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His eyes close, and he leans in toward me. I see the pained look on his face. I know him too well and know he's fighting with himself internally. Dean is too good of a man to allow things to escalate further between us, while I, on the other hand, am not. I'm a horrible person that's currently craving his lips on mine, but I'd never push him.
If I do, he will regret it, and I never want to be someone he regrets.
"I'm so sorry, Cam. I'm so fucking sorry," he rasps, his warm spearmint scented breath fanning across my lips.
I close my eyes, and when I open them again, he's gone.
FIFTEEN
THEN
Dean,16 years old
"Sadie, you need to leave."
"Why? Your mom let me in on her way out, and I wanted to see you."
"Because I'm not in the mood for company." This girl is relentless.
She hasn't taken any of the hints I've given her, trying to let her down easy, and now it's clear I'm going to have to be a dick and let her down the hard way.
Sadie Marshall is like a disease that you can't get rid of. She keeps coming back.
Stronger each time.
"You never replied to the pictures I sent." The smirk on her thin lips makes my stomach churn. She doesn't have nice lips like Camille. Hers are thin, and her top lip disappears when she smiles.
They're like thin little paper cuts, whereas Camille's lips are thick, plump, and soft to kiss.
"I'm not interested, Sadie. Get that through your head, and please leave," I say with a sigh, shoving aside my notebook and pencil.
"Why?! Is it because you like that stupid girl next door? Dean, she's a child. That's actually pretty sick." She places her hands on her hips and pops her bubblegum. I tried to be nice, but this bitch isn't accepting it.
"Get the fuck out, and I won't say it again." One more year. Just one more year of dealing with Sadie, and then I'm off to college and will be far away from her.
I'd hoped that the summer would distract her from me and allow her to find someone else to prey on, but nope. I'm not that fucking lucky.
She must have a hearing problem because she's showing no signs of removing herself from my bedroom. Instead, she lays down on my bed, her hands behind her big head while she continues chewing and popping her pink bubblegum. The piece is too big for her mouth, and each time she chews it, it sounds like she’s choking.
It's disgusting, but it wouldn't be such a bad thing if she were to choke.
"Calm down, Dean. I only want to hang out for a little bit."
"I don't care. Find someone else. I already have plans." She sighs, her blue eyes snapping over to meet mine.
"Right, probably plans with your child girlfriend. Fine, I'll go. Help me up?" She holds up her arms. I don't want to touch her, but if it means her leaving, then fine.
I stand from my desk in the corner of my bedroom and walk over to her, grabbing both of her hands, and begin pulling her up.
Sadie hooks her right leg behind the back of my left leg and pulls me down on top of her, her legs moving to wrap securely around my waist, her arms around my neck, and her thin lips on mine in a matter of seconds.
"Oh, Dean, you know that you want me. Stop pretending that you don't. I see the way you look at me."
This bitch is fucking delusional.
"Sadie, stop." I grab hold of her wrists and remove them from around my neck. Sitting up on my knees, I grip onto her ankles just as a gasp sounds from behind me. I don't even need to turn around to know who is behind me.
Camille.
