Page 70 of Fractured Souls
All done. Reaching into my pocket I grab my phone, taking a picture then showing him. Bo grins wide, taking in the musical notes dancing across his cheeks and the bridge of his nose. It almost looks like he has musical notes for freckles.
“It’s so pretty.” He beams. All I can do is stare at him, and this overwhelming feeling clenches my gut. I don’t know what to make of this—of us—lately. All I know is that right now feels good. It feels so right, and I don’t know if I want it to end when the weekend is up. “What’s wrong?”
“Huh?”
“You’re just staring.”
Something I can’t seem to stop doing. “You look cute is all.” I smooth my fingers through his hair. “I’m going to run in and go to the bathroom. I’ll be quick, okay? Unless you have to go too.”
“No, I’ll wait here. It’s not bad out, and it’s a little crowded in there.”
I press my lips to his forehead, getting up and heading back into the gym. “Be right back.”
Coming out of the bathroom, I just want to head home with Bo. We need to have a talk. This weekend has raised more questions than anything, but maybe it’s all irrelevant because the truth is . . . I’ve loved this weekend. I’ve loved these last few months. I’ve loved our little life together. Maybe the answer to all these questions is simply . . . him.
“Cam?” My head swings around at the voice, and ice clenches my stomach seeing Siena there. Siena there withhim. Fuck. “Hey, uh, hi,” she says shyly. Fuck, why is she even here? There are plenty of gyms around. She had to know I might be here.
The guy she’s with, the same douche she cheated on me with, looks between us warily.
“How are you doing?” she asks.
Why does she care? “I’m fine. Don’t worry about it.”
“Cam—”
“Listen, go back to whatever you’re doing, okay? Just leave me alone.” I don’t miss her like I thought I would. Instead, I just feel gross. I feel like I’m drowning and she’s holding my head under.
“I’m trying to be nice, Cam.”
Why? “Well don’t.”
“She’s trying to be nice, stop being a dick.” I look at the guy, who’s a few inches shorter than me. So why do I suddenly feel four feet tall?
“A dick toher?” I step closer to him. “I was great to her, and she cheated on me. I don’t know why you think I’d want to speak to either of you. Why are you even fucking here, Si?”
“It’s an open invitation for anyone with a membership. I already have to change my workout schedule as it is so I don’t run into you.” I literally never asked her to do that, but okay. “We have a right to be here.”
“Be here all you want, but don’t fucking talk to me. Ever. I was good to you and you treated me like shit. Now leave me alone.”
“Not what I heard,” he laughs. I stare at him, then slide my gaze to Siena. Who is this fucking guy?
“Oh yeah? What did you tell him?” He steps in front of her, knocking her back a bit, which pisses me off. “Be careful of her.”
He gets in my face. “What did you say, babe? Terrible in bed, right? Didn't you say he cries a lot? A fucking dork, I remember that one. Boring. Plays with action figures.”
Excuse me, I do not! That’s not what I do. I just like to organize them differently on my shelves. It's fun to me. I like switching it up and moving things around. When I moved in with her from my old apartment, she didn’t want me to put them on her shelves. Which fine. It was her place. So I took them to Bo’s.And they’re collectibles, not toys!
“Connor, come on—” She tugs his sleeve, looking more and more uncomfortable.
He ignores her. “Doesn’t ever want to go anywhere, or do anything. Plays video games constantly, and acts like a fucking child. Didn’t you say he’s afraid of the dark?” He snorts. "She couldn't wait for you to go to work and be with me."
“Connor.” She pushes him aside. “Stop it.”
I swallow thickly. “That’s great, Siena. Amazing. I’m happy you’re happy. You must have been so miserable with me.”
“Cam, wait—”
I turn away from them; I don’t need to hear any more. I try blinking back the burn in my eyes, but my vision softens and floats. What the hell was that? Why was she even with me for so long? I can’t believe this. I feel like I’m going to break down.
