Cameron's POV:
I felt a little hurt when he got up and left me there, alone in my bedroom. I felt as if I said something or done something wrong but I didn't know what it was that I had done. I slid off of my bed, pulled my skirt back down as I wiped my eyes free of the tears, and grabbed the pair of panties that he had ripped up off of the floor to throw into the trashcan. I just walked slowly over to my dresser, pulled out a new pair, and put them on.
I walked out into the kitchen and cleaned up all of the dishes that were left after dinner. I just threw the food away, not caring to keep it anymore. The fight Clayton and I had, even though it turned out okay after, was just too much for me to keep the food any longer. My doctor recommended that I need to limit the number of triggers ar
