I sat on Anna’s bed, my shirt off, bandaged where my skin had been broken and bruised. Anna was surprisingly good at nursing wounds.
“Here,” she said, walking in from the bathroom handing me a damp washcloth.
I put it against my head and stared in her eyes. They were red still from her crying but gleamed as they always did. I was relieved Emmett hadn’t done any real damage to her, as opposed to me.
“I’m sorry about all this Cam,” She sat down next to me. “This is all my fault.”
I didn’t know what to say to that.
“Stop, no it isn’t. We can’t worry about that. We need to figure out what to do.”
She interrupted, “Emmett’s going to kill you-”
I put my hand on her face and kissed her forhead.
“Nobody’s gonna kill me.” I said in a calm town. She stared at me. I kissed her as she inhailed deeply through her nose. She pulled away softly.
“Cameron,” she said.
“Yah?”
“Thank you, for everything.”
I didn’t respond, I just kissed her again long and hard until she lay on her bed and pulled my body to hers.