Over the next few days, I had tried to get intimate with Cameron every single time he came over, but he would only kiss me and left me wanting for more.   I was getting frustrated with his lack of physical interaction with me.  The sexual dry spell had me bouncing off the walls. I was biting his head off every time he walked into the room. Our short little spurt of happiness was ripped away the moment someone decided my life was theirs to mess with. Our honeymoon looked like it was officially over before it had ever really gotten started.

Cameron started calling me to check in a lot more and stopped sleeping over so much.  He kept telling me he got stuck at work and couldn't come over.  I spent most of my days in my bed having a pity party for myself.  I would yell at anyone who walked by my room or even made a noise near me.  I was taking my Cameron frustrations out on everyone in the house.

My parents had found a way to make sure someone was always home with me at all times.  They were having a harder time finding someone when Cameron stopped coming around as much. They finally had to give up a little control and let Jax start babysitting me when they had no other options.  It was actually laughable.  My teenage brother was responsible for his whacko older sister. 

I had to admit, though, Jax had really stepped up and accepted the role without making me feel bad about myself.  Instead of making it seem like he was watching me, he would come in and just spend time talking to me about whatever was on his mind.  In a weird way, all this mess had done one positive thing in my life.  It brought Jax and me closer.  I was thankful to have that little dingleberry around.

Gabby called me earlier in the day too. She had been a good friend. She was checking up on me regularly while I was feeling blue. She was missing me from group and I was missing having my friend around too.  I convinced her I was lonely and she should come over to hang out a bit.  She sounded unsure at first because she didn't want to bother me while I was recovering, but I told her I needed a friend.  She sighed and gave in after half an hour of me pestering her.

"Gabs is here," Jax yelled from downstairs.  I heard her light footsteps on the floorboards heading in my direction. 

"You look rough." She said, leaning against the door.

"I still don't feel completely like myself," I admitted.

She walked over and sat on the corner of my bed and placed her hand on my leg.  I placed my hand on top of hers and squeezed. I was happy I had another friend I could talk with.  Talking about my relationship with Cameron with my family was awkward.  Jax would stick his fingers in his ears every time I would bring him up.

"Have they found out any more about the mysterious nurse?" She asked. 

"Nothing at all.  Cameron has been searching morning, noon, and night for any details the hospital missed.  He looked really worn out the last time he was here. He has been spending most of the nights he is off looking for more information." 

"How is the other stuff going with him?"  She asked.

"Non-existent.  I literally took off my clothes and walked around the room naked for two hours and he didn't even bat an eye in my direction. I'm starting to wonder if he has decided that this is too much for him. In some ways, he acts like he is all in, but in other ways, he is very distant."  I chewed my lip nervously and traced the pattern on my quilt with my finger. 

"Some guys can't handle a strong woman.  You are probably better off without him."  She tried to comfort me, but it was the exact opposite of what I wanted to hear.

"I'm not better off. He is the best thing that has ever happened to me."  I said, frustrated.

"Jessa, there is something I need to tell you.  Promise you won't be mad at me for not saying anything sooner. I just didn't know when the right time to tell you would be with everything you have going on." Gabby sighed.

"What is it, Gabby?"  I asked, concerned.

"I don't even know how to tell you this, but you deserve to know.  Cam was at Ron's the other night."

"That's not unusual. They are friends."  I wasn't catching on to what she was saying. 

"Jess, he walked in with his arm wrapped around that one girl who was at the pool party. I think her name is Keelie or something like that."  She looked like it pained her to tell me.

"Kelly?" I asked. My heart began thumping inside my chest.

I prayed she would tell me no.

"Yeah, that's the one. He took her into one of Ron's rooms and...um... I'm so sorry, Jess."  She grabbed my hand and squeezed it.

I was fucking shaking. 

"He wouldn't do that to me. Maybe you read the situation wrong." I said, trying to hold onto hope. 

"He came out and asked Ron where he kept his condoms. I am so sorry."

I collapsed on the bed crying.  Gabby laid next to me, trying to console me.  Cam was cheating on me.  I wasn't enough or maybe I was too much for him. Either way, he didn't want me anymore.  That was what he was keeping from me. That was why he didn't want to touch me.  He had seen my crazy and decided he was out.  

"Jess, you deserve better.  You shouldn't let him get away with it either.  You need to confront him on it.  If he really loved you as much as he says he does, he wouldn't have done that to you."

Gabby stayed with me for the next hour, trying to devise ways to get back at him.  One involved supergluing his balls to his hand in his sleep.  She was too good at coming up with revenge moves.  By the time my Dad text me that he was on his way home, Gabby had me laughing at some of her crazy ideas.  I still wasn't happy about any of it, but I was glad she was there to support me.  I didn't have many people left who did.  My biggest supporter was out someplace sticking his dick in another woman who wasn't me. 

Ron texted Gabby and she scooted out to go meet up with him.  I asked her not to say anything to him about what she told me. If I was going to confront Cam, I didn't want him to see it coming.

"Take care of yourself, Jessa, don't let him or any other man ever play you for a fool. I've been there before.  It never ends well."  She blew me a kiss and walked out the door.

A few hours later, I was busy cleaning out my closet and trying to take my mind off of Cameron when I received a text on my phone.  I went over to the dresser and picked it up. 

It was Cameron.

Cameron: Stuck late at work again. I'll be there in a couple of hours.

What if Gabby had misinterpreted everything? What if they weren't doing what she thought?  Maybe Cam wanted the condoms in case he was going to be with me again?  He might be concerned I wasn't on my birth control or something. 

I went through every impossible scenario in my head, trying to find a rational explanation.  I couldn't find even one that made sense. 

My phone buzzed again and I picked it up, expecting it to be Cameron again.  My face fell when I saw it was from Gabby. 

I opened it up and read it.

Gabby: He is here right now with her.

She sent a picture over of Cameron in his uniform on his motorcycle.  Kelly was standing next to him, talking to him. He was smiling as he looked up at her. She had her hand on his forearm and was leaning into him.

He broke my heart. He literally snapped it in fucking half.