I woke up from my bed still tired, my mind craving for more sleep. But at the same time I couldn't go back to sleep. I was wide awake and ready for another day.
I grabbed my crutches by the side of my bed then stood up to stretch. I then proceeded to take a shower and brush my teeth. After that was finish I changed into my work uniform. Which was a pain to do with a cast on my leg.
Doctor said the cast will come off next week but it's too long of a wait. I've already been waiting two weeks.
If you're wondring why im putting in work clothes well obviously im working. But so you know, I still work at The Freeze but just for the summer. I'm making some money for when I go to UCLA this fall. The manager still regrets leaving me alone that night but that was six months ago can't believe he still regrets it. After I finished changing I grabbed my phone and wallet then started to descend the stairs.
Very, very slowly.
I didn't want to risk tripping and end up breaking bones in my body. I mean I already had a shot leg. After about three minutes of careful desending I made it to the door and left the house. I then started to walk to the bus stop.
When I reached the bottom of my driveway I saw Cameron across the street getting into his car.
I waved a hi to him but all he did was stare at me and went inside his car.
I sighed to myself. Me and him haven't been on speaking terms after Graduation Day. Actually after that day I think Cameron has been avoiding me. Won't answer any of my phone calls, pretends he is not at home even though I knew he was, and the worst part I think is when he didn't even visit me at the hospital when my leg was shot.
He wasn't kidding when he said he'd leave me alone after that day. I grunted to myself then continued my way to the bus stop.
As I stood there waiting for the bus I got to thinking. If he really is done with me then I should stop trying to make us work again. Stop trying to explain to him why I chose not to go to him on graduation day. It won't make it easier that he lives across from me. Seeing him breaks me even when all he does is stand there and look at me.
I've got to get away from him. For my own good, and also for his. He would probably be happier too with me out of the picture. He can live the perfect life he always wanted, and if all it takes is for me to be gone then I'll do it. For Cameron.
I mean I love him.
After a couple more minutes of thinking the bus finally arrived and so did an idea.
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I sat at the front counter of The Freeze. Looking through apartments on my phone. My boss said because of my injury that I should just take people's order. He was even so kind as to give me a stool to sit on rather than standing.
Business was now slowing down seeing how the day was almost over. There were no customers around so I just went on my phone looking for an apartment I could rent near the UCLA campus.
I was so focused in finding an apartment that I didn't notice Rebecca hovering over my shoulder. I mean literally hovering, my shoulder and her chin were about an inch away from each other.
"Whatcha doing?" She asked scaring me, I almost fell off the stool.
"Why, why would you do that?" I asked as I hugged my self for comfort. All she did was laugh at me and so did my other coworker. I just glared at them since there was nothing else I can do.
"So, what are you doing huh Darren?" She asked me again. I had to reply because knowing Rebecca she will annoy until she gets what she wants.
"I'm trying to find a descent place to live in for when I go to UCLA this fall." I mumbled as I went back to my phone looking at the options again.
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Runaway (Cameron Dallas Gay Fanfiction) BoyxBoy
FanfictionAs Darren embarks on his journey for a better life he meets a boy along the way. A boy name Cameron Dallas who might just be the best and worst thing that has happened to Darren. (Book written years ago and haven't had time to edit. Pardon my horri...