"No... this can't be happening" Cameron whispered to herself. She was huddled to herself on Jeff's couch, tears streaming down her face. Jeff was holding her as tight as he possibly could and Beth was making her tea. How did he find her? How did he get out of jail so soon? Why was he still hellbent on making her life miserable? Questions flooded Jeff's mind as he wiped the tears away from Cameron's cheeks. "It'll be okay sweetheart" He tried to soothe her, she hadn't stopped trembling since she got here, she was beginning to worry him. "No it won't, he knows where I live, he knows who I work for..." Cameron trailed off; something clicking in her and Jeff's head simultaneously. Cameron cut her eyes at Jeff, she knew he had just realized it too. "You don't think..." Cameron said in a hushed tone. "He couldn't have, Vince keeps a tight leash on all of our personal information, there's no way." Jeff reasoned with an argument of his own. That shaking feeling he got at the scene that filled his mind from those many years ago, Cameron bloodied on the floor, how dead her eyes looked as she stared coldly at her abuser in court, how her shoulders went limp everytime he was brought up in conversation, how her hands shook at the mere mention of him, it chilled Jeff to the core. If it was his choice and they happened to live in Texas he would've sentenced him to death. "Here." Beth came in, handing Cameron a hot cup of tea. She looked at Jeff, and left the room. Cameron took a sip and another tear fell from her eye. "Cam, are you going to tell Punk?" The look of terror crossed her features, having to reiterate the situation once more didn't sound like fun. "If you want me to, it's okay." Jeff said stroking her back with his hand. "Could you please?" Jeff gave her a sweet smile and sat up off of the couch. He went upstairs to make the call assuming Cameron wouldn't want to hear the situation again either.
The phone rung three times before Phil picked up. "Hello?" Jeff heard the man's voice and the static-y sound of a TV in the back. "Hey Phil, it's Jeff." there was a pause of silence on the other line. Phil heard it in Jeff's voice; something was up. "Hey Jeff... Um, is everything okay?" He asked cautiously. Jeff turned around and closed the bedroom door behind him and sat down on his bed. He breathed in before speaking again. "Not exactly, um... it-it's Cameron." Jeff heard the TV go off and the sound of Phil standing up. "WhataboutCameron?" Phil said worriedly in a rushed tone. Jeff really didn't know how to go about telling him, and he wasn't one to beat around the bush, so he just spit it out. "Rick." The other line went dead silent. Jeff heard the sound of Phil's increasing breathing on the phone. "W-What about the bastard?" Phil asked, his mind pleading with God that it wasn't what he thought it was. "H-he emailed her. We think he's out on the streets again. He said he 'found her'." Phil's blood chilled then boiled, his mouth spat out the first thing that came to his mind "Can I come down there?" He said hurriedly. "She's staying with me right now, but I think she'd love the company, let me ask her. Be right back." Jeff said setting the phone down rushing downstairs. Cameron's tears had subsided and she was slowly sipping at her tea. Jeff came over and wrapped his arms around her shoulders. "Hey I'm on the phone with Phil..." Cameron nodded her head slowly. "And I was wondering if you would like him coming down here for a few days?" Jeff asked. He saw a glimmer in Cameron's eye at that last sentence. Her lips twitched upward for the first time that day. "Could he please?" She said, her eyes pleading with Jeff. He looked down at her and grinned before turning around and rushing back upstairs. "Pack your bags, Phillip." Jeff spoke through the phone speaker. "Check." Phil said, Jeff heard the zipping of a suitcase in the background.
"And get your ass down here. I'm warning you she may not be up to par with her normal behavior, this is really getting to her, and me for that matter." Jeff said in a hushed tone. "I got it, you can't really blame her, this guy is pretty twisted." Phil said, he had booked the first flight to Cameron and had just locked up his apartment. "Good, get down here as soon as you can, I'll see you in a few hours." Jeff hung up the phone, now what to do for the next few hours before lover boy arrived.
Cameron was excited beyond words to see Phil, it almost took her thoughts off the entire situation. Jeff came rushing downstairs and jumped over the back of the couch. He plopped down next to Cameron before turning to her with a grin on his face. "He's on his way." Jeff said hugging Cameron. "Really?" A smile graced her lips as she turned to Jeff, the bearer of good news. "Yes, really. I was figuring until then we could watch Spongebob." Jeff said poking Cameron's sides and grabbing the remote from the table.
Around 9:00 there was a knock from the door of Jeff's house. Cameron was fast asleep, her head resting against the arm of the couch, a distraught look on her face as she slept. Jeff carefully got up and made his way to the front door. He looked through the glass to see who it was and turned the brass knob quietly. The door swung open to a smirking Phil, his head covered in a hood and a hat. "He-" Phil started, before Jeff interrupted him. "Shhh..." Phil quirked up an eyebrow, silently questioning Jeff as to why he couldn't speak. "She's asleep." Jeff explained through a whisper, stepping aside to let Phil inside the house. Phil padded his way inside and saw Cameron blissfully asleep on the couch. He stood there and smiled to himself. She was gorgeous. Jeff watched from afar at the one sided interaction, he saw it in Phil's eyes everytime he looked at Cameron, that look filled with nothing but love.
Phil made his way around the couch and slid next to Cameron. She shuffled a bit. "Boo." Phil said, breaking the deathly silence in the room. Cameron's head shot up from it's position at the voice and looked to her left. Her eyes widened and she had the biggest smile on her face. "You're here." She said rubbing her eyes, making sure her boyfriend was actually sitting next to her and her eyes weren't deceiving her. Boyfriend... She could call him that now, right? Cameron moved herself from the corner of the couch and wrapped her arms around Phil's torso. He grabbed her gently and moved her onto his lap, hugging her back and pressing a kiss to her lips. "How are you doing?" He said, a look of sympathy written across his features. Her look saddened a bit before she tore her eyes away from his. She looked down, the tears slowly making their way back up to her eyes, one managing to escape and fall onto Phil's chest. "Hey..." He said wrapping his arm around her waist and tilted her head up, making her look at him. More tears brimmed her eyes before spilling over and sliding down her cheek. Phil slid his thumb across her cheek, wiping the tears away before he spoke again. "It's gonna be okay," He looked at her, his green eyes reflecting nothing but sorrow for the woman in front of him. Cameron looked him in the eye and dropped her head, burying it in the crook of his neck. Phil ran his hand up and down her back as she wept. "Look at me." Phil said quietly. Cameron picked up her head, looking him in the eye through her tears. "It's going to be okay." He repeated "I'm not going to let anything happen to you, I promise." Phil laced his fingers with hers and gave her an assuring smile. Cameron responded with a smile of her own and leaned her forehead against his, pecking him on the lips.
It was now almost 11:00. Cameron was exhausted and her eyelids felt like led. She couldn't stay up any longer. Jeff had turned in about an hour before, letting Phil and Cameron take the guest bedroom. Phil looked away from the TV peering to his right to find Cameron fighting to stay awake. "You ready to go to bed?" Phil asked, giving her a knowing smirk. "Please?" She begged. Phil picked her up bridal style and carried her to the bedroom, gently setting her down on the bed and pulling the blankets over her. He took off his shirt and turned the lights off before crawling in himself. He slid up next her and wrapped his arms around her waist, Cameron sunk in his grasp, smiling to herself before drifting off.
Meanwhile in a not so distant front yard:
He was crouched down, his knees to his chest. His eyes were burning with jealousy as he peered into the rainbow kid's living room. Who the hell did this tattooed guy think he was? His hands were all over Cameron. His Cameron. She appeared to be crying, and this guy was what? Comforting her? Pathetic. No girl should be crying. Cameron had gone soft since he last saw her.
He noticed another guy standing afar, the guy that owned the house who's bushes he was squatting in right now, he was smiling at the two on the couch. The man had bright colorful hair, his gaze shifted to the very spot he was in. The man outside ducked, barely missing Jeff's point of focus. A few minutes later the man's head popped back up to find Cameron and another man's retreating forms. Going to bed so early, are we Cameron? The man's blood boiled at the thought of the other guy with the black hair laying a finger on her. The little slut gave up so soon? She was probably fucking him right now, the little whore. The man crawled out of the bushes carefully and stalked back to the side of the house. He looked into the window, seeing the lights shut off and the black haired man take his shirt off. Just as I thought! The tramp was going to get some ass. A burning feeling overwhelmed the man. Someone got to see her before him. He watched closely, the moonlight proving to be the only source of light allowing him to look in the room. The man got into the bed and scooted up right next to his Cameron. He noticed how content she looked in his arms. Not for long though, it was only a matter of time before he got his hands on her. The bitch would pay her dues.
A/N: Hey there! Thanks to everyone who reviewed the last chapter! I hope you liked this one, another cliffhanger ;) Also; I'm eating up the whole Punk storyline right now. It's killer. Anyways, go to my page and vote for my next story! It's a tie so far and I just need one more person to break it so I can start writing :) Thanks for reading! R&R :)