Marrisa's POV:

"What happened?" Cameron asked me when I hung up the phone with the angry Leah. Or rather she hung up on me in the middle of my one million apologies, I have given her.

"It's not good." I said sighing. "We are screwed. She knows. She found out about us. It is all over the tabloids. Not only does she know, apparently everyone else would know too. We are screwed. She was really pissed off. You should of heard her. You should of heard the things she called me. I deserve it. I deserve the names she called me. Every last one of them."

"Seriously?" he asked. "So are you saying it is all over the celebrity slash Hollywood magazines? That if I go online right now it would be there?"

"Apparently." I said. "Since she found out about us. If not, how else would she have found out about this? She said she found out from TMZ from her phone. I should have been more careful. I should of known there would be cameras around. Too bad I was too fucking intoxicated to think straight. It's a good thing she's gone though, because she is too far away to kick our stupid asses."

"I deserved it though. I mean I screwed up. Not just with her. I screwed up your friendship with her. I ruined things for you too. And I feel terrible for doing this to her and doing this to you. I am sorry, Marissa. I am so sorry. I feel so guilty. I feel so terrible. And I would understand if you are mad at me too." he said.

"I don't blame you. I am not sorry that I slept with you, because that's me. I sleep with guys all the time. And I don't apologize for sleeping with them. And you happen to be my best friend's boyfriend. And I am sorry for that. I am sorry I choose the wrong guy. And I am sorry for getting caught. I am sorry for ruining your relationship with her. But I don't blame you. Not for any of it. We are both at fault. No just you. It takes two to make an mistake like this."

"I didn't want to hurt her. I really like her. I care for her. I love her." he said.

"I didn't either. I never want to hurt her. She's my best friend and I care for her too. I really shouldn't of slept with you. I should of choose another guy. Than I wouldn't be facing this mess. If I could take this all back, I would. I would do anything to turn back the time." I said. "You should of heard her. She was devastated. She was so angry. And I am responsible for it. And I feel bad that I did it to her. I was intoxicated. We weren't thinking straight. We made an mistake."

"Yeah." he said. "Do you know how it might of happen?"

"I don't remember a thing." I said. "Wait we can go online and read it. We can read all the details."

"Yeah." he said. "The only thing I remember is coming to the party and remember seeing you standing there by the refreshment table and I came over to you."

"Yeah." I said. The memory sort of caused an spark for me. "I do remember that part. We were talking."

"That's all I remember. That wont help us. We have to read it from those gossip magazines. I have to know the details."

Just than there was an knock on the door.

"Marissa Gonzales, you better fucking open this door. We need to talk." someone shouted.

I looked at Cameron confused. Who the fuck is that? I wondered.

"That sounds like Bella?" he said shocked. "But she- She never cusses. At least I never heard her do so."

Just than another voice came through the door.

"Cameron if your fucking ass is in there, you better open the door!" a male voice shouted.

"Who is that?" I asked. "He sounds familiar."

"I think that is Jake." he said.

"Jacob Black?" I asked. "Fuck he is big. Shit we are in trouble."

"Well, yeah." he said. "They are here for only one reason."

"What do you want to do? Should we answer it?"

"Hell no." he whispered frantically. "I don't want to get my ass whooped. And you know Jake can take me. Have you seen how big that guy is?"

"Trust me, I know." I said.

"Marissa!" Bella screamed. Shit, I never heard her sound this angry before.

"Cameron!" Jake shouted. "Open the fucking door. We need to talk."

"I hope they go away soon." I muttered.

"I know you are in there." Bella said. "We are not going anywhere, until you open up."

"Bitch, that is fine with me. We can stay here forever." I said quietly.

"Forever?" he whispered. "I cant."

"Well not forever." I said. "Just until they leaves. I got food and everything here. We can last a long time. They cant. They have to leave eventually."

"Oh, yeah." he said.

"Let's hope they eventually leave. And let's hope you leave safely. Or maybe we can sneak out and out smart them and make them look like fools." I said.

"How can we do that?" he asked.

I smiled. "We'll see. I am going to lay out the floor plan of this apartment complex. I don't plan on getting my ass beaten up. And I know you don't either."

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