AN: Hello everyone! I know quite a few of you were waiting on this story to update. I know some of you were looking for an update on Friday and Saturday, but I have an excuse. Friday, my computer wouldn't let me update and yesterday, I went to Cedar Point.
I'm here now and ready to give you all the fourth chapter of this story. As usual, I have another story in mind. Want to know who's starring in it? Drum roll please. *drums* Clowen! That's right; It's a Clowen story. want to know more about it? Then, feel free to PM me.
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Disclaimer: Stephen Stohn owns Degrassi.
Chapter Four:
(Miles)
The view is a little hazy. I'm trying to make out the scene in front of me, but I can't. I do, however, see blonde hair. I take a step toward the figure, but I can't see much. I rub my eyes and the scene becomes clearer.
Maya is standing in front of me wearing a deep purple, spaghetti strap dress that hugs her curves magnificently. Her hair is straightened out and flows freely, resting on top of her exposed shoulders. My eyes travel lower, admiring her toned legs and stopping at her black heels that makes her look taller.
She takes a step towards me and I gulp. Smiling, Maya runs her fingers through my hair. I let out a low, throaty moan and grab her waist to press her towards me,
"Ah, ah, ah," she sings, "We have all day for this, hubby."
Hubby? I'm nobody's boyfriend, yet alone husband. When did I become…hubby? Last time I checked, Maya hated me.
I look down at my hand and notice a silver wedding band resting on my ring finger. My eyes narrow on Maya's hand and I notice a matching ring on hers. Once again, I gulp while she straddles my lap. I hadn't noticed I was sitting down. With her head she swings her blonde hair over her shoulder and starts to kiss my neck. My arms shack around her waist to draw her closer. She hums softly while bucking her hips.
"Miles…Miles…Miles," she moans.
"Miles…Miles, wake up!"
My eyes shoot open and I see Chewy standing in front of me. His arms are folded loosely across his chest and he's shaking his head. A smirk spreads across his face.
I blink and notice that the sun is barely peeking through the blinds. I look over at the clock and notice its only 5:30 a.m. Groaning, I rub my eyes sleepily and sit up.
"What do you want?" I ask him. "It's 5 something in the morning."
"I was trying to sleep, but you woke me up. You keep moaning Maya's name. Tris and I can—"
"Tris heard me too?" I felt my cheeks go red.
"Yup; I'm pretty sure everyone on this block heard you."
I sigh. "My bad; I don't know what came over me. I—"
"You like Maya," he sings.
"I do not," I argue. "It was just a dream I can't control."
Chewy chuckles. "You can deny it all you want, but you like her."
With that being said, Chewy walks out of the room. Before closing the door he tells me to get some sleep. I lie back down and yawn loudly. I allow my eyes to close and I'm sleep within seconds.
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I wake up and go into the bathroom. I shower and emerge from the bathroom with a towel wrapped around my waist. I go to my closet and grab a pair of blue jean shorts with a red polo. I sit my clothes on my bed and go to put on my boxers and socks. Afterwards, I get dressed and walk downstairs and into the kitchen. Tris is cooking breakfast, which is good. Whenever he cooks breakfast he prepares an entire feast for us.
"Baby, it smells so good in here," Chewy comments while sipping his coffee. Neither of them has notice me yet seeing as they're getting ready to get intimate.
Chewy wraps his arms around Tristan's waist and pecks his neck.
"Stop," Tristan giggles, "You're going to make me mess up the eggs."
"Please don't have sex near the food," I tell them.
Chewy removes his arms from Tris and they both grin at me. I cock my eyebrow at them.
"What?"
"You like Maya huh?" Tris asks.
"I don't like her. I just had a…dream about her."
"A good dream that caused you to moan her name," Tris teases.
I roll my eyes and take a seat at the table. I run my fingers through my hair and sigh. Chewy slides a mug towards me and I raise my head. He gives me a smile and I take the mug. I drink the coffee that's in there and once I finish it, I grin at Chewy. Besides me, he's the only one I allow to fix my coffee.
Chewy sits across from me and starts to talk to Tris about their plans for the day.
"Maybe we can go shopping," Tristan suggests.
"Nah, I was thinking we can get rid of miles and have the house to ourselves. We can, um, do stuff."
"Ew, I can tell when I'm not wanted," I joke. "I'll see if someone wants to hang out."
"How about Maya?" Tristan grins. "She, Katie, and Cam are going to the arcade, go-cart racing, and to the movies."
"Sounds like a good idea," I tell him, "except she hates me."
Tristan scoffs. "She does not hate you. I'll call her and ask."
"No—"
Tristan already has his phone out and he's dialing Maya's number. He talks to her and grins at me. Afterwards, he tells her he loves her and hangs up.
"She says she's fine with it and she does not hate you. She said be ready in ten, because she's coming to pick you up."
"Well, hurry with my breakfast," I joke.
"You're not eating my famous breakfast today," Tristan tells me. "Maya is going to iHop for breakfast."
"Great," I say while hopping up from the table.
"Don't try to grope my best friend today!" Tris teases.
"I make no promises," I call out as walk out of the kitchen.
I go to put on my shoes and yell that I'm going to sit on the porch. The couple tells me bye as I close the door behind me. I sit on the porch and wait patiently for the gang. After eight minutes of waiting, Maya's car pulls up in front of the house. I chuckle when I see Cam waving excitedly at me while squirming around in his booster-seat. The window rolls down and Cam sticks his hand out to wave at me.
"Miles! Hurry up, buddy!" Cam exclaims.
I walk towards the car and climb in. Cam gives me a high-five and I say hi to the sisters. In unison, they say hi back. Maya tells me to buckle up as she pulls off. Our first stop is iHop.
Once we pull up there, we go inside and get seated at a table. After a few minutes of waiting, we get a waiter, unfortunately, to serve us. He takes our order and tells us he'll be back with our food. We all talk—mainly about the agenda for today.
"I can't wait to go go-cart racing," Cam says to me.
I smile at him. His eyes go wide with excitement and his cheeks go upward as he smiles wide. I look over at Maya who's smiling proudly at her son. By the look in her eyes, I can tell that he's her pride and joy. Cam is the reason Maya is so happy. With a son like him, I'd be happy too. He's very energetic and he tells so many adventurous stories. He's not afraid to speak his mind and he's very smart.
Cam is a lucky kid, too. With everything that happened to Maya and his father, Maya still kept him. I don't know the full story behind that, but it must take a lot of strength and courage to keep Cam after what happened to Campbell.
We get our food and dig in. Cam quickly finishes his and Maya scolds him for eating too fast.
"I'm sorry mommy," he says softly. "I just want to hurry and get to the arcade."
"I know you do, but next time don't eat so fast. You can get sick that way," Maya tells him sternly.
Cam apologizes once again and Maya accepts his apology. After we all finish eating, we go to the arcade. Cam wraps his tiny hand around two of my fingers and pulls me towards the arcade. We go inside with Katie and Maya walking behind us.
"Miles and I are going to play games, mommy. Okay?"
"Okay sweetie. Have fun!" Maya calls out as Cam drags me away.
"We will mommy."
Cam drags me to the token machine so we can tokens to play games. Afterwards, he drags me to air hockey. I laugh while I watch him stand on his toes to look over the table. He grabs the stick and inserts two tokens.
"You sure you want to play this, buddy?" I ask him while still laughing.
"Don't underestimate me, Miles," he says in a serious tone.
Boy was I wrong. I shouldn't have underestimated Cam. He beat me three times. At first I let him win, but he caught on and told me to play for real this time. So I did, and boy, I sucked. Cam laughed at my reaction. He said I look shocked. I am shock. This is unbelievable! I just got beaten at air hockey—three times—by a 5 year old.
"Let's go tell mommy I beat you," Cam says as he grabs my hand.
When we get to the table, I see Katie and Maya laughing with some guy who has light brown hair and green eyes. He has his arm wrapped around Maya's shoulder and her head is resting him while she's laughing.
I can't help but feel a bit…jealous? Is this that feeling? Seeing the way Maya is leaning on him and laughing while her face is turning tomato red makes me a little angry. I don't know why; I don't like Maya in that way. Sure, she's a good person to hang around and she's beautiful. She's very string, because of what she went through. She didn't use it as a crutch in life. She looks passed it and keeps moving forward. Although she breaks down sometime while thinking of him, but who wouldn't?
"Uncle Luke!" Cam yells as he lets go of my hand and jumps on Luke's lap. "What are you doing here?"
"Your mommy invited me," he says before turning to me. "Hey man, I'm Luke."
"Miles," I say curtly.
"Mommy, I beat Miles three times at air hockey," Cam tells her proudly. "He thought I couldn't do it, because I'm short."
Maya, Katie, and Luke gasp. When I asked them what, the three of them said, "Don't ever underestimate Cam."
We all laugh and I start to loosen up around Luke. The five of us go to play games. We play air hockey, PacMan, Galaga, and some pinball machine game. Afterwards, we decide it's time to go go-cart racing.
The five of us get into the car while Luke gets in his car. He follows behind Maya as she drives us to go go-cart racing. Once we get there, we hop out of the car. Cam runs to hold Katie's hand. We go inside and wait until it's our turn to drive on the tracks. After go-cart racing, Luke part ways from us. He says he had enough fun for today. Before leaving, he gives Katie, Maya, and Cam into a hug. Afterwards, he pulls me aside to have a quick chat with me. When I come back, Maya is looking at me curiously.
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(Maya)
"What do you think he's talking to Miles about?" Katie asks me.
"I have no clue," I sigh. "I hope he doesn't say anything dumb."
"Knowing Luke, he probably is."
I sigh. Miles comes back over towards us and we walk back to the car. We pile in and head off to our final destination: the movies. Cam wants to see Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtle, so we all agree on seeing it. We buy popcorn, drinks, and candy. Cam and I decide to share a drink, seeing as we can never finish one on our own.
We go inside the theater and find seats in the middle of the theater. We sit down and talk quietly through the previews. Once the movie starts, we quiet down. Cam whispers excitedly through the movie. Forty minutes into the movie, Katie and I go take a bathroom break. When we come back, we hear Cam and talking.
"Are you gonna become my new daddy?" he asks softly.
"Um," Miles starts off, "if your mommy likes me, then maybe."
My heart stops. Why would Miles get Cam's hopes up?
I feel Katie nudge me. I look over at her and she wipes away the tear that I hadn't notice fall down my cheeks.
"Well, we're just gonna have to get mommy to like you," Cam says before Katie and I make our presence known.
We sit down and watch the rest of the movie. Well, the four of them watch it; I focus my attention on something else. What is so special about Miles that makes Cam like him? He's the type who won't settle down. He doesn't want a girlfriend, yet alone someone with a child.
Once the movie is over, we go outside and go to the car. We get inside and I ask Miles where he wants to go. He says he wants to come to my house because Chewy and Tristan wants the house to their selves. I slowly nod my head and we're off to my house.
When I get there, I park the car in the driveway and turn it off. We climb out of the car and I toss Katie the keys to unlock the door. I get ready to get Cam out of the booster-seat, but he says he wants Miles to do it. I nod my head while biting my lip.
We go inside and Miles closes the door behind him. Cam says he's going to take a nap. He gives me a hug and kiss. He also gives Katie a hug and kiss. He hugs Miles and darts off upstairs. Katie says she's going to crash, also. She walks up the stairs, leaving Miles and I alone.
"So, I had fun today. Thanks for letting me tag along," he says.
"Yeah, no problem," I say.
We fall into an uncomfortable silence before I blurt out, "Why would you tell Cam that lie?"
"What lie?" Miles asks slowly.
"You told him that if I like you, then you'd become his new daddy. Miles, you and I are two different people. You don't want a relationship and yet I do. You don't want to settle down; I do. You can be a friend of ours and you can tag along with us, but we can never get together."
"I didn't want to hurt the kid, Maya. What was I supposed to say?"
"Tell him the truth!" I yell. "He's used to it. He's used to not having a father in his life."
"That's because his mother wants to push away everyone, because she's not over her ex."
"Don't you dare bring Campbell into his," I whisper harshly. "He's not the reason—"
"Then what's the reason, Maya?"
"I don't want to get hurt. I don't want myself or Cam to like someone and they end up leaving us. I won't allow my son to get crushed."
"Do you realize that you're the one who's hurting you two? You need to stop moping over Campbell and hoping he'll come back. I'm sorry, Maya, but he's not coming back. Don't you think it's time for you to move on? It's time to be happy."
I sniffle as I feel tears slide down my cheeks. With the back of my hand I wipe them away.
"How am I supposed to b—be happy?" I murmur. "No one wants a single mother who's not over her dead ex."
"I'm sure there's someone out there who does. You just need to put yourself out there and let him come to you."
"Why don't you like relationships?" I ask him.
Miles tenses up beside me. He sighs loudly and shakes his head. "Just know that my ex ripped my heart into little pieces. She didn't care; she was a cold, heartless monster."
"So, you thought becoming what she is would make you feel better?"
"It does, sometimes," he admits, "but it does get lonely. Sometimes I want to get a girlfriend, but then…" his voice trails off.
"Then what?" I question.
"Then, I fear that I'll break her heart the way my ex broke mine."
For once, I sense sincerity in Miles. He's letting down his guards and letting me in. He's telling me a little of it, but it's a start. This is the Miles I can talk to. This is the Miles I can find myself falling for. For some strange reason, I'm not even afraid.
