Cameron 6 by Jade Jones

and proceeded to freshen up.
    When she looked up in the bathroom mirror, tears suddenly filled her eyes. Cam would be lying to herself if she said she didn’t miss Jude. She missed his smile, she missed his touch, and she missed his scent. Sadly, however, it was the old him she truly missed. The new version of Jude had propelled her to return to the one place she said she’d never go back to.
    Cameron plopped down on the closed toilet and sighed. Running her fingers through her hair, she tried to think about a future without Jude. A future where she had to raise their son alone because he wouldn’t grow the fuck up. Cameron want to do him the way she had, but he’d really given her no other choice.
    “Let me get my shit together and get back out here,” she told herself. Cameron stood and sprayed on a few more squirts of perfume. After teasing her hair a little, and making sure everything was in place, she reached for the knob—
    Suddenly, the door opened up on its own. An unsettling feeling took over when she saw Paul appear.
    With a sneaky grin, he said, “I was wondering where you dipped off to. I looked around and I ain’t see you out there. For a second, I thought you had left.”
    “I—I’ll be back out in a minute,” Cameron nervously stuttered.
    “Relax. You seem tense.” Paul quietly closed the door behind himself. That’s when Cameron really began to panic.
    “What are you doing?” she asked. Cam looked over at Juicy’s purse sitting on the edge of the tub. It wasn’t until then, she remembered the mace stashed inside. The moment Cameron made a move towards it Paul blocked her path. He must’ve read her mind.
    “Chill,” he said. “You ain’t got shit to worry about—”
    “That’s bullshit! I know what you di—”
    Cameron’s sentence was cut short when Paul grabbed her throat and slammed her against the wall. Her head bounced off the surface, giving her an instant migraine. The wall frame above Cam’s head rattled, but thankfully it didn’t drop.
    “What the fuck do you want?” she struggled to say. Cam tried to push him off but Paul was far too strong to fight.
    “You know what I want,” he said, tugging at his belt.
    “Get the fuck off m—”
    Paul clasped a hand over Cam’s mouth. “Don’t act like its ya first time,” he smiled.
    Cameron would’ve died before letting him stick his infected dick inside of her. She quickly bit down hard on the hand covering her mouth. Enraged, he slapped the shit out of her.
    “Fuckin’ bitch.” Paul held her down aggressively. She would never forget the sinister look in his glassy eyes.
    I knew I should’ve never agreed to do this shit. Hot tears poured down Cameron’s cheeks, as she feared the worse.
    Unable to defend herself, she desperately spat a mouthful of saliva in his face. Paul surprised Cam when he hocked a glob of spit back in hers. In horror, she watched as he unzipped his jeans and pulled out his ashy dick.

15

    “All I want is a lil’ taste of dat hole,” Paul whispered in her ear. “I can look at you and tell that shit’s tighter than a muf—”
    KNOCK!
    KNOCK!
    KNOCK!
    Cameron let off a muffled scream before the door finally burst open. Cole looked from Cameron to Paul.
    “Aye, what the fuck is you doin’?” Cole grilled. He didn’t give Paul a chance to answer before he grabbed him up and shoved him.
    Paul tried his best to put away his poor excuse of a penis. He was more embarrassed that he’d been caught trying to rape a female. Cole fucked up his whole agenda when he stole his ass in the face.
    Cameron jumped in shock after the unexpected blow. She didn’t think Cole would haul off and hit him. Though his reaction seemed extreme, Paul’s trifling ass deserved every bit of it.
    All of a sudden, Juicy appeared in the doorway wearing a look of confusion. “What the fuck is going on in here?”
    Paul held his swollen jaw. He wanted to retaliate but one look at the shiny glock on Cole’s hip made him