Sorry I haven't updated. Writers block. Hopes this lives up to your expectations.
Camm
"I know, Camm. I know," Mr. Tall murmurs.
"Wait, how?" I ask. Is this guy a creeper? That would be just my luck.
"I could just tell."
"Mm-hmm..." I'm still skeptical.
"I would like for you to tell me about your life, Camm. It will help me understand you more."
I scoff. "It's not exactly a fairy tale."
"I know. I still want to hear it." He presses, trying to get me to tell him. I can tell he won't give up, so I just exhale, wince because of my wounds, and begin my tale.
"My mother died giving birth to me. My father blamed me, and abused me at the age of 2. I learned how to take care of myself though, and ever since I could walk have been doing just so. Whenever my dad got angry, I would rush into my room, lock the door, and hide under the bed. My father got angry a lot. And never, ever, cared for me.
"Then, Trish came into our lives. I don't know her mother or how she came along, and I really don't want to know. I cared for her, and at first it was only because I knew she wasn't as tough as me and would soon after a little bit, I truly started to care for her. I loved her more than my self. More than anything." I whisper.
"But my father wasn't stupid. He saw how much I loved her, how I reacted when she would get hurt. So he started abusing her. It nearly killed me. I put her up for adoption. It was like sawing my limbs off with a rusty butter knife, but it was much better than seeing her beaten every night. And I guess my dream was that I hate my past, and I died every time Trish was hurt. Also, well, I can control fire." I say, remembering the flaming trees.
Mr. Tall sat there, nodding, thinking. A few moments pass. "You may go, Camm."
I rush from the room, trying to escape those horrid memories.
Darren
"What's got her panties in a knot?" Houdini asks, pointing to Camm rushing to our tent, face tear-splattered.
"I'll go see what's wrong," I volinteer at the same time as Evra.
"I can handle it dude," Evra says.
"Nah, I got it. I'll take her food to her."
Evra grumbles, but sits back down.
I walk to the tent, and hear muffled crying. "C-Camm?" I ask tentively. "I got your food. Are you okay?"
"I'm fine!" She snaps. "Just leave my food by the door and go away!"
"You are not okay," I say walking into the tent.
She's lying in her cot, face down. When she hears me come in, she looks up and wipes off her face in vain. Tears still pour out of her eyes.
I sit down next to her and can't help but get goose bumps. I'm so close to her...
STOP! I command my mind. I don't know what I was gonna think next, but having a half-vampire in her life would not improve it.
"Tell me what's wrong," I say. Should I put my arm around her, comfort her? I make a split-second descision and and awkwardly put my arm around her shoulders. For a second she goes rigid, then falls into me. She sobs and sobs, and we just kinda sit there, hugging. It was kinda nice.
Eventually she stops, and sits back up. I must say I didn't want it to stop.
"So what were you crying about?"
"It's nothing," She replies.
"That was definitely something."
"It's just that Mr. Tall remidned me of my past. I was kin of, well, you know."
"Yeah, I get it." I say remembering my past and how I can never go back to it. "Whjat was your past like? Do you miss your parents?"
"NO! I will never, ever go back to that stupid, arrogant man I have to call father."
"Camm, what are you talking about?"
"I just-"She starts crying again. Now look what you did, I scold myself.
"You can tell me," I say putting my hand on her arm.
So she does. When she's done, I exhale. "Well, crap."I say. "I didn't know that it was that bad."
"It's okay, it was nice to get it out of my system."
We hug again, except this time it was different.
Evra
"Welp," I announce, "I'm gonna go start the working day."
I walk past my tent and see Camm and Darren hugging. I can't hear anything, but they just keep on hugging.
I storm away, furious. WHY CAN'T SHE BE HUGGING ME!
Then a thought hits me. And I like my thought.
I silently swear to myself that I will make her mine.
Woo! I made another chapter! I was scared I had no more ideas. I intentionally made Evra sound like a stalker. I would've just left that whole part out, except I wanted a mild cliff-hanger. I'm the type of girl who will scream at an author for leaving me with a cliff-hanger but will then make a story and make a cliff-hanger. XD
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