“You still mad?” Nick asked while wrapping his arms around her.

“No,” she silently answered back.

A sigh from Nick was the only sign that he had heard her quiet reply.

To be honest she didn’t know why she was making such a big deal out of this… I mean it’s not like Nick had cheated on her or anything. It was the other girl’s fault. Nick hadn’t been the one to propose the kiss. It had been Kelly. So she shouldn’t be angry with Nick; he had been an unwilling participant through the whole thing, right?

“Nicky…you didn’t like it r-right...?”Wait, what did I just say? Oh shit think, think. Camilla’sthoughts raced.

“I mean you didn’t w-want to kiss her… r-right?” Oh, why didn’t I think before speaking? I was just making a fool of myself.

All she was doing was asking questions that had already been answered, questions that made both of them uncomfortable.

When Nick didn’t answer she new she had said something wrong. That’s what always happened she either said or did something stupid that hurt the people she loved.

Silent tears started slowing flowing down her cheek like a cascading water fall. She didn’t mean to cry but the tears wouldn’t stop falling. She wanted to be strong. After all, she did believe Nick when he said he didn’t want to kiss Kelly.

Wile Nick was thinking of the perfect answer to Camilla’s question, he felt Camilla small form start to shake in his arms. He wanted to think of the perfect answer. The answer that would show Camilla that he would never think of being with anyone but her. The last thing he wanted was for her to be hurt, let alone start to cry.

I guess I took a little too long thinking of an answer for her question, Nick sadly thought.

It hurt more than anything in the whole world to know that he was the cause of all her pain.

The shaking from her form in his arms was getting worse. At first, he didn’t know why Camilla was shaking until he felt droplets of moisture on his hand, the same hand that was wrapped around Camilla’s front.

Then it hit him she was crying.

It tore his heart to know that she was crying because of him. All he wanted was hold her, to protect her from the world.

As he pulled her closer into his arms, and laid his head at the crook of her neck he didn’t think he’d ever been in such a conflicted state of mind.