Camp Closeted

Chapter 35: Death Drop

The sharp sting against my cheek quickly made my eyes widen as I couldn't help but whimper at the incredibly painful feeling I was experiencing.

"It's okay honey, just relax, you're in the nurses office now and I'm just treating your wounds okay?" An old woman dressed in scrubs warmly talked to me as my eyes looked behind her. "Thank god Tristan and his friends helped bring you in here. What Logan did to you was horrible."

I hissed at the pain as Tristan's blue cat like eyes stared at me. "We called your boyfriend to come here by the way." His soft charming voice spoke. "I'm sure he's very worried about what happened to you." He smirked.

My voice was audibly raspy and broken as I responded, trying my best not to cry from the pain. "Jesse is not my boyfriend. Also, didn't you want me to stay away from him?"

Tristan's face remained blank as he replied. "It doesn't even matter anymore. The only reason I told you to stay from him anyway is because I didn't want him to do you dirty like he did with me."

I couldn't even furrow my brows down as I grew very conflicted. "W-what are you talking abou-" The door rapidly swinging interrupted me.

"Micah!" Jesse's worried voice quickly appeared, Tristan snorting out of amusement as he stood up and left, 2 of his friends following him out. "Holy shit, Micah what the hell happened? Who did this?" His voice exclaimed.

"Logan." I sighed, Jesse quickly coming up to me as the nurse gave us some space alone. "I deserved it though, I guess." I coughed.

"Deserved it? Are you fucking crazy? Micah you're so beat up! What did you even do that would even make him wanna do this to you?" Jesse hurriedly asked.

"I got drunk at the bonfire and he said I punched him. I don't even remember." My voice was tired.

"I swear I'm going to get him back for this." He harshly spoke under his breath as his eyes shimmered at me. "I'm sorry I wasn't there for you."

"Don't even worry about it. Please don't do anything to make it a bigger deal." I looked up away from him. "It's nobody's fault. I just wanna sleep."

Silence broke out as Jesse and I just stared at each other for quite sometime. He bit his reddened lips at me as his ocean eyes were anxiously looking down at me, strands of black hair effortlessly falling onto his rosy cheeks.

Seeing him for some reason made me feel a little bit calmer, helping me drift off to another deep sleep.

I had to spend the weekend at the nurses office as I was thankful for Jesse being the only one to keep me company.

I didn't even know why I had to sleep at the nurse's office because all that happened to me was get beat up, but I didn't even care anymore.

All he did this weekend was ask me if I was feeling better and his face would always look sad when I said I was still in pain. Me hiding my face out of insecurity also bothered him, telling me he'd always wanna see my face no matter what.

I feel like I should be bothered at the fact that the camp counselor didn't really give any punishment to Logan after what he did, but at the same time, I didn't care about it that much either.

After being told that I was ready to get back to the bunker and that my bruises and scars weren't as bad anymore, I stared at myself in the mirror.

I looked like an actual mess..

face didn't look overly swollen or anything but I did have a purple

leaving the restroom, my exhausted eyes meeting Jesse's cold hopeful

okay?" His

painful lips as we began to walk out of

awkward silence broke out, making me want to quickly break it. "Jesse I

his eyes worriedly pierced through mine. "You do?"

unconsciously crumpled, Jesse immediately pulling me in for a hug as I cried, the scent of cologne making it's way into my nose as I sniffed. "I-I'm just so overwhelmed right now. So many bad things has happened to me already and

he began to whisper into my ear. "Micah.." He spoke low. "I'm

out Jesse. I'm in so much pain and I honestly just wanna go home."

few weeks has been so fucking messed up to you, but it will get better." He threw me a small smile to

carefully wiping my tears away so I don't hurt my face any further. "Jesse?" I sniffed, slightly choking up at the lump inside

"Micah?"

"What are we?"

us to be."

a deep breath at his response. Jesse and I had been treating each other very differently. I'm not even sure if both of us wanted to be in

tried to leave Jesse quickly spoke again. "Micah."

"Yea?"

his lip, his voice crystal clear as if he was making sure I hear every single word. "I know I still barely

his face conflicted as he tried to tell

as several

I go back home?

to me more than

was dreaming. I actually wished for a second that I was hallucinating as I watched Cadence and Rama and some other guys surround Sascha, a cloud of smoke leaving his mouth,

carelessly. It was like watching a baby get

they chuckled around Sascha, who's eyes quickly widened at

to the floor as I rapidly snatched him up off the couch, away from the other

sounding voice began to speak. "Dude what the fuck is wrong with you?" He sighed, slowly picking the blunt back up.

to speak but my voice quickly exclaimed back. "Why would you make him smoke? Peer pressuring

called a disgusting human being for exposing Sascha to happiness, then I can only imagine what you would

him. "Micah it's okay." He squeaked.

"Why? Sascha, drugs are

tired of reading books about it and never actually knowing how it felt or looked. I wanna be able to experience things Micah." His voice began to become softer as his eyes squinted at me. "I'm sorry about what Logan did

room just stared at me. "I'm sorry it's just been a long week, I know that's not an excuse for being super shitty and mean right now but I'm sorry for

was directly speaking to me, his right brow finally rising

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