Chapter 14

Cam had just made it home from shooting hoops with Randy and Kobe when he got the call from Demi telling him what happened. It was crazy because she was just out enjoying her day with her husband not too long before. He really felt bad for her because she was crying uncontrollably and he couldn’t make out what she was saying. One of her sisters had to grab the phone to tell him what hotel she had checked into. After showering and putting on clothes, Cam made his way over to her. Asha was playing cards at her mother’s house, so he didn’t have to hear her mouth about him leaving out so late. It took him about fifteen minutes, but Cam pulled up to the hotel and entered through the front door. He took the elevator up and knocked on Demi’s door.

“Hey, Cam, right?” a lady, who he assumed was Demi’s sister, asked him.

She favored Demi a little, but her complexion was a shade lighter. She was also taller and thinner, but the resemblance was there.

“Yeah, I’m Camden. You must be Demi’s sister,” Cam replied.

“Yeah, I’m Isis; come on in,” she said as she moved to the side.

Cam walked into the suite and admired the modernly decorated space. The small living area was separated from the other parts of the room. The bedroom had its own door, which was closed now.

“Is Demi sleeping?” Cam asked.

“No, let me go get her,” Isis said as she walked into Demi’s room, closing the door behind her.

“Is that Cam?” Demi asked when her sister walked into the room. She heard someone knock at the door and that was the only person that she was expecting.

“Girl yes, with his sexy ass,” Isis replied while fanning her face with her hand.

“I know that ain’t Isis talking like that. It must be serious for her boring ass to comment. Let me go see for myself,” Imani said as she cracked the door.

“Stop being creepy Imani. Don’t let him see you checking him out. That’s so embarrassing,” Demi fussed.

“Bitch!! That’s Cam?” Imani asked once she closed the door

“Yes. What’s the big deal? Y’all act like he’s on display or some shit. Tell him that he can come in Isis,” Demi requested.

“Wait a minute bitch,” Imani said as she ran to the mirror and started to fix her hair and clothes.

“Really Imani? Aren’t you about to be a married woman in few months?” Demi questioned.

“Yeah, but I ain’t married yet. Bitch, I expected Cam to be short and fat with a receding hairline. That’s the kind of niggas that yoube besties with. You don’t put niggas like Cam in the friend zone,” Imani schooled.

“Just let him in and let yourselves out,” Demi instructed.

“Is he staying the night?” Isis asked with a smirk.

“No, he lives with his girlfriend and I’m still married. Now, get out!” Demi yelled.

She cringed when she heard her sister Imani grilling Cam when they walked out of the room. She was asking him about his family and what he did for a living. Cam was always polite, so he answered all her questions with no problem. Demi was happy when sheheard the front door close because she knew that they had finally left. The door to her room opened a few seconds later and their stood Cam in all his handsomeness.

“Damn man, you sure you don’t need to go to the hospital?” Cam asked as he examined the huge knot on Demi’s forehead. He kicked off his shoes and got in the bed and put his back up against the headboard.

“No, it actually went down a little. I’ve been putting an ice pack on it,” Demi replied.

“Damn, so it was bigger than that!” Cam exclaimed, once again looking at the big lump.

“Don’t make me laugh Cam. My head is thumping,” Demi snickered.

“Them niggas must have followed y’all. Either that or they watched the house all day until y’all came back. Y’all went to a few places, so their timing couldn’t have been that perfect,” Cam noted.

“I just feel so violated. Like, they were in my house Cam, in my personal space,” Demi said as she started crying again.

“Don’t cry man. Maybe y’all can sell the house and move to a gated community. Or install some cameras around it or something,” Cam suggested while hugging her.

“I’m not moving nowhere with his ass. You should have seen the way he manhandled me. Then, the bastard had the nerve to pull out a gun and shit, trying to scare somebody. Where the fuck was his gun at when those niggas ran up in there? He wouldn’t even let me call the police,” Demi sobbed.