Chapter Six
Our
delicious, well cooked meal came about twenty minutes later. We gulfed it down as quickly as humanly,
well, scratch that, as quickly as possible.
We didn't want to stay too long.
We both didn't want another encounter with that porn bitch. Selena came on to me as someone I should
worry about. Who would have guessed?
Before we
left the restaurant, we paid the bill and gave our wonderful waitress a
tip. She smiled graciously as we made
our big exit. Yeah, right.
On our way
out, Cameron decided to let me do the honors and I opened the door for both of
us. He smiled down at me while he
walked in front of me. I stared at his
cute butt while he took the lead.
Wouldn't you?
His little
aqua blue Nissan stood out from the rest of the rich and famous vehicles. There was a red Mustang, a cherry red
Mitsubishi Eclipse, and of course, his durable and dependable vehicle. He seems very happy with what he had and I
would have too. Besides, I didn't have
a vehicle.
He drove me
back to the hotel in less than five minutes.
So very quick. He and I didn't
really have much to say. I'd tasted the
worst of the worst and already didn't like it.
And I thought Chandra was bad.
When we got
back to the hotel, he put the truck in park and sat there in the heat for a few
minutes. I watched him watching me from
behind his glare of puzzlement. I sat
there just imaging what was flowing through his mind. I got sick of trying and went ahead and asked, "what are you
thinking about?"
"Wondering
how the werebats will survive without Selena."
He took his
arm off the steering and starting rubbing his hands on his pants.
"You
nervous?"
He looked at
me then turned his head back towards the windshield. "No, I'm just worried about what you are going to do to Selena."
The age old
question. "Will I kill her?"
His face was
blank for a few seconds. When he
finally nodded, I knew exactly what to say.
"If she
tries to kill me, she'll die first. If
she only threatens me, she'll live. As
long as she doesn't touch me, she lives."
"What
about if she harms someone else?"
I picked up
my head to the point of eye-to-eye contact with him.
"You'd
kill her."
"Yep. Now if you don't mind, I gotta go to my
room. See ya."
He didn't
say bye, he didn't even watch me go. He
just sat in the silent heat of the truck staring out at nothing while I stood
on the outside watching him. Amazing,
isn't it?
I left him
and his trance problem for the room. On
the way, I walked past this twenty-year old pervert that stared at my ass while
I marched past him. I didn't mind it
until he whistled. Then I turned around
and pointed my middle finger at him. He
cursed at me and stomped off. Oh well.
When I
opened the door to the hotel room, I wanted to see Claudia lying happily on the
bed. Instead, I saw a piece of paper
with large letters on it. I picked it
up and saw in plain and simple writing.
WENT TO THE
CAVE WITH APOLONIA.
CLAUDIA
Shit. I quickly dropped the note and ran outside
to see if Cameron was still in the parking lot. Thankfully, he was, even though he was still out of it. I jogged to the window and tapped on the
glass. He didn't budge. What is it with the men of Texas?
I tapped on
it again, this time with more force.
His face turned to me covered with an embarrassed look. I smiled at him while I opened up the truck
door. I jumped in and quickly buckled
up my seat belt.
His voice
came on hazily.
"What
are you doing?"
"We
gotta go to the cave. I sure as hell
hope you know where it is."
He thought
for a second or two then nodded.
"It's a little past Jonas's house."
"Bingo."
He put the
truck in reverse and took off as quickly as possible.
Near the
first red light we came across, we noticed that a black Mercedes was following
us. From every turn then on, the black
Mercedes distanced itself about two feet away.
Cameron was getting extremely pissed.
At the next
stop sign, Cameron stomped on the brakes ahead of time and the black car rammed
into the rear end. I was slammed on top
of the glove compartment. My head
popped back with a tingle of blood coming from a small cut on my forehead. Cameron knew enough to brace himself so he
wouldn't bounce forward into the steering wheel or through the windshield. His hands were pressed tightly against the
wheel. But of course, he knew what he
was going to do.
When the car
stopped completely, my head was thrown back and I immediately put one of my
hands on my forehead. Cameron quickly
unbuckled his seat belt and moved in a little closer to me.
"Sara,
what's wrong?"
"What
the hell does it look like?"
He raised
his left hand and tried to pry my fingers away from my cut.
"Get
the fuck off me."
He sat back
in his seat and sighed.
"I'm
sorry for stopping so quick. I should
have told you."
I rolled my
eyes at him. "No shit."
We heard
tires shrieking from the back of the truck.
We had no choice but to look behind us.
The car was getting away.
Cameron
opened the door and jumped out of the truck.
He started running after the car, but it was far too gone for him to
even catch up.
I watched
him turn around and walk back to the truck.
His face was all frowns when he raised his eyes at me as he rested his
arms on the ledge of the opened window.
I couldn't help but feel sorry for being so rude. He meant the best. Ugh!
"I'm
sorry for yelling at you Cameron."
His sad
puppy dog eyes glared at me. I wanted
to touch his face and tell him everything was going to be alright. I wanted to kiss him and make him feel
better. I wanted to go check on
Claudia. Shit.
"Get in
the truck Cameron."
He just
continued to stare at me. "Please
get in the truck. We need to go check
on Claudia."
As he made
his way back into the truck, I had a feeling to kiss him. I wanted to fight it, but it came on so
strong. When he settled himself into
his seat, I leaned over to him, softly placed my right hand on his left cheek,
and turned his face towards me. His
surprised brown eyes looked down at me as I came closer and closer to his lips. For just a couple of heartbeats, our lips
brushed gently against each other's. I
was the first to break away and lean back.
He just looked at me with a confused expression. He was sitting very still like he didn't
want to leave that very moment. I
almost didn't want to pry him back to reality, but Claud was out there in a
cave with bats. She's totally afraid of
those flying creatures.
"Cameron,
can we go now?"
His eyes
focused again and he nodded. He turned
his head back to the road, pressed the gas, and took off.
