Zarr, Sara - Sweethearts by Sweethearts

Author:Sweethearts [Sweethearts, Sweethearts]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: ePub Bud (www.epubbud.com)
Published: 2011-07-08T04:00:00+00:00

"Cameron," I whispered, "what are you doing?'7

He folded his arms on the sill. "I want to talk:7 "Now?" "You don't have to let me in if you don't want, but there's a lot I should tell you. Ask me anything you want and 111 answer." "But... now? You couldn't just call?" "Didn't think you'd answer my call after what I did today." I shivered from the cold air pouring in through the window. "Okay." He hoisted himself up to crawl through, and there he was, right in my room. I got back in bed, sitting up with the covers tucked around me, and turned on the bedside lamp. He closed the window. "This isn't the kind of room I pictured you in," he said, looking around at my big bed, and the overstuffed chair and ottoman in the corner where I did all my reading, my desk and computer, the wine-colored paint on the walls contrasting with the white of the ceiling. "Cameron..." "It's nice." He sat in the armchair. The cuffs of his jeans were damp and his boots dirty. "Take off your boots," I said. "Please." He did, and his socks, and then put his bare feet up on the ottoman. The soles were rough but clean. I started: "My mom was asking me tonight about your mom, and your brothers and sisters. She wants them all to come over. Like to celebrate your miraculous return." "My mom's in California. Whole family's there, except me." Somehow this did not shock me. Cameron didn't act like a regular teenager who lived at home with parents and rules and people taking care of him. "Where do you live? I mean, last night you're sleeping in my car, tonight you're lurking around my house at two in the morning. Are you ... homeless or something?" He laughed. "I take care of myself. Have since I was fifteen. I work. I pay rent. You heard of emancipated minors? That's me." "Like when you divorce your parents? I thought only child actors did that." "Nope." He leaned his head against the back of the chair. "Mind if we turn out the light? Seems bright." I did. "There's a blanket on the back of the chair if you need it." "Thanks." His outline moved in the dark, and I heard the sounds of him settling in. "But your mom left your dad," I said. "My mom said you all went to a shelter and hid from him and everything. I thought you started a new life. Why did you move out?" "She went back to him. And then left him again. And then went back. And left. On and on. They've been divorced a long time, but she still lets him come around the house and stay over and tell the kids what to do and all that. They had two more kids together after the divorce. Still thinks he's the man of the house." He paused there, his voice getting quieter. "Like he knows what a man really is.

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