Disclaimer: I don't own degrassi or any other show mentioned (The Walking Dead)
"Campbell Ernest Saunders, get down here right now!" my mom calls angrily up the stairs.
Crap… What did I do? Is she mad about the knickknack from the other day? The remote? I think to myself as I rush down the stairs anxiously awaiting my inevitable punishment.
"Why is Mrs. Novak calling me to tell me you punched Zig?" she asks furiously.
Well shit… That's so much worse than the stupid glass angel that she got from a craft fair. I'm looking at some serious punishment here.
"Mom, he deserved it. You should have heard some of the things he was saying to me. He was drunk out of his mind, and I couldn't handle it." I say desperately hoping she goes easy on me.
"Drunk? There was drinking at this party?" she asks crossing her arms over her chest and looking at me disappointed.
I look around the room avoiding my mother's brutal stare. "Campbell?"
"Yeah, but…" is all I get out before my mom asks "Were you drinking?"
"No." I reply anxiously scratching the back of my head.
"Well, what did Zig do that made you feel the appropriate response was to punch him?" she questions.
What do I tell her? I doubt my reasons will sound just to her… and I don't exactly want my mother knowing that I associate with sexually active teenagers…
"He hurt Maya!" I tell her through gritted teeth unable to get him and Tori walking out of that room out of my head.
"What do you mean? Physically? Do I need to talk to Mrs. Matlin?" she asks concerned and I quickly shake my head knowing that despite how terrible Zig has treated Maya, he would never lay a hand on her. If he did that I would probably kill him.
"No… he would never do that." I tell her with a frown.
"Then I'm sorry, Campbell, but fighting is unacceptable behavior. You're grounded!" she tells me seeming a bit more sympathetic than before. Thank goodness that my mother has always loved Maya.
"Okay…" I say sadly going up the stairs to my bedroom where I lay on my bed looking at the ceiling.
I get my silenced phone out of my pocket and notice that I have a missed call from Maya. Why would she be calling me? I was planning on calling her today anyway… I should probably call her back. Since she was trying to get a hold of me she might even answer.
I press the call button, and the phone starts ringing. "What is wrong with you?" Maya yells as she answers the phone.
"What are you talking about?" I ask her confusedly.
"You punched Zig because you like me! What the hell is your problem?" she asks me in an exasperated and distraught voice.
I sigh at the fact that Zig called her before I got the chance. She's never going to believe me.
"That's not why I punched him!" I tell her sadly.
"Save it! Zig told me everything. I'm sorry if you are like obsessed with me, but I don't like you like that. I'm actually really freaked out right now. Can you please just leave us alone?" she begs miserably.
"I'm not obsessed with you, and I can guarantee that whatever he told you was a lie. I doubt he even remembers last night. He was drunk off of his ass, and he cheated on you!" I tell her irritated and not understanding why she believes a thing that comes out of Zig's mouth.
"Now this is just getting ridiculous. I'm sorry I don't like you. Don't lie to me to make me break up with Zig!" she shouts not believing me.
"I'm not lying, Maya." I tell her after swallowing loudly. I can't believe that she doesn't believe me. I have never lied to her, and I never would.
"Just stop, Cam, and don't talk to me ever again. Please." She begs desperately sounding as if she is worn out from all of the drama.
"Okay… Sorry." I fold feeling bad that her weekend in Ottawa is probably ruined. "Have fun at the wedding."
"You are so weird!" she groans angrily before hanging up.
It's official… Maya hates me. I knew she was mad after the attempted kiss, but she's furious now. How is she so naïve? She believes everything he tells her, and it makes no sense.
Love is blind and she must really think she loves him… Of course she does. Maya would never do it with someone she wasn't certain about. I don't think she would…
Who am I even kidding? I don't know her as well as I think I do. I put her on a pedestal, and she will never live up to my expectations. I should have just left it alone.
She's obviously not as smart as I thought she was. She believes all of Zig's lies… He's such an ass!
I sit in my room thinking about how screwed up everything is for the rest of the weekend… Grounded life is the good life… You get to wallow in all of your mistakes while you do absolutely nothing.
I wake up Monday morning at 4 am to the crash of thunder outside my window. It startles me, and shakes the entire house. I look over at Brady, and wonder how he is still sleeping soundly after such a loud crash.
I try for nearly an hour to get back to bed, but the weather outside is just not permitting that. It seems that every few seconds there is a flash of lightening, and thunder roaring in the following moments.
I start down the stairs only for the power to go out when I am halfway down. Okay… how many more steps until I am at the landing? I carefully make my way down the remaining steps, and of course don't fall until the last step.
Nice going, Cam… I think as I stand up on the carpeted floor, and make my way to the kitchen careful to not run into anything. I look for the flashlight in the junk drawer, but instead reach in and get stabbed by thumb tacks.
"Damn it" I wince shaking my hand to relieve the subtle prick pain. Reaching in with my other hand I find the flashlight and click it on. The first thing I look at is my hand which has 4 pricks in my palm where the thumb tacks had protruded my skin.
Using the flashlight, I make my way back up the stairs to my room where I grab my cell phone. 4:17… Ugh… I should probably try and get some sleep. I lay on my bed trying my best to fall back asleep, but can't due to the flashing lightening and rumbling thunder that doesn't seem to settle until nearly 7 when my mom and sister wake up.
At some point the power came back on, but the lights were all off in my room, so I honestly don't know when. I don't even realize it until the hall light flickers on, and the light can be seen from the crack under my door.
We don't go to school until almost 9, and they wake up at6:45… That's insane. The moment the bathroom is open I shower quickly, and then get dressed for school.
Maybe I should start waking up early… Lydia is always in the bathroom putting on makeup and doing her hair when I normally wake up, but I'll actually have a bit of time if I shower right after her while she's picking out her clothes.
I go down stairs at 7:50, and realize that I am ready 10 minutes before I usually wake up, and I've got time to have a bowl of fruit loops with soy milk.
I eat cereal alone at the kitchen table until Brady comes down the stairs in his pajamas and gets his own bowl of cereal groggily. He probably has the best plan when it comes to living with girls. Shower the night before, and wake up as late as possible and still have time for breakfast.
Walking into first period I notice the entire class watching me, and I'm nearly positive that it's because of what I did at the party.
I'm sure that by now everyone knows what happened with me and Zig, and hopefully they know why. I walk to my desk trying my best to avoid the awkward stares that surround me.
Even people who barely know my name are watching me as if I have killed someone when in fact the only thing I did was punch Zig in the face. I sit down, and look at the clock waiting for class to start when Maya walks in and the stares of my peers are diverted to her.
She sits down at her desk in the front of the room next to Tori, and they start talking as if nothing had happened.
I guess she still doesn't know the truth about that night. She might never know.
Gabby sits next to me in her desk, and doesn't say a word to me. Did she hear about what happened?
"Hi" I say turning to look at the girl who I had made out with on Friday. She grins awkwardly at me before lowering her head into a book. No one is going to talk to me today…
Lunch draws around, and I decide that I have had it with the undesired attention that I have been getting all day. Not even thinking twice about it, I chug an entire bottle of milk knowing that it will get me out of the rest of the day.
I sit by myself on the stairs in the cafeteria waiting for my stomach to want to explode, and see Maya and Zig walking hand in hand. His eye is bruised and swollen… and she thinks I did that because I'm obsessed with her.
My stomach starts to make gross regurgitating sounds, and I rush to the trash can making it just in time to lose the contents of my stomach into it.
I stand up wiping my mouth of the vomit with my sleeve, and looking around as people I don't know stare at me concerned.
Mr. Perino who was sitting at a table with a few other teachers walks toward me, and guides me out of the cafeteria and to the nurse's office.
"Nurse Carla, this boy just got sick in the cafeteria." Mr. Perino tells the nurse pointing at me before exiting the office and getting back to his day.
"Okay, what is your last name, honey?" she asks me curiously as I try and recover from the sick feeling in my stomach that I caused.
"Saunders" I respond tensely as I start to feel the need to puke again. I rush into the nurse's office bathroom, and puke up the remaining lactose beverage in my stomach into the toilet before flushing.
I rinse my mouth out with water from the sink, and walk out feeling kind of exhausted.
"Honey, have a seat right here." She says pointing to a chair and bringing a trash can over to me before bringing over the thermometer and taking my temperature.
"Well, you don't have a fever, but it's probably safe to say that you aren't feeling well. Would you like me to call your mom or dad to come get you?" she asks me nicely as she heads back to her desk.
"I'm guessing you're not Lydia?" she asks clicking on something. "Campbell" I tell her as I sit in the chair regretting my decision to make myself sick. I hate puking. Why would I do that?
"I'll make a call to your mother." The dark haired, dark skinned woman says with a smile before dialing a number on the phone.
"Hello Mrs. Saunders, this is the school nurse at Degrassi. I'm here with Campbell, and he appears to have gotten sick." The woman tells my mother into the phone.
"He vomited twice… It would probably be best for him to go home." She adds into the phone.
"Okay… He'll be in the office when you get here." She tells my mother into the phone before hanging up, and I know that it worked.
"Your mother is on her way. Do you need to go to your locker?" she asks me curiously, and I shake my head slightly signaling that I don't.
"Okay… I'll walk you down to the office." She smiles.
When my mom arrives to come get me she looks more flustered than normal. "Next time you are feeling sick, please tell me in the morning. It's very hard for me to leave work early right now." She tells me distraught as we walk through the pouring rain to the car.
"I'm sorry, mom" I say guiltily feeling bad for making myself sick and causing her to have to come get me.
"I'll just have to drop you off at home. I have a meeting to get to. I'm already late." She tells me as she drives home quickly.
"Will you be okay?" she asks me worriedly, and I nod sadly. I'm stressing my mom out more than ever. I'm a really bad kid too.
I unlock the door as the rain falls hard. It had let up for a few hours, but is now worse again. The second I'm inside I drop my book bag onto the floor, and lay down on the living room couch.
I'm happy that I don't have to face Zig, but I feel really bad about making my mother leave work to bring me home…
"What are you doing home so early?" Brady asks as he walks into the house.
"I got sick. Mom came to get me." I tell him not taking my eyes away from the television where I am watching "The Walking Dead" on Netflix.
"Oh, sucks to be you!" the drenched boy comments rushing up the stairs. He's so annoying…
"Ding" goes the doorbell 20 minutes later. Who could that be? I ask myself as I get off of the couch and open the door.
"Maya? What are you doing here?" I ask the soaking wet girl standing in the rain concernedly. I've never seen her look so rough. Her clothes are drenched and stuck to her skin, her hair is plastered to her face, and her makeup is halfway down her cheeks.
"I'm sorry." She tells me sadly as the rain continues to fall on her.
"What? Come in!" I tell her not wanting her to get sick by standing in the cold rain for a long period of time.
She enters my house, and I can now tell that she is shivering. She did not dress to be walking home in this weather.
"Now what is going on?" I ask Maya worriedly as she stands on the entry rug dipping wet.
"You were right, and I was a bitch. I'm sorry." She says wiping some of the black liquid under her eyes and smudging it all over her face. She sniffles, and now taking a closer look I can tell that she's crying. Oh, how I hate to see her cry.
"So you know about Zig and Tori?" I question sympathetically ready to hug her if she needs me to.
"He slept with Tori?" she asks her face contorting to one of extreme sadness. I guess she didn't know all of it…
I nod sadly at the fact that I am the one to tell her that her closest friend betrayed her by sleeping with her boyfriend.
"I heard it was Brittany." She cries, and I shake my head. "It was definitely Tori… I'm really sorry." I tell her putting a hand on her shoulder to try and comfort her as she starts hyperventilating.
"I'm sorry. This is just big news." She tells me trying to calm herself and stop her tears.
"Why would she do that to me?" she asks hysterically obviously not looking for an answer.
"I can't trust her to be around Zig anymore." She tells me sadly. "What if she tries something again?" she continues distraught.
I'm not sure if it's the way she is wording it or what, but by the sound of it she isn't breaking up with Zig. Why wouldn't she? He is just as at fault as Tori is.
"Are you staying with Zig?" I ask her worriedly, and she nods. "He told me that he was too drunk to remember who it even was. He said she seduced him and he couldn't say no. He told me he was sorry and that it would never happen again." She continues still looking upset.
I can't believe what I am hearing. How does she believe him after that? How is he stringing her along like this?
"Maya, you can't believe that." I comment regretfully trying to talk a little sense into her.
"He wouldn't lie to me. He loves me." She tells me with assurance. She really does believe every word he says.
I sigh loudly wondering how to convince her that she shouldn't stay with him after this.
"He told me last weekend that he thought Tori was hot, and that if he had the chance he would… you know" I tell her tentatively, and she shakes her head not believing me.
She steps away from me. "He wouldn't say that." she adds shaking her head quickly looking slightly hurt.
"He did… and you know those naked pictures you sent him?" I ask her hesitantly knowing she would be upset that I even know about them.
"He told you?" she asks putting a hand over her mouth looking just as mortified as I would have pictured. I shake my head sadly knowing that the truth is a lot worse than him telling me.
"How do you know about that then?" she asks shocked, and looking like she was going to cry again.
"Chewy… he was talking about how Zig showed them to him." I tell her putting my hand on her shoulder again as she starts to get even more embarrassed.
"That's why Zig and I were fighting last week. I freaked out at him and pushed him into his locker." I tell her as she comprehends my words.
Her lower lip starts quivering as she starts to understand what a jerk she is dating. "No… No… No" she repeats over and over putting her hand on her forehead and making her wet hair stick up. "When did I get so stupid?" she questions thinking back at all of the lies she believed.
"You're only boy stupid." I tell her with a slight smirk nudging her arms and trying to lighten the mood a bit. It doesn't work so well. She breaks down into tears again, and I feel that there is no other way to console her than to wrap my arms around her, and let her cry on my shoulder.
"It'll be okay, Maya. You'll always have me." I tell her as she lays her head on my shoulder getting me wet as she wraps her arms around me letting me comfort her.
"Cam?" she asks looking up at me with those sad blue eyes that make my heart melt.
"Yeah?" I ask looking down at her eyes with a small smile. "I'm sorry that I didn't believe you."She says sadly, and I "It's alright. I did lie to you once." I tell her thinking about the day last week.
"What?" she asks curiously looking up at me not pulling away from my embrace. "I don't like Caroline." I tell her chuckling slightly "I kind of figured that when you tried to kiss me." She smiles before finally releasing me, and stepping away.
"I got you all wet." She giggles looking at my now wet t-shirt. "And I got makeup on your shirt… I'm sorry." She apologizes sniffling back her last few tears.
"No big deal. I knew the risks." I smile at her sympathetically. My day has been hard, but hers has definitely been a lot worse. To find out that the person you think you love cheated on you with your best friend is just rough.
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