In another part of the city
“That’s what you’re wearing?”
I look down at my outfit, the small smile I was wearing falling from my face,”Yeah, why what’s wrong with it?”
“Nothing” Cam’s being gruff and short with me, he has his arms crossed over his chest, all clear signs he’s ready for a fight.
But I’m not, I’m tired of arguing. I just want to go out, have some drinks and dance. A sigh slips out before I can stop it, “You’re always telling me how much you love my legs.”
“I do, but do you really need everyone else to be all over them too?”
I can feel my eyes prickling with tears, “Fine I’ll change,” I move past him to leave the room because he already won, I refuse to cry in front of him too.