Camari walks towards the house. She will walk in, say she is tired and go straight to her room. She stops at the door, her hand opening it slowly walking inside seeing Ian stood waiting.
“Where were you?” She stands, shaking her head, she can’t get into a conversation right now.
“Went for some air, clear my head.” She smiles at him walking to the kitchen; she goes to get a drink. Her hand is shaking slightly, why she doesn't know. Turning he is stood there, his body almost touching hers.
“Clear your head?” His words soft as his eyes glance along her body. “You mean try to talk yourself out of this?” His hand grasps her hair, pulling her head back, her eyes closing as he does.
“It wouldn't be right Ian. Mack was your best friend.” It isn't right; he needs to see that. He needs to stop
