Troian looked at her phone as it lit up, hoping that Keegan would have text her. No such luck, just another message from Shay. Keegan had been blanking her for the last three days, and the girls had not stop texting her with apologies written over and over. She tossed the phone onto the sofa and walked aimlessly to the kitchen. She was waiting for the kettle to whistle when there was a knock at the door.
"Keegs...?" Troian said to herself as she stumbled to the door. She unlocked it and the person behind pushed through with such force that Troian was flung back to the middle of the room.
"What the..." She exclaimed as the person locked the door back up. The anonymous visitor wore a black hoodie with the hood up. They slowly turned around and Troian gasped.
"Cameron...?" Troian stuttered.
"Surprised to see me, Troi? Where's loverboy?" Cameron spat.
"Loverboy? Who are you talking about? What?... Patrick? Or Keegan? Troian thought aloud.
"That's the one. Keegan. Why isn't he here to protect you?"
"Protect me? Why would he need to do that?" Troian questioned.
"Never you mind. You're coming with me, Lets go." Cameron threw her her coat.
"Um, no I'm not." Troian pushed her coat away.
"Yes, you are. Troian lets go." Cameron rolled something around in his pocket. A gun. "You don't want to meet my friend, do you?"
Troian, now full of anxiety, started to panick. "Cameron, what are you doing? Why are you here?"
"Remember a couple of weeks ago when you turned me down because you 'just broke up with Patrick'? Yeah, then you're suddenly all over this loverboy." Cameron said, a hint of resentment in his voice.
"I'm sorry, Cameron, please just dont do this." A tear was rolling down Troian's cheek.
"Come with me, Troian." Cameron said quietly, still playing with the gun in his pocket.
"O..okay." She stood up and walked to the door.
Cameron guided her downstairs and into the back of a black car. He got into the drivers seat and started the engine.
AUTHORS NOTE| SORRY ITS SHORT GUYS, NEW PART MAYBE LATER TONIGHT BUT YOU KEEP BUGGING