Prophet Child Chapter 3

A/N- Well hello there! I've been getting some great feedback on this story by the way; keep those reviews coming! Some of your reviews made me laugh, you're getting so worried that Tori and Cam are going to get married!!! Well, I'll put you out of your suspense, read onwards!

From Cevec xxx

P.s a huge thank you to aj, Andy, Katy, and Tori Bradley, Freedra Kyes and CamFan4Ever for your kind reviews!

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Tori stared the beautiful ring, panic rising inside of her like a wave. This is it; you have to end it now!!!! An angry voice inside her head shouted. But her dry mouth could form no words, and her body seemed to have forgotten how to move. Her eyes were just fixed on the ring.

"Tori?" an anxious Cam asked. He was still down on one knee, but anxiety was swelling up inside of him.

Tori's gaze flicked to Cam, and then the ring, and then Cam's worried, upset face. "I'm sorry Cam, I can't marry you," Tori whispered hoarsely, so quiet Cam could barely hear. But he did, and those words brought his world crashing down around him.

"Wh- I, I don't-" Cam stuttered. He felt like someone had just stabbed him through the stomach several times. Tears of anger welled up in his eyes, as he slowly rose back into his chair. He let the open ring box fall to the floor. "Why?" Cam murmured, almost as quietly as Tori had given her answer; the answer that was slowly killing him inside.

Tears of pain and guilt spilled over Tori's bright blue eyes, leaving mascara streaks down her cheeks. She looked straight at Cam, whose bewildered and hurt face brought sickness to her stomach. "I just can't," she whispered. It was harder than she thought. Cam had been a comfort to her over the past year, a comfort for the pain of not being with Blake, she realised.

This was the final gunshot for Cam. He pushed his chair back sadly, and stood up. He looked down at Tori with disappointment and hurt. He gazed at her tear-streaked face, and then walked towards the door.

"Cam! Don't Cam, don't go!" Tori choked, "Don't go," but her voice faded as the door swung shut. As she gazed at the closed door, her vision slipped away like watercolour in the rain.

I've finally done it, she thought, and it's killing me.

Tori's windscreen wipers swished backwards and forwards furiously as the rain pelted down on her blue van. But her eyes were not clear of water. Tears fell down her cheeks, and slowly dropped onto her dress, but Tori didn't bother to stop them. She was driving well over the speed limit, and she slowed down to squint at the sign she was just passing.

The weather had turned horrible after Tori paid the bill at the restaurant, and Tori tried not to think about the embarrassment she felt when the other couples looked at her with sympathy.

"BLUE BAY HARBOR BEACH, NEXT LEFT" the sign read. Though the weather was foul, Tori didn't fancy going home to face Shane and Dustin and their questions. She turned sharply at the corner, and screeched to a stop in the beach car park. Tori got out, rain lashing at her already wet face. The wind blew so hard Tori could barely walk forward, but she forced against it and stepped onto the sodden sand.

Tori walked towards the sea, the waves pounding and thrashing against the shore.

"WHY DOES IT HURT???" Tori shouted to the over cast sky. "WHY AM I BY MYSELF?" Tori could barely hear herself over the roaring wind and sea. "Why isn't Blake here?" Tori murmured and stopped at the shore. The black foamy sea washed over Tori's feet, and everything to Tori seemed pointless. She'd broken two hearts tonight in the vain hope of being happy with another. Tori closed her eyes against the stinging rain and wished she had Blake's arms around her now.

"TORI???" a voice yelled in the storm. Tori heard, but didn't bother to respond, it was probably Shane or Dustin come to find her and drag her home. Marah would probably be there to act sympathetic, but none of them could understand what she was feeling. She tried to conceal the choking sobs that she was making, and hoped the person would go away. "TORI???" the voice yelled again, but closer this time, and more familiar. "TORI IS THAT YOU???"

Tori's eyes snapped open, she couldn't see through the pouring rain, but she knew that figure that was coming towards her. "BLAKE???" she shouted, hardly daring to believe her hopes. And then strong arms wrapped around her, and Tori felt safe. Blake's shirt was wet, but then so was Tori, and Tori didn't care. She clung on so tightly to his shirt, breathing in his familiar scent.

"Yes it's me," Blake cried out over the noise of the weather, "Come on, lets get you back to the van." He wrapped an arm around the crying Tori, and she allowed herself to be lead back to the van.

Blake pulled the door shut, and the van seemed almost silent compared to the raging storm outside. Tori grabbed a tissue and tried to calm herself down. "What are you doing here Blake?" she managed to say, amid sobs.

Blake gave a small smile, "I guess you don't catch up with my brother a lot, do you?" Tori nodded, giving into admitting that she didn't speak to him or the guys as much as she used too. She'd been wrapped up in Cam. "Well, I'm here on a bit of vacation. I've been riding constantly for the past twelve months, so Factory Blue decided to give me a break for a bit,"

"Where's your car?" Tori choked out, and gave a sniff; trying furiously to stop herself crying. Blake was here, finally, and all she could think about was Cam's look when she refused his proposal.

"Out there, I was just driving to your place when I saw your van turn into the beach car park. I wanted to know what you were doing here, I mean, I know you're a surfer and all, but geez, in this weather!" Blake nodded outside the window, and squinting, Tori managed to see a very flash sports car in navy blue. She allowed herself a small smile at the joke.

"You've gone up in the world," Tori sniffed.

"Yeah, guess I have," Blake smiled, but then his face turned serious. He shifted in his seat so he was closer to Tori. "Tori-" he said, concern in his voice, and he gently cupped Tori's streaked face and tilted it so it faced him, "I know something's wrong, what is it? What were you doing out there?"

Tori's reply was a heartbroken sob. "You'd hate me for what I've done," Tori cried, fresh tears spilling over her eyes.

Blake gave a worried frown. He moved in closer still. "Tori, I could never hate you," and he leant in and placed his lips on hers. He parted them gently with his own, and held her face with his hands. He felt warmth and passion flowed into the kiss, and it was better than he imagined. His hands ran down her smooth, hot back, and he wanted it to last forever.

But Tori pulled away. "Ummmm, Blake, I'd like to go home now," she said, and shuffled closer to window. She pointedly turned the ignition on, and revved up the engine. She couldn't do this. This was what she'd wanted for 3 years, and now when it happened she felt so much guilt her stomach turned to ice. "Get out now please Blake," she whispered.

Blake sighed and nodded, "Yeah, sure," he pursed his lips and got out of the van. He headed over to his own car huddled in his shirt against the pouring rain. He got in, and pulled the door shut and watched as the blue van reversed and pulled out of the car park. He shook his head, something was definitely wrong, he thought.