Camp Closeted novel Chapter 58

"Ashton bro, I swear you can have all of it." Cadence deeply chuckled as his arm remained wrapped over Sascha's much smaller frame. "I just vape now."

Cadence looks a lot better than the last time I saw him. His glowing radiance is a way better look than what he looked before, pale and lifeless.

A guy who wanted to get drugs from him were in the library with us, the smell of weed beginning to surround the library. "I bloody thought you were joking." The boy named Ashton spoke with a heavy English accent. "Thanks for this." He waved, grabbing the bag of what looked like weed from Cadence and proceeded to walk off from the library.

Apparently Cadence is gonna stop doing drugs now. For some reason, its kind of hard for me to believe him but he did say ever since he started dating Sascha, he wanted to start becoming a lot more clean.

What happened to Cadence without a doubt traumatized Sascha and its obvious Cadence never wants Sascha to fear for him like that, ever again.

I stretched out my neck as I slumped onto my seat, looking down at my laptop that was filled with so much school work for me to do.

I'm about to graduate soon. Oh my god what the fuck. I'm so old.

Cadence then yawned out, breaking the silence. "So you guys going to the bonfire this weekend?"

Rama quickly answered, looking down at his phone with an enticing smile. "Can't, have a date."

All eyes quickly widened at him. "Oh shit, nice dude." Cadence slowly moved his head back in subtle shock, Sascha intently focused on his book.

"Yea, he's from Brazen." Rama looked subtly happier than usual as he bit his lip at his phone.

"Well, be safe dude." Cadence threw a smirk. "You don't want anyone taking advantage of you being a prince." He added warningly.

"Fuck that, I'm never aso-asossia-Sascha what's the word I'm trying to say-" Rama struggled as Sascha had already interrupted him to help.

"Associating." Sascha responded without looking up.

"Yea, I'm never associating that title with me ever again. My parents disowned me and that's that. I'm basically just a normal person now." Rama just casually shrugged.

Rama is lucky enough this camp is somewhat very private. Disowned or not, he was still very much a royal prince. Who wouldn't go for a guy like him?

I deeply sighed as I just decided not to talk, making sure I finish as much work as I can. Just looking at the amount of numbers my eyes were carefully observing almost felt like it were specifically designed to make my head hurt.

Ugh, I can't do this.

I sat in silence as my face was buried into my hands in complete stress. I just wanted to go back to sleep with Jesse's warm comforting arms wrapped around me.

Speaking of Jesse, It's obvious he already wants to do more taboo stuff with me but I genuinely think we're just too early in our relationship for stuff like that. Even with Brandon, I never put his thing in my mou-whatever, I don't even wanna think about it.

As I tried to come back up from the deep hole of thought I made for myself, the seat next to me slightly moved, signaling someone was now sitting on it.

It was Romeo in all of his usual glory and he was looking down at his phone.

Wow, great.

How did I not notice him enter the library? Also, out of all the countless chairs around the table, why does he have to pick the one right next to me? Ugh, focus Micah, just work.

As I began typing, he let out a deep chuckle that was only audible to me, probably seeing something funny on his phone.

After processing how much just hearing him chuckle annoys my soul, I tried to type once more, only to hear him chuckle with it. "Can you just-" I awkwardly began talking but stopped, making him look up to throw me a dirty look, then looking back down on his phone.

A momentary silence broke out as I deeply sighed, relieved that he seemed to stop being annoying.

Once again, he chuckled. "Romeo sit somewhere else, please, I'm working." My eyes pierced at him in a begging manner as I was genuinely just tired of him.

His face rapidly crinkled at me. "You sit somewhere else, dumb fuck." He harshly replied, making me just tiredly roll my eyes to myself.

After a few seconds of having his rude reply somewhat bother me, he let out yet another annoyingly deep chuckle, making me aggressively curse to myself.

After finally having enough, I quickly got up off my current seat and moved to another one, farther away from him. Distant conversations started between Cadence, Sascha, and Rama, asking each other if they were down to go get some food, which they were.

I anxiously bit my lip as I watched them begin to walk off the library, leaving Romeo and I alone.

Of course..

An awkward silence broke out as I kept my eyes on my laptop screen. The room fell so silent that my heartbeat started to rise in a speed that was probably even audible to him.

I came to notice that whenever Romeo is around me, my insides get intensely heated for some reason. Where is it coming from!? Anger? Annoyance? Intimidation?

Romeo looked as if he was glowing a lot more today. Watching the way his thick golden caramel curls seamlessly complimented his warm hazel eyes were so impeccable to look at and I hated it.

My eyes couldn't help but unusually glance off from my laptop and at Romeo. It's like he doesn't even try and for some reason I find myself looking forward to any future thing he's about to do. He's just so annoying, I don't even know why I even look at him.

Micah what the heck is wrong with you! You have a boyfriend!?

"If you're trying to make it obvious that you're looking at me, it's working." Romeo half-laughed at me, my attention fully turning towards him now. "Also I find it gross for you to think you can even look at me."

A bed of sweat formed on my forehead as I felt heat radiate throughout my body now, my cheeks burning up at him in embarrassment. "Okay and?" I weakly breathed as I genuinely began to feel like I was about to pass out. "If I'm so gross t-then don't talk to me."

"Then don't fucking look at me." Romeo blatantly replied.

"Don't you have friends from Camp Brazen now? Why are you still here?" I  sassily replied, my tone starting to audibly sound a lot more annoyed.

He quickly raised an eyebrow as he tilted his head at me, looking like he was shocked that I was talking to him this way. "Why are you asking so many questions about me? If me being here bothers you so much, then leave!"

I ran my hand through my face out of genuine frustration. "Romeo just stop!"

He continued to look at me dirty. "Stop what?"

I sighed before answering. "You know what your doing. Why are you being so immature? Just leave me alone. You obviously saw that I was already here yet you still sat next to me."

"Just leave me alone." He childishly imitated. "Oh my fucking god, shut up. I'm honestly surprised I haven't punched you in the face yet. You always sound so weak and whiny the fuck is wrong with you."

"What did I ever do to you?" I let out, not caring if I sounded weak or whiny. "I don't know why you're such an awful person towards me."

"What did you ever do to me?" He asked amused, sounding slightly surprised. "What did-what about taking advantage of me whenever your irresponsibly fucked up? What about all those times you kissed me and ended up running away or smacking the shit out of me?"

At this point, my blood was now completely boiling. "I never asked you to help me other than that one time when I was high and I needed food! I was offering to pay you back but you declined!" He was about to talk again but I raised my voice louder. "Also, if you say kissing me is so bad and gross and worse than kissing a dog, then why the hell are you so bothered by me running away or smacking you right after!?"

He kept his mouth shut as he looked down at the table in frustration, my mouth not even bothering to close. "You treat me like actual shit and you say the meanest things to me! Why! Huh? Why! You don't even know me enough to be that mean to me! Romeo you made me cheat on my boyfriend that I'm so happy with right now and it's literally been clawing inside my head ever since! Why the hell are you such a horrible person!?"

Romeo's fists tightly clenched with his jaw out of visible peaking anger as I kept blasting him with words that were fully painted by my feelings. "You're also so freaking confusing! You hate me so much but yet you're still willing to help me out and kiss me, and talk to me, and stuff! You're just-ugh, you're just so aggravati-" He finally interrupted me.

"Because I-I, fuck, just shut up!" Romeo roared, his voice echoing through the empty library as it sent chills down my spine. "Seriously, just keep your mouth fucking shut!" He sharply breathed as he looked side to side with a stressed out expression.

"Because what?" I asked out loud, ignoring his command. "Just say it!"

"Shut up!" He exclaimed as I still didn't listen.