Sweet Coffee

Job partners Riley and Cameron work at Sweet Café, until the boss decides to close it. Their feelings towards each other grow bigger, until Cameron's ex-girlfriend decides she wants him back. Riley lives with her grandma, and she hasn't known anything about her parents in 12 years. She decides to tell Cameron all she knows about her parents when Cameron's mum is at the hospital. What happens when Cameron persuades Riley to go find them? Will their love make it through all these struggles?


10. Chapter nine

When Riley reached to where I was standing, she saw Diane and a look of despisement in her eyes.

"What the hell are you doing here?" Diane yelled at her.

She just stood there quietly, without moving, without breathing, looking at Diane.

"Diane, go away," I told her politely. She came in and pushed Riley, causing her to nearly fall. I reacted quickly, I didn't like what I was seeing. I grabbed Diane's arms and took her away from Riley, and without thinking about it, words came out of my mouth.

"Diane, go away!" I almost yelled.

"Cameron, wh–" she compained before I interrupted her.

"You're not welcome into this house anymore," I said firmly. She looked shocked. "Just... Please go," I said hoping Riley would understand that I didn't want Diane.

"Yeah, whatever," she said with anger in her words. She walked out of the house leaving the door open. I looked down and turned to Riley, who was grabbing her stuff to go. I ran to her trying to stop her, but it didn't work.

"Don't go," I begged holding her arm.

"Cameron, look, I really like you, but there's nothing I can do about that bitch. Call me when she lets us be," she said closing the door. I got out, closed the door behind me, and started following her. I ran fast enough to be right behind her, and grabbed her shoulder.

"Please," I begged her one more time. She didn't reply, instead she looked to the pavement on her right side, and swallowed. "Hey," I continued, "listen. I do like you, a lot. And if you liked me as much as I like you, you wouldn't let 'that you," I said winking. I think I changed her mind, because she looked down to our hands held together and short and beutiful smile appeared on her face. She sighed and looked up at me, and I noticed a little spark in her eyes. Then she squeezed my hands, let go, apologised, and continued to walk.
I wanted to be with him so bad. Everything he did was so beautiful, and I loved him even more every day. But I knew Diane. I knew she wouldn't give up, I know she wouldn't let Cameron be with me. And I don't think that was something I would like to live with.

"Sorry," I whispered and turned around to get home. I looked back, trying to be discrete enough to make him believe I hadn't. He was just there standing, looking hurt. He quickly started walking behind me, and before I realised, he has already reached me. He walked and stood in front of me. I wanted to stay there and hug him, but I couldn't. I couldn't handle all this Diane stuation. I passed him by on his left side, and he turned around and reached me again. We finally got home, and I started looking for my keys inside my bag. I finally got them out and felt Cameron wrapped his arms around me.

"Cameron..." I said trying to make him let go, though I didn't want him to. I turned around to kiss his cheek, but instead, he put his lips on mine. I closed my eyes, wishing this moment would never end. Nothing had ever felt so beautiful. I dropped my keys and didn't even bothered to pick them up. We pulled away and smiled. I invited him to come in as I picked up my keys.

"I think I should get home with Adam," he replied frowning, as if he did want to stay. I hugged him and watch him walk away as I opened the door. I closed it and the phone started ringing. I imagined grandma wasn't home, so answered it.


"Hello?" An unfamiliar voice said. "R-Riley?" He stuttered.

"Who is this?" I asked confused, the sound was starting to sound familiar to me. As if you stopped hearing someone's voice for a long time, but their voice was still recorded in your brain.

"I-I-I have to go," he said , and then added, "tell your grandma I called," and he hung up.

"Who is it?" I asked again, sounding a little more desperate. Grandma arrived as I looked at the phone with a puzzled look and put it down after a few seconds. Grandma was staring at me looking worried and also shocked.

"Someone called you," I said.

"I'll call them back later," she answered and rushed to the kitchen. She looked a little suspicious, she hadn't even asked me who had called. There was something she was hiding.

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