep?"
"Because, dear old granny didn't kill you last night did she." I replied
"What? You? How?" She said searching for words.
"Are you going to take my deal?" I shouted looking at her pale deceived face staring into mine. I've been through so much and I feel guilty for deceiving this 17 year old girl! I can't believe myself!
"Yes…" she whispered.
"Good, I'm sorry, that you won't remember the summer." I said.
"Wait, I thought you said you would only bury my memories if I needed your help!" she yelled.
"Your right" I replied calmly, and then I pulled out my gun, and pointed it inches away from her head.