Suppressed (Suppressed Saga) (31 page)

He let go of his head and looked up at me. The expression on his face was so serious.

“
Cam, I don’t think we can do this anymore.”

The second he said it all the feeling left my body. “What?”

He looked away from me and off to another part of the room. “It’s too dangerous for us to be together. I thought it could work but there’s just too much going on.”

I realized he was being serious and instead of being upset I started to get mad, so mad that my splitting headache had disappeared. “After everything we’ve been through you’re going to give up now?”

“
I’m not giving up. I care about you too much to let anything happen to you.”

I stepped back and looked at him ridiculously, “Are you kidding me? What makes this attack any different than the rest?”

He stood up and walked away from me, “Because it’s one too many. Almost everything that’s happening to you is because of me. I can’t stand the fact that something might happen to you.”

I shook my head, “You’re unbelievable.”

“
It’s just for a little while. Once this is all over we can be together. Until then I think we should just stay away from each other, romantically. I’ll still keep an eye out on Declan and make sure no one gets to you.”

Was he seriously telling me he wanted me to wait around for him for God knows how long? I wasn’t going to be the stupid girl who waited around for a guy, that wasn’t me. No matter how much it hurt me I was going to let him go.

“
No, I’m not waiting around for nothing. If this is what you want then I’ll give it to you. Don’t worry about me anymore.”

I reached under the bed and grabbed my duffle bag. My stuff was strewn all over the floor and I gathered it all up, shoving it in the bag. Some of it was on the dresser so I went over and slid it all in the open bag.

“
Cameron.” Seth spoke from behind me and I turned to see him watching me with a pained look on his face.

“
I don’t want to hear anything else you have to say, you’ve made it pretty clear we’re done. If anything just let me leave here with a little bit of dignity, that’s–”

“
I love you.” He blurted out.

I shut my eyes against the words he just said. I should have known that this was going to happen. Tears started to form in my eyes but I fought against it, I wasn’t going to let him see me cry.

“
No you don’t. If you did you wouldn’t be doing this right now.”

He started forward and held his hands in front of him. “That’s why I’m doing it, because I love you.”

I yanked the necklace he gave me from around my neck and tossed it on the bed. “Keep telling yourself that.”

After zipping my bag I snatched it up and started out the door. That’s how I knew it was over; he didn’t even try to stop me.

I came out into the living room to see Eric leaning up against the wall next to the door.

“
Will you give me a ride?”

“
Yeah,” He grabbed the duffle bag from my shoulder and headed out to the car. As I walked out the door I heard stuff breaking and banging from down the hall. I ignored it the best I could and just kept moving; I wasn’t going to let it bother me.

My gaze never left the window as we headed down the road. After what seemed like forever Eric finally spoke up, bringing me out of my daze, “You okay?”

“
Awesome.”

“
Seriously,” He put his hand on my thigh and squeezed it. “Are you really okay?”

I shook my head, “It wouldn’t matter if I was okay or not. Life isn’t about being happy, it’s just about getting through it.”

His hand left my thigh and I looked back out the window.

“
What am I going to do about Declan?” I asked.

“
Don’t worry about that right now. If anything changes I’ll let you know when I know.”

I looked back at him a little perplexed, “Why do you even care? If there’s anyone who I thought would be glad we broke up it would be you.”

“
Even though we have this hateful friendship or whatever you want to call it, I still don’t want to see anything happen to you.”

I carefully leaned my head back and let out a sigh, “I don’t care anymore. I’m done with it all. I tried to make everything work, you have no idea how hard I tried. But it doesn’t matter. Maybe it’ll be better this way.” And that was the truth. Maybe it really would be better this way. I was basically living a lie and now I could let it all go and go back to the way my life was before, before these two guys barged in and made my life a living hell. I know if I hadn’t met them then I would already be in Chicago, but a part of me wondered if Chicago would be so bad. It couldn’t be as bad as it was here. Being here and dealing with all that was going on inside of me was driving me insane, Chicago couldn’t be much different.

Eric was quiet for the rest of the ride. Eventually I felt the car come to a stop and grabbed my duffle bag. I looked over at him with my hand on the door handle; he looked different, but I wasn’t going to ask what his problem was. Whatever was going on in his life wasn’t an issue to me anymore and it never would be again. I was finally getting away.

I glanced in his green eyes one last time and felt a small smile come to my face. “Thanks, I’ll see you around.”

Eric didn’t say bye or anything at all as I opened the door and got out of the car. I didn’t hear him pull away and I knew he would probably sit and wait till I got inside. For all I knew he would sit out there the whole night just to make sure I was safe.

The paint that had been on my front door was smeared and it looked like there were some new markings on it. The only guess I had was that Stephan had done this in order to get Eric out. I figured I could just clean it tomorrow or something.

Ashley was in her bed asleep and I was so thankful for that. Now that Graham was dead Ashley should go back to the way she was before he put his magic on her, or whatever it was he did. In the end I concluded that the past couple months of my life were nothing but a waste. I decided I was going to finish school and get out of here. Boston wasn’t the place for me to be anymore, I had outgrown it just like I outgrew Maine. It would be the smartest thing to do, get out and not tell anyone where I’m at. It would probably be safer too.

Eventually I fell asleep and even though I was able to escape the real world, the nightmare world was gladly awaiting me.

My head had started hurting again before I went to sleep. Even when I was asleep I could hear the pounding in my ears. As I opened my eyes I realized it wasn’t my head that was making the pounding noise, it was someone knocking on my door. I grabbed my phone from under my pillow and lit it up; it was three in the morning.

Grudgingly, I got up and peered through my peep hole. This was the first time I had ever used it and I had a feeling I was going to be using it more often. Eric stood in the hall looking the same strange way he did when I left him.

I sighed to myself. As far away as I wanted to be from it all, for some reason, it just kept coming back to haunt me. The door swung open and I noticed his eyes light up for a second before slightly fading.

“
What do you want? It’s three in the morning.”

He stepped in the doorway and looked down at me. “There’s something I need to say.”

The look he gave was a little confusing. I couldn’t place it and it made me a little unsettled. “Okay? What do you want to say?”

“
I’m sorry.” He said in a low voice.

“
For what? You haven’t done anything.”

He got closer and my heart started to race frantically. A tiny wall crumbled inside of me and for the first time I allowed myself to feel something more. But that all went away when his hand went over my mouth with a rag and I inhaled a sweet almost volatile smell.

I tried to move but his free arm came around my body and kept my arms at my sides tightly. I didn’t fight anymore, I just let it happen. His piercing green eyes stared back into mine as my vision started to go in and out. Then his head move beside mine and his lips came to my ear. “I’m so sorry,” he whispered.

Everything went black after that.

Chapter 17

I used to think my life was alright. Then I met two people who turned my world upside down. They were different in so many ways and even thought I desperately wanted to leave them alone, I never could. The one I needed to keep my life together was never around and the one I wanted to stay away was always there. I was the human that was caught in the middle of their war and now I felt like I was a part of their war.

The moment I saw Eric, I made the decision to hate him. I was secretly batting with myself on whether or not it was the right decision. Right now, I knew it was the right one.

I felt nauseous. My eyes creped open and I looked up to a wooden ceiling. Everything that happened before I woke up flooded through my mind and I suddenly sat up. My head swayed and I clutched it trying to make it stop.

“
Son on a bitch,” I muttered to myself. He chloroformed me.

My mouth tasted like I’d had a penny sitting in it for hours, it was disgusting. As I looked around I noticed I was lying in a huge, cushiony bed. The walls, floors, and everything in the room was made out of oak. There was an open door to my right that I could tell was a bathroom, another one was across from the foot of the bed and I got up to try an open it. As I figured, it was locked. I tried the windows; they were all nailed shut and the glass unbreakable. All I could see from the window was a dirty alley just below with dumpsters lined throughout it. I had no idea where I was at but I had a feeling I wasn’t in Boston anymore.

A small noise got my attention and I twisted back around towards the door. The knob started to turn and I stood still waiting for whoever it was to come through. If it was Eric I was going to jump on him and do everything I could to beat the shit out of him. It was hard to admit to myself but I actually was hurt by what he did to me. More hurt than I wanted to be.

The door finally opened and I saw a tall, well built man who had to be around fifty but aged very well. His hair was silver with a peppered look to it and his face was smooth with very little wrinkles. The black dress pants he had on didn’t have a crease in them; neither did the dark blue button up or black dress jacket he wore. He looked almost perfect.

When he spoke it was in an Irish accent, “You must be Cameron. God you’re beautiful.”

I threw him a not so pleasant look at hearing his comment. I had no idea who this man was but he acted as if he knew me.

He held out a huge hand, “My name is Declan, I’m sure you’ve heard of me.”

All the muscles in my stomach tightened and I felt faint. The thing I had been running scared from was now standing in front of me. I couldn’t believe Eric brought me here. Why would he do that? Had he been working for Declan all this time? I had always been so skeptical of him, the things he knew, the people he always associated with. I should have taken my skepticism seriously; now I was dearly paying for it.

I ignored Declan’s out stretched hand and looked behind him to the two meat heads standing outside the door.

“
Where’s Eric?” I said glaring back at him.

“
I wouldn’t worry about him.”

“
Where is he?” I nearly shouted. I was afraid to raise my voice too much, I didn’t know this man but from what I’ve heard he probably wouldn’t think twice about killing me. If this encounter was anything like Graham’s then he was one word away from punching me.

He had a dazzling look in his eyes and it was almost like he was looking right through me. “You don’t have to worry about him or Seth ever again. You’re here to stay with me.”

My eyes widened, “For how long?”

“
Indefinitely.”

“
What?”

“
You are going to stay here with me…and love me.”

I swallowed hard. If I wasn’t nauseous before I was definitely nauseous now. There had been a time when I thought to myself that Declan wanted me because he was romantically infatuated with me. I never took my thought seriously until now.