Jeremy's Past
651 Words
Cameron was sitting in class when her name was whispered. Brandon Harper, a U.S senator’s kid with a voice. Handsome with his temp fade and diamonds in each ear, he’d forever rubbed her the wrong way. Freshman year when she was all bright-eyed and bushy tailed, he’d approached her like a friend.
Pretended to be helpful only to try and hook up with her at a party on campus. And while she had at first been into it, that’d quickly changed when she’d stepped out of the room and overheard two guys talking. “Looks like B is about to seal the deal. Guys a f*****g beast, he always lands the hottest Freshman before anyone else. I guess we should go ahead and put another tally by his name.”
And she’d quickly bolted from the party leaving Brandon in a room naked for twenty minutes before realizing she’d backed out on him. His most embarrassing moment when his friends found out he didn’t f**k.
And now here he was, in her English Lit class causing her trouble.
“Hey, Cami.” Looking over warily at Brandon, she watched his friend Caleb try to tell him to be quiet. “I heard you were dating Jeremy.” Confused since Jeremy and Brandon were polar opposites, Cameron asked, “You know him?”
Shrugging, Brandon teased, “I knew him. Before everything happened…” Not liking the way he said that, Cameron ignored him trying to get her attention through the rest of class.
But after he caught up with her, “Look I ain’t trying to be all in your business,” Cameron scoffed as she kept walking, “And yet it seems you’re ALL up in my business.” Brandon then planted himself in front of her, and while Cameron instantly knew how to get him on his knees and walk past him, she didn’t.
She’d left that behind in Utah.
“He’s an addict.” Head snapping up at Brandon’s words, Cameron stupidly said, “What?”
Nodding like he felt bad but in reality, he was savoring this, Brandon told Cameron the teaspoon of knowledge he knew. “He got hooked in high school on pills, but after graduation dude was supposed to go to Stanford. But then he started getting into the harder stuff. Jeremy Jones is a c***k addict and homeless last I checked.”
Cameron could hear some truth to Brandon’s words. And while it annoyed her he knew something about Jeremy she didn’t, she couldn’t be angry. Two dates and a text string of conversations didn’t make them married, and she couldn’t be angry he HADN’T told her yet.
In fact she’d have preferred if he’d been the one to tell her. When he was ready.
Instead of the smug Brandon waiting for her next words. Hopefully ones of anger or spite letting him know which way she was leaning about Jeremy now. But Cameron said nothing to him but a crisp, “Thanks for telling me.” And walked away pulling her phone out.
Smiling as she saw Jeremy had sent her a text encouraging her to get through the day, she couldn’t help but melt. And she made a decision, they were taking things slow right now. Making it so that they both were comfortable and safe in this relationship.
Which made her okay with waiting for him to tell her about his past. In his own way when he was ready. And while Jeremy wondered on how he’d do just that, Cameron wondered on how she’d tell him about hers...
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