《clueless | goodguyfitz |》chapter 25
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i have yet to find the words to describe the beauty of her face when she's asleep in my arms. no smile no metaphor could describe the simplicity in the beauty of the way her eyelashes rest on her cheeks, nor the surge of love i feel every time i wake up lying next to her. when i find those words, i'll be sure to spill them.
my mind was racing with words i wanted to speak out to audrey, but my lips never moved. "morning." she mumbled, pulling me closer as we laid on her deflated air mattress. hearing her soft breath was all i needed, but the constant squealing of my best friends disrupted my perfect dream state.
"oi, where the fuck is slender man?" mason questioned as he walked around our camp. "oh, fitzy!" he sang.
"what, cunt?" he stopped wondering once he heard my voice, the smile on his face could almost be heard. "what?"
unzipping the tent, his eyes feasted on the sight of me holding audrey close.
"what about eden? mate she's gonna be flaming!" my hands rub through the ladies short hair, thinking of how
IT REALLY DID MATTER IF EDEN WAS PISSED
throwing myself away from audrey, my hands search for my jacket, but i could barely see in the gloomy tent. "fuck." i cursed, rushing out of the tent and bumping into zuckles. "what time is it?"
"i don't know. probably like 8 or something." mason shrugged, checking his imaginary watch. "lets go for a walk! i haven't been down to the beach yet." nodding, i agreed with walking down the the beach.
"can i join?" audrey questioned, peering from the mesh windows on the side of the tent. "please???"
"fine, hurry the fuck up though. i heard they have some food carts downtown." audrey groaned as he heard mason complaining about food. of course he was hungry, when is the cunt not starving?
as she climbed out of the tent, the sight of her wearing my zip up jacket was so appealing. my body just wanted to attack her in a tight hug, but i didn't.
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as we began to walk, we heard the unzipping of another tent. looking back, audrey saw it was eden's tent and began viciously sprinting away. mason looked to me with his eyes narrowed, becoming deeply invested with his next decision. his knees bend and he jumped a couple times. and within the next couple seconds, he was naruto running. wheezing, i clutched at my chest and began chasing after them. "hurry, mason!" i whisper shouted, watching as he passed me with a serious expression on his pallid face. "oh my god." i fell onto the beach's sand, feeling the sun begin to scar my skin.
audrey giggled, falling beside me, her eyes closing as tears fell down her chubby cheeks. "i can't!" she cried out, flipping onto her stomach and pushing herself away from the sand. "what the hell are you doing?" she queried, her voice barely making it.
"i'm fucking starving, mate! get up! downtown is waiting for us!" looking over to her, she beamed back. "oh my god!" mason shouted, trying to run in the sand, but failing miserably. "camy! the sand is eating me!"
me and audrey try our best to run in the sand after mason, but have our attempts also slow us down.
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watching as audrey laid on the wooden bench, my hands gripped onto the two plates full of pancakes and hash browns. her plate had jelly and butter, mine had plain butter that smeared across our pancakes. "oh!" she cooed, taking the plate and setting it beside her. "where-"
"fuck yeah!" mason giggled as he struggled to hold 3 plates full of breakfast. "look at that, a fucking masterpiece!" he groaned, getting turned on by the hot plates decorations.
"pig." audrey scoffed as mason began scarfing down his food. "i'm joking!" she squeaked as mason glared in her direction. "oh yeah! by the way, where did you get service last night?"
"i went for another walk. i'm not sure. i think it was closer to the beach or something." i shrug, eating the hot food on my plate.
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"last night..." she dragged on. "by the way, i'm still pissed." what's there to be pissed about!? if anything i should be the one who is still pissed, and i to be honestly, i am still pretty fucking upset.
"what? why?" her eyes rolled as she heard my question. "i thought we made up.. last night?"
"no. even if we had made up, i'm still pissed." i'm so confused. "i hate it when people think a kiss fixes things. it doesn't. it doesn't just make your pain flutter away, it doesn't make your anxiety and depression go away. it's fucking dumb." mason continued to stuff his face, eyes widened as he listened to audrey. "cam, you're an amazing person, but you hurt me. i don't know if what you did was intentional or not, but it still stung. and that type of pain doesn't go away."
"i didn't mean to hurt you. i've said it once and i'll say it again, i would never ever want to make you upset, audrey. it's just... you hurt me as well." her eyes closed, shoving away her anger. and with a huff of breath, they reopen.
"cameron, i'm gonna be honest, i have no clue what i did to make you so unhappy. all i knew the next morning was that you were being snippy with me." scoffing, i watched as her face shrunk.
"you-you don't even know what you did? how about bad mouthing me and my friends? does that ring a bell, audrey?" mason gasped and nearly choked on his food.
"what a bitch!" he was obviously acting, but was also hurt by hearing his friend was talking shit about him. we all sat there, sharing the same look of confusion. "what the fuck happened?" mason asked, intrigued with our argument.
"are you talking about what i said to eden that night? are you joking? that was barely anything that what i could've actually said!" audrey laughed and shook her head. "why were you ease-dropping anyhow?"
"mason was being a little faggot so i was going over to your tent to hang out. but instead i overheard what you were saying. and if you're going to say it wasn't my business, you're wrong. when you talk about me or my family it is my business." she fiddled with her hands as i outed her, feeling the heat rush to my head with every word i spat like venom. "now my fucking day is ruined."
"i'm sorry, cam. i really am. i was jealous." no, she's a liar. what could she be jealous of? because all of the signs point to her disliking me. so if she were truly jealous she wouldn't have said those things about me with such passion in her voice. "i was jealous of the way you thought about eden. i felt like if i talked about the things that make me upset she would see those flaws as well and become more distant from you. but i was wrong. because the total opposite happened."
"the way i thought of eden?" my hands clapped against my face as a groan fell through. "are you kidding me!?" mason chuckled awkwardly and walked away, not wanting to be involved with our stupid ass argument. "audrey i think the world of you! and when i have one little thought about someone else it's horrible?"
"i know, i know. i look back now and criticize myself. mostly because i told you i wouldn't be jealous if you left me for someone better. i was so angry with myself for feeling like that. but matt said it was nor-"
"you talked to matt about it?" nodding, she becomes more distant. "oh. anyway, all i wanted to add was that i only went to eden because i felt like you didn't care anymore. i felt like you just completely blew me off. i thought you hated me."
"i care for you much more than you see."
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