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Complicated Love - Chapter 9

Cam's Point Of View! He seems to have a lot more feelings for Izzy than everyone thinks. Cam shows off his soft side, something he never outwardly shows to anyone. Read Chapter 9 of Complicated Love to relive the night, but from Cam's perspective.
Cam's POV

Fucking hell. This night was a disaster. First Angel ditches me for that dickhead Chris and now she hasn't come home for like four hours. It's so dark out, where the fuck could she be?

Grayson was pacing his room back and forth texting and calling Angel a million times a minute.

"Why isn't she fucking answering Cam!?" He raged.

"I don't know man..." I shook my head and sighed heavily. I was just as worried as Grayson. I mean, I know, I have a shitty way of showing it, but I really do care about Angel. She's my girl after all.

"I'm going to go look for her," Grayson said suddenly and looked around for his keys.

"I'll go bud," I told him and put my hand on his shoulder, "what if she comes back home while you're out? She won't want to see me, she'd rather see you."

Grayson thought about it for a second and then nodded, "Call me as soon as you find her or hear anything. I'll call her friends."

"For sure bro," I said and grabbed my keys and walked out of the house.

I got in my car and sped down the road like no other. I've never drove this fast before, but as much as I wanted to seem relaxed about the whole situation, I really wasn't. I was getting anxious. Where the hell was she?

I went around by school, to Chris' house, to the park, to the mall, to the ice cream shop, even to the fucking McDonald's! She wasn't anywhere. I decided to expand my search and drive out a bit. I impatiently tapped my fingers to the steering wheel, it was 10 pm and we hadn't found her. Fuck, where are you baby?

I drove out to where the fields were, there were farms and stuff out here. I honestly didn't think they'd be here, but I thought to give it a chance. I drove around and around until I spotted a red pickup truck. My heart started racing, that was Chris' truck. I remember he wouldn't shut the fuck up about it, when he first got it last year for his birthday. Prick.

I got to the truck and they weren't in it. I noticed a path towards the woods and shook my head. "He better not have taken her in here..." I grumbled. This place was fucking scary as hell! Not to mention dangerous.

I walked for a few minutes to find nothing. I looked around and whispered her name out, "Angel...... Are you here?"

No reply.

I was about to turn back when I heard a loud slap and then a piercing scream. Not just any scream, it was Izzy's scream. I bolted into the direction of the noises and soon enough I came to a big meadow. I saw them in the middle of it and it looked like the fucker was on top of her and holding her back. I immediately wished I was a football player instead of a soccer because I didn't know how to tackle people. Well... here goes nothing.

I ran over and pushed him off her and tackled him to the ground. He was stunned by what was happening but then realized that he needed to fight back. I punched him hard in the jaw and he got a few swings at me but nothing serious. We wrestled in the grass, pushing each other, fighting for dominance.

Finally I got on top of him and pinned him down. I took this opportunity to fuck him up. I swung at him with all of my strength, aiming at his nose, his jaw, his eyes, I didn't give a fuck.

Nobody messes with my girl. Nobody touches my girl. Nobody fucking hurts my girl. Nobody.

I was pounding him, wanting to knock him out. I don't know how long it was that I was swinging at him because I was so lost in my anger. I'd never forgive this loser or respect him ever again. He was dead to me.

"Stay the fuck away from her! Do you hear me?! I'll fucking destroy you! Don't test me you little shit, because I will fucking find you and won't hesitate to kill you if you ever go near her again!" I was raging with anger.

"C-C-C-am..." a weak little voice calls my name and as soon as I hear my Angel's voice I push the dick down the hill and run over to her.

"Baby," I say and grab her into my arms. I hold her tightly to me and she instantly locks her arms around my neck and her legs around my waist. God she felt so good in my arms, it was where she belonged.

She was crying so hard into my shirt and she had her face buried into my shoulder, I hoped she could breathe in there. I patted her back and picked her up. I walked out of there with her in my arms, the only place I ever wanted her.

"It's alright, you're safe baby," I said softly to her as we started back on the trail, "I'm right here, I got you."

Fuck. She was crying so much, it killed me. It physically hurt my chest to see her like this, I wanted to take all her pain away. If I could, I would. I ran my hands through her hair soothingly, "Shh, sweetheart everything's okay now," she started to calm down a little, so I kept talking to her, "I've got you, I'm here Angel."

After we finally got out of the woods, I sat her in the car, but she kept her body clung to mine. I didn't mind, I liked it. I knew, she was hurting, and I wanted more than anything to heal her.

"Just relax Angel, breathe for me. Inhale... Exhale..."

Once she calmed down, I cupped her face, but made sure to be gentle with her sore cheek, it was already going red. "You okay babe?" I wiped those tears from her face, they didn't belong there, I never wanted to see her cry. It was torture to see how broken she was.

She didn't say a word, but nodded and looked away.

"What happened back there?" I asked.

"You saw," she whispered quietly and continued looking anywhere but at me, "he wasn't backing off."

"Look at me Angel," I urged and tipped her chin up towards my face, "where else did he hurt you?"

She started to bite down on her lower lip nervously. Ugh, I hate to say it, but it was so god damn sexy. She drove me wild, but of course, I had to focus on what was happening. She wouldn't talk to me ever again if I hit on her after what she just went through with Chris.

"Where," I ordered her to cover up how much she affected me. I had to sound bossy or else she wouldn't take me seriously.

She sighed, "my wrists."

Instantly I grabbed Angel's hands and pulled them up to see... they were red with finger marks denting her skin. That motherfucker had a strong grip.

"Fuck..." I whispered disappointingly, if only I were there earlier I may have been able to stop this. "Where else." I said harshly. I knew there was more, she was hiding it from me.

"Nowhere else," she said and diverted her gaze. She was lying. She could never look at me when she was lying.

"Don't lie to me Izzy." I knew she hated it but I had to use her name.

She backed up a bit and turned the light on in the car. Slowly Angel lifted the bottom of her shirt to reveal a bruise already forming. You could physically see his hand prints on both sides of her waist, that's how tight he held her. When I saw it, I inhaled sharply and held my breath. How could he hurt her like that? I wanted to fucking go back there and beat him up some more. Maybe castrate him. I recomposed myself and sighed.

"Oh Angel..." I ran gently ran my fingers over the tender areas and she winced slightly. It was so hard for me to look at her like this. So vulnerable and hurt. It honestly was tearing me apart.

"Can we go?" She said and started to look around into the woods. Right. She was still startled by everything.

"Yeah, let's get you home Princess..." I shook my head in frustration and ran my fingers through my hair angrily.

"No!" She said quickly, "Not home... Please?"

"Angel... Grayson is going to kill me if I don't get you home. After 9:30 pm, we started looking for you. Grayson and I were so worried..."

She looked down at her knees and sighed heavily, "Grayson is going to be mad at me... He's going to yell at me Cam... I can't go home."

"Angel, you didn't do anything wrong. He won't be mad." I wouldn't let Grayson give her hell, she didn't deserve it.

"Have you met him?! He got so mad when he found out I was even talking to Chris."

"I'm sorry babe, I have to take you home." I said once and for all. Grayson was my best friend, and as much as I wanted to give her everything she wanted, I knew he cared about his sister more than anything in the world. I had to take her home to him, even if he was going to blow up.

Angel sighed again and sunk into the seat, "Fine."

"I'm sorry Angel, but Grayson is worried sick about you," I said softly now. I wanted her to know that I was on her side, so I had to be less forceful.

"I know..." She said and buckled her seat belt. I shut her door and started to walk around to my side until she asked me, "Can you get my phone from Chris' truck?"

"Seriously? Why would you leave your phone?" Of course she would.

"I don't know okay? Just get it for me."

We were driving on our way back to her house when I saw out of the corner of my eye that she was shivering. I reached into the back seat and pulled out my hoodie, the one that I gave to her, but then she had given back for some dumb reason.

"Put this on, you're fucking freezing," I said firmly.

"Thank you..." She said quietly and pulled it on over her head. I was much more content when she wore my hoodie. I don't know why, but I liked to think she had a piece of me with her.

"Don't give it back. It's yours..." I told her. And then mumbled more quietly to myself but loud enough for her to hear, "It was always yours."

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After a long drive back home, I pulled up in the driveway. Before we got out of the car she turned to me and said, "Are you going to tell him everything?"

"You know, I have to..." I told her. I turned the car off and started talking again, "Look... I know Grayson is going to go ape shit, but I'll be right there with you okay?"

"Okay," she said and opened the door. Once she stepped out of the car, she stumbled almost to the ground. She grasped onto the car door for support, but barely had any strength to do so. I ran over to her side and put my arms around her.

"This is why I have to tell him babe..." I said to her. Grayson would for sure know something was up even if I didn't say anything. He'd find out soon enough. And I was right.

"WHAT THE FUCK!" Grayson was running towards us barefooted in the grass. He came over to Izzy and helped me carry her, "What happened to you Izzy!"

"Shhh... don't yell!" She told him angrily.

Once we were inside, I decided it was taking too long for her to get anywhere, so I picked her up and carried her to her bedroom. I sat Angel on her bed and Grayson shut the door behind us.

"Explain." Grayson demanded.

She took a big breath and I smiled at her, giving her a reassuring look before she started recapping the night starting from the beginning.

"So first we went to McDonalds for dinner..."

Grayson and I listened carefully as she spoke.

"... And then Cam showed up and beat the shit out of him."

When Angel was telling the part where Chris was hurting her, she started to cry. I wanted to go over there and hug her again, but Grayson wouldn't like that very much.

By the end of the story, Gray was squeezing one of the pillows into a little ball instead of punching something. I knew, he wanted to hit something or someone, but held it in for Izzy.

"I'm going to fucking kill that prick!" Grayson said angrily, "FUCK!"

"Grayson... Cam already did enough damage..." Angel said softly trying to calm him down.

"Don't fucking defend that douchebag Izzy!"

"I'm not!" She yelled back at him.

"Well, I need to go beat him up! I don't care that Cam did already, this idiot deserves to go to hell!"

"I don't want you to get into trouble Grayson! Please, just calm down!"

"Calm down?! I won't calm down until I see Chris go down in flames!"

"Re-fucking-lax!" She argued back again. Angel sure did love to swear, especially when she was mad. Let's be honest though, she probably got it from me and Grayson, we cuss way more than she does.

"Don't tell me what to do! Just shut up Izzy!" He yelled in her face. Instantly Izzy flinched and blocked her face with her arms as if Grayson was going to hit her.

I couldn't help it, she was hurting. I rushed from the desk chair to the bed and pulled my girl into my arms again, "Back off Grayson! She's still scared!"

I rubbed her back and she started to take big breaths again, trying to relax.

Grayson's whole demeanor softened after he saw what he did to her just by yelling. He realized yelling wouldn't help this situation. He sat down beside me and rubbed Angel's arm, "I'm sorry sis..."

Grayson gave me a look, he was taken by surprise as to how quickly I came over to her and soothed her. Usually Angel and I were fighting like crazy, but tonight something was different.

I shrugged at Grayson, but Grayson pointed to the door. I put her back down and tucked my baby into bed before saying, "I'll be right back babe, alright?"

My Angel nodded at me and pulled the blankets up.

I stepped outside to find Grayson with his arms crossed in front of his chest. "Is that the truth? What she told me?"

"Yeah, that's what she told me too," I nodded.

"Alright..." he trailed off. Then he brought up another topic, "What is going on with you two? Why is she letting you touch her?"

"She's just shaken up still man. She's still scared and I was the one to peel that fucker off her. As soon as I finished beating him up she wouldn't let go of me."

"Well... I guess you're right."

"Dude, you know I'd never take advantage of her like that."

"I know Cam... I just worry. She's my baby sister."

"Don't worry, I'd never hurt her or let anyone else hurt her. I care about her too."

Gray nodded at me, "I know. That's why you're my best friend. Thanks man."

"No worries bro," I said and gave him a pat on the back.

"Maybe you should stay with her tonight... in her room..." Grayson said that painfully. I could tell he didn't want me sleeping in there, but was thinking of the best thing for Izzy.

"Yeah, I think she'll feel more comfortable with me there," I said casually as if it were no big deal but inside I was ecstatic.

"Alright, do what you gotta do man," he said to me but then clarified, "but don't do anything I'd kill you for."

"Stop worrying," I assured him and laughed lightly.

"I'm going to get my dad to book you a plane ticket, so you can fly with her. I don't want her alone tomorrow. You're going with her okay? I'll drive down with Britt and you two can fly out together."

Wow, this was a shocker. Grayson was trusting me big time. Which was great, but what was even greater was that I'd be with Izzy tomorrow.

"Yeah, I can do that."

"Alright bro, thanks for everything."

"Anytime man."

I grabbed some blankets and pillows from the hallway closet and walked back into Angel's room. She was curled up in a ball and hugging her teddy bear that Grayson got her when they were younger.

"Hey babe," I whispered quietly, "I'm gonna be right here okay?"

I put my pillows and blankets on the ground next to her bed. She looked at me as I created my little sleeping space. She reached her hand out at me and patted the space on the bed next to her.

"Don't sleep on the floor," she sounded exhausted.

"I don't mind Angel."

"Please? I mean you don't have to but..." she trailed off and blushed.

"But what?"

"I just don't want to be alone... But you don't have to. I know Amanda hates me enough already," she bit her bottom lip again and looked up at me with her big eyes, God she was driving me crazy and she didn't even know it. She was so... ugh. Okay Cam, compose yourself. Don't fuck this up.

"Babe," I said and shook my head, "I don't care about Amanda okay? She doesn't mean anything to me. You're the one I care about, you always have been."

She blushed and the corners of her lips lifted into a small smile. She moved over in her bed to make room for me and I smiled back at her.

I went to shut the door all the way so Grayson wouldn't' walk by and freak out if he saw me sleeping in her bed. I slid under the covers next to her and pulled her closely to me. She moved around so she was laying her head on my chest and my arm was around her.

"Thank you," she said in a hushed tone.

"I'll always be here for you," I told her and stroked her hair.

I pressed my lips to her forehead softly and the next thing I knew she was fast asleep snuggled up close to me. In this moment, everything felt right, and I never wanted this feeling to go away.

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Hello Loves!

Sorry I haven't posted in a bit, I went on a trip with a bunch of my friends for the long weekend. We had such a good time, but now I'm back at home and integrating myself back into my hermit lifestyle. Haha, Netflix is my #1 best friend.

Leave me a comment! Hope you enjoyed this chapter!

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Should I do more in Cam's POV?
Yeah, I love seeing his thoughts!
Maybe, it was cool to see, but I like the mystery!
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Published: 5/22/2015
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