●ACELIN●

She slept on the bed, I slept on the couch.

Another rule I had broken.
She slept in my bed.

It was weird seeing her yesterday night. Drunk, sad and broken.
She was the kind of girl that said a big fuck you to the world when it was giving her a hard time and smiled after.

People that knew both of us often said she was like me.
But I couldn't see it, we never got along.

We've never had a decent conversation because it was like we were the same side of a magnet.

We repelled each other.
But that was okay.

I never wanted anything to do with her, and she with me.

I hate to admit that she was one girl on campus that actually rejected me. 

Me.
I was Acelin Smith. Why wouldn't you want me?
My stupid ego was hurt, she had openly rejected me.

I almost decided to make sure I had her, but I realised I didn't want her. I didn't care.

If I was anything, I definitely wasn't a liar, so I won't lie.
I found her fascinating.

I liked the way she made simplicity look beautiful and the way she had this aura of self-confidence about her.

Sometimes.

I hear the sound of footsteps behind me, she must be up.

"Hi, thank you." she said, staring at her feet. I could feel her embarrassment.

"You're probably hungry, there's no food here. Want to head out and get something to eat?" I ask.

She was wearing my pink Saturday shirt.
I had an old female friend come over, get her cleaned up and get her new clothes too.

Why? I wasn't that much of a shitty person. 

And maybe I did care, but that doesn't matter

"Yes please" she said, putting up a smile.

We both got dressed and got into my other car.
The one that didn't reek of alcohol and vomit.

For breakfast, I was taking us to have burgers.
I'll assume she is extremely hungry after puking her guts last night.

We both order chicken burgers and I get down to it. "What happened last night?"

"It's nothing, I'm sorry to bother you. I appreciate what you've done for me and I'll leave as soon as we get back" she retorts.

"Relax Camille, relax. I'm not asking you to leave, just tell me what happened"

"I got evicted."

"From your apartment ?" I ask

"Of course from my apartment, where else?"

I run my hand through my hair. I understand that she's upset but her walls are too highly built. 

I'm trying to be a good person and I'd appreciate if it didn't smack me in the face.

"My mum died." she continues "I'm sure you're aware of that."

And I was, everyone was.
Her mum had died of a drug overdose, it was on the papers.

It was hard to believe because Camille lived a simple life with her mum, I had no idea if she had any siblings.

"I'm so sorry Camille."

"It's okay, it was a month ago. And call me Cam, I think that's easier " she laughs. 

"Camille it is."

The waitress brings our orders to the table.
She gave me eyes and body language that said "Hey, fuck me in the bathroom will ya ?"

The thought of it made me stifle a laugh.
It was something I was used to, but imagining what their eyes said was the fun part.

After serving Camille, she serves me my burger, brushing her boobs against my arm "Would you like anything else mister ?"

I looked over at Camille who was suppressing a laugh.

"I'm fine thank you." I reply.

"I'll be over there if you need me," she says, pointing to the counter

After she left, we burst out laughing.

"Who would have thought that I get to see Acelin Smith in action and you didn't have to do anything." she laughs

"Its a blessing and a curse," I say, taking a large bite out of my burger.

After eating we talk about where to go from here.

We got the summary.
She was homeless, broke and with an attitude.

"I'll leave today, I'll figure it out." she insisted.

"Figure it out? Without a house or anything?" She was unbelievable.

"I don't need you okay? I'll figure it out, I always do." she snaps.

"Look, I'm not going to let you go without having you sure exactly where you're going to. Plus, I think you need a friend right now."

I should just let her go.
After all, she wants to leave. I just wanted to make sure she was okay and it bugged me because I had no idea why.

"Just stay alright?" I added, "You can leave whenever you're sorted out."

"Okay Acelin, thank you. I have a hard time when it comes to self-expression but I really appreciate it." she smiles.

Acelin.
The way my name rolled out her mouth made me hot a little.
It was hot.

I didn't give a shit about the way people called my name, but the way she said it made me a little flustered?
Fuck no, I dont care. My brain is just exhausted from taking care of a drunk woman all night.

"Are you alright Acelin?" She asked, tilting her head to the right.

If she calls my name like that one more time, I'm going to lose my shit.

"Yeah, I'm fine. Call me Ace alright?"

"Acelin it is" she stood up, and walked to the car.

"We should get groceries, that's if you dont want to starve and have taken out the rest of your life." she giggled.

"I'll take that as a hint that you can cook because I can't. You'll cook for me won't you Camille?"

"I'll cook for US" she replied, ignoring the fact that I was trying to be sexy.

"Great, let's go."

We went to the grocery store and bought a lot of stuff.
Camille was enjoying every minute of it.
Clearly, it was something she was used to.
She was making lists of lists of lists inside her head, making sure we had everything.

We.
I still dont know how I feel about living with her. I disliked the fact that she was so defensive and ignored me a little too much.

Again, not that I cared. It just wasn't stuff I was used to.

"Are we done Acelin?" She asked as we got back into the car when we we're done shopping.

"Yup. Ready to head home?"

"As ready as I'll ever be."

When we got back to the apartment, I decided to unlock the guest room for her.
I definitely wasn't going to let her sleep in my bed again and I needed time to be alone.
To think.
I open the guest room, fortunately for her I always change the sheets and make sure it's cleaned and everything.

I was usually messy, but I had to keep it clean in case mom came over.
And she usually did.

I show Camille her room and I head straight into mine.

I get undressed and head over to the kitchen to fix a snack.

"Oh God, Acelin what is wrong with you?" Camille gasps

"What?" I ask
Oh yeah, I was just in my boxers.

"This is my house. You aren't getting a little flustered are you ?" I laugh, she's acting like I'm showing her my dick and attempting to put it in her mouth.

"Of course I'm not flustered. I just dont want to see you half-naked alright?" She retorts, turning around so she isn't facing me.

I move over to face her and lean on the kitchen counter.
Was she blushing? No, it couldn't be.

She smacks the back of my head and walks out of the kitchen.
"Wear some clothes you asshole, no one wants to see that."