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Scrambling to my feet, I lose all self-control. I lose all sense ofanything. My anger and fear all funnel towards the boy standing before me. If my words were daggers, he’d surely be dead.
“You motherfucking bastard! This was allyou!” I scream. I’m vaguely aware that the pounding on my door has stopped, leaving a gaping silence, as though I imagined it all. I’m shaking so bad that my teeth are chattering, and my vision is wobbling with the tears that I know are falling. I swipe at my face, angry at myself for showing weakness.
I’m so fucking angry.
I never cry and now I am, in front ofhim.
Camden’s face is neutral, showing no emotion at my outburst. He flicks open my sketchpad, holding it gently in his large hands as he flips through the pages. I know the second he’s found the portrait I sketched earlier today in the library, because his eyes widen just a fraction before glancing up at me, a question in his eyes.
“Give that back,” I seethe, taking a step towards him.
He closes the sketchbook and throws it on my bed, pulling out my mobile phone from his back pocket. “This is what I came for. Now that I’ve got it, I’ll leave.”
“No you fucking won’t,” I snarl, not caring anymore. He may be big, he may be built, but I’m back in more familiar territory. One-on-one I can do.ThisI can do.
“You’ll step aside, Asia. Don’t make this harder than it needs to be,” he says calmly. So calmly that I want to scratch his eyes out.
“Harder than it needs to be? You set your pack of wolves on me, forwhat? So they can distract me whilst you steal my phone? Whilst you take away the only ability I have to contact my friend!” I bark out a hysterical laugh. “What the fuck are you even doing here anyway? Don’t you have a crew to rule, lives to destroy and a town to fucking terrorise?” I’m panting so hard by now that it’s difficult to keep myself upright. There isn’t nearly enough oxygen in the room for the two of us.
“Number one, that wasn’t me. I had nothing to do with that,” Camden says, his topaz eyes darkening with… what? Anger? That throws me a little. “Number two, the cops caught Eastern last night, and they have his phone. I’m taking this so you can’t get him into any more shit with your messages and texts, and number three, Oceanside is my new home now too, so we’ll be seeing a lot of each other…”
“Wait,what?” I respond, my anger successfully doused by his response.
“Eastern is in custody,” he says more slowly this time. “I can’t have you calling him, texting him and getting everyone into deeper shit.”
“What, he’s been arrested? Tracy never said anything.” I know I told him to hand himself in, but now that I know he’s been caught I’m afraid for him. So afraid. There are too many people relying on him, Braydon, his mum, my little brothers’,me. A small sound escapes my throat, and I clamp my lips shut forcing myself not to cry. No more tears. Not in front of this arsehole.
“Tracy doesn’t know yet.”
“And you do?”
“Yes,” Camden says softly, too softly, as though he feels some remorse, some guilt about Eastern’s arrest. My eyes snap up, meeting his. For a fleeting moment I see pity, then he shuts it down. His face void of emotion. I see it happen right there in front of me.
“Monk showed me a video of Eastern. It’s why I went to meet him. He promised to show me the rest if I went on adatewith him,” I say, spitting the words out in disgust.
“And you believed him? I thought you were smarter than that?”
“Fuck you, Camden. Do you have the video or not? I’m assuming you’ve got a damn copy. How else would Monk get it?”
Camden sighs. “Yes, I have the video.” He reaches into his back pocket pulling out another phone. I watch as he frowns, scrolling through to find what he’s looking for. “Here,” he says, holding the phone up so I can watch it. He’s not fool enough to hand it over, that’s for sure.
The video plays again, repeating what I’d seen earlier. Apart from Eastern looking over his shoulder in fear, there’s no more footage. It stops just as abruptly.
“Where’s the rest?” I snap.
“There is no more. This is all I have.”
“You fucking liar!” I shout.
“Believe what you want. This is it.”
“But Monk said…” my voice trails off at just how much of a fool I’ve been. I mentally kick myself. I’m not usually this fucking stupid. “That lying piece of shit.”
“Not long after I was sent this, I heard he was caught.” Camden shrugs as though it’s no big deal. I want to scratch his eyes out.
“You fucking arsehole. You really don’t give a shit, do you?”
