The day after the breakup was gruesome. I sat staring at the blank ceiling above me while blasting music, and eating ice cream; then I stopped the music and turned on the TV but the power went out. The house was creepy and quiet. I sat in the dark, and began to sing in between bites of ice cream. "I don't wanna hurt anymore; I don't wanna know the reasons why. I just want a love that will last."
"Me too!" a voice said from behind me. I jumped up.
"Cameron is that you?" I said looking into the darkness. The voice turned on a flash light, the voice was Cameron.
"No, it's Mr. I – have – come – to- steal – your-underwear-why-are-you-sitting-in-the-dark-singing," he said.
"I'm uh .. being .. uh .. creative?" I made up an excuse, the last thing I need is him being around, but at least he isn't as annoying as he used to be. "Wait, how did you get in here?"
"You gave me an extra key, remember?" There was silence for a while. Then he asked if I would go to the mall with him, I immediately said no. He pleaded more. "I'll buy you a treat, on me."
"I already had three pints of ice cream, I think that's enough for one day."
"I didn't want to have to do this," he said. "But I guess I have to do this the hard way." He picked me up and flung me over his shoulder.
"What the fuck! Cameron, put me down right now!" He started to go down stairs while I was kicking and screaming.
"Mira, for the love of God, SHUT UP!"
"PUT ME DOWN PUT ME DOWN. OR I'LL .. umm .. OR I'LL HIT YOU WITH A SPOON!" I hit him with the spoon I had been eating ice cream with but it didn't seem to affect him. Wow, he has muscles now .. I didn't notice that .. "You have muscles?"
"See .. I have a life."
"Lifting weights doesn't count as having a life," I said as he walked out the door and finally put me down onto the ground next to his car. Oh the ground, nice concrete ground, I miss you…
"Get in," he said. I stood there but then hesitantly and got in.
"I should sue you for kidnapping," I said.
"How is it kidnapping when you came into the car voluntarily?" he asked.
"You know, the only reason I didn't kick you in the balls was because they're on the other side of your body," I said, changing the subject.
"Well you'll be happy when we get to the mall," he said. The car ride to the mall was long and silent. It was so silent that I could hear the woman in the car next to us as we parked. She was singing, let me rephrase that, she was screeching the lyrics to a song. We got out of the car and walked into the mall. "We're here," Cameron announced, opening the door with that genuine smirk, he's up to something, and I don't like the looks of it ...
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