Cameron Black

I am on the bed, struggling and trying to fight off my adoptive brother who pins me down, unzipping his trousers.

Mama's voice rings in my head. 

"Krystal… You will always shine the brightest!"

I don't know how I get so much strength, but I reach for my lamp and smash it on Jeff's head, and he staggers, falling down beside me. I hold the lamp standing up from the bed. Furthermore, I look down at what I had done. Jeff is laying down, beneath his head is his blood. 

The blood is dark red. My feet draw me back as tears parade down my cheeks. The vase falls out of my hand to the ground and I run shouting:

'Dad! Dad!" 

You can guess what happens next. Dad walks out of his study clothed in his fluffy brown pyjamas, he rushes to the scene. His glasses hang loosely on his rigid nose bridge.

I try to tell him my part of the story;

"Dad… Jeff…he tried to…he pinned me down…he almost…!"my voice breaks.

"What have you done to my son? What have you done?" He pushes me, hurrying to the scene.

I hit my head against the rails of the stairs, but he doesn't care. 

I put my hand behind my head. My eyes stare back at the red I find on my palm.

That day, two buses come into the Smith's mansion. One, the ambulance… The second, my ride back to Joy orphanage home.

"Gosh, I feel so teary!" Now you see why I don't like the rain. Anytime it rains I get reminded of my past. I look up to the sky, the rain even pours down more aggressive.

Soon, a pair of yellow headlights shine in the darkness. A car stops beside me. The window whines down and Mr blue eyes stares at me, his lips are moving saying some words. I make out the words;

"Get in!" 

I may be cupid struck, but there is no way I'm about to hop into this dashing creature's car…I don't even know his name plus I watch a lot of crime shows, he could be a serial killer. 

Being killed by a hot man…ah so kinky. No, just kidding, you are still dying bruh.

I advance still walking in the rain, then I hear the car door slam and the rain drops are no longer falling on me. 

Wait, but it's still raining?

I look up and there's a black umbrella over my head shielding me from the cold. Likewise, I stare at the person who holds it, His handsome face stares back at me. He's dressed in his blue blazer and staring down at me with his dashing pair of blue eyes…

“Lord, take me!” 

He laughs a little because I know my expression looks dumb. Call it a god-damn gut, but I feel it.

He smiles then speaks out, "Today's 'not' your day!" 

For the first time, I hear his voice. His accent is British and very thick. His voice raspy, deep and tenor. His emphasis on 'not' as his blue eyes glow.

This man must be an angel or my knight in shining armour. Think about, He also appeared to her in the rain too, didn't he? 

My eyes lace its way up to find his. His muscular arm raises the umbrella fully covering me. Drops of rain falls on his expensive blazer. 

Quick question…How wouldn't today be my day? This dude just fucking saved my day. A fucking god came down from heaven and was holding an umbrella over my head, and it's not my day? 

Ha ha ha, I laugh in European cause you know he's European. The whole world should have opened up and swallowed me but in a good way.

"Um…forgive my manners…I am Cameron Black!" 

Ha! A handsome name for a handsome man! 

"...Krystal Gomez!" I feel like my voice is too jumpy or maybe not. Is my voice jumpy? 

"You!…I saw you earlier in the convenience store!…" 

Oh Mother Creator, bless Jefferson Green the creator of convenience stores!

"You know…the sanitary pads and painkillers…" 

"please, I don't need to be reminded!" I say shyly because it's embarrassing. 

He laughs slightly, and it brightens up his already dashing face.

"You are cute!" He says barely in a whisper, but I manage to make out the words. 

"I am cute? MWA ha ha ha. A cute guy thinks I am cute!” Thank God he doesn't read minds because I am literally a clown in here. 

"You live around here?" I nod then point at his blazer's sleeve which is soaked with rainwater;

"Your blazer…!" 

"It's worth the sacrifice!" 

A more than $3000 blazer is worth the sacrifice? Wait, is shielding me from the rain the sacrifice? Again, Ma witch laugh. MWA ha ha ha!

"This is bad!" He checks his watch. It's a golden analogue watch with Roman numerals. The hour hand is on Ix and the minute hand is on L." It's 9:50!"

"You know what, Peanut?…I'll drive you home! " 

Okay… Peanut? Is he hitting on me because I am feeling all wet? Oh, you dirty minded beasts…

Because of the rain, silly! 

"Drive me home?"

Dude, this is New York, it ain't safe no where. I am not a fool to hop in his ride plus I ain't that trusting.

"Or…you don't want me to?" 

"Its…um…" 

"We can't keep talking under the rain now, can we? Cause am I the only one feeling a little cold?" He chuckles, his blue eyes lighter with humour.

"No! I am freezing!" I say, hugging myself.

"We are both freezing, we need to find a shade!" 

The next shade is the convenience store which is a bit far from here so I suggest. "Or… we can just wait out the rain in your car, cause the next shade is the convenience store, and we'll get more soaked trying to get there." 

"I mean…is that alright with you?"

"Why wouldn't it? It's freezing!" 

I can see your judgemental faces, you are judging me for getting into a stranger's car, but he ain't a stranger. I know his name 'Cameron Black!' and he's not going to drive me, I am just waiting in his car.

He walks me to the car and opens the passenger seat door for me, holding out the umbrella the entire time. 

"A gentle man, aww!"

Then he opens the driver seat door and hops into his car. I shiver in the car. He glances at me then switches on the heater. He reaches for a bag behind, then brings out a body Warmer. Furthermore, he stretches over to my seat, his face merely inches from mine.

"Seat belts!" He buckles my seat belts, but he doesn't move away. His handsome face stares at me, his blue eyes melt me right in my spot. I feel his breath on my face…Oh Mother Teresa, thy shall sin not!

"What are you doing?" I ask barely in a whisper. His Cologne smelt like heaven.

"What does it look like I am doing, peanut?"

UMM...hitting on me! 

He stares into my face for a while, his breath hotter against my wet cheeks. 

"Beautiful!" He whispers, then puts the body Warmer on me.

It feels so warm but not as warm as my heart…I could happily die in here.

He's back in his seat. His hands rip off his jacket throwing it behind. My eyes cause me to sin but shall not I pluck it out, I am thinking gibberish.

My eyes view his white, light linen. His body is literally showing, his abs are strong and they look hard. He undeniably has a lot of goons. Definitely, he works out.

Through those blessed white linen, I see his packs. Gosh, they are one, two, three… Eight.

He puts his muscular hands on his wheels and I see the veins on his wrist…lord if this is not p**n, I don't know what is. My eyes have probably left my eye socket.

"...so where do you live, so I'll drop you off" 

"1308!" I say out my pin. 

"...wait, what was the question?" 

He laughs out, his eyes facing the road, and I view his side face. Like I said earlier, Handsome from every angle! Running his hands through his brown hair and looking me dead in the eyes, he says in his beautiful accent; "let's proceed!"

The way the words roll on his tongue, gawd! I swear to God, I am Cupid struck.

He drives in the rain, the windscreen moving up and down, cleaning the drops of water off his window. He makes all the right turns, driving in silence towards my destination. He stops in front of my house. 

" Well, I guess this is where we part, peanut!" 

"Why do you call me Peanut?" 

"Do I need a reason?"

I nod, smiling out my skeleton. 

"Okay, since you demand a reason… UMM...you are cute and can fit into my pocket if I choose to steal you." 

"Steal me?" I laugh out. 

He comes out of the car with his umbrella. I try to open my door. He stops me, looking in my eyes. “I'll do it!" 

I watch him through the glass as he walks in the rain. He opens the door with the umbrella above my head. He hands it over to me. His blue eyes stares at me as I walk towards my house. He says in the midst of the rain shatter;

"Good night, peanut!" 

I swear, my heart just bailed on me; 

"Good night, Cameron Black!"