forum We All Get a Serial Killer (O/O)

Started March 05, 2019 by Deleted user

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Ava nods her head slightly. DNA testing on an unborn baby is highly dangerous so she assumes that they didn’t do anything until he was actually born. Unfortunately that means that Cameron probably went nine months without knowing if he was the real father or if the baby was the product of one of his wife’s affairs. Damn. Just thinking about it makes her head hurt. “So earlier…..you were thinking that…..um….” She doesn’t even want to say it.

"Yeah. That's why I… I got really angry. I just jumped to that conclusion instead of trying to talk to you because you got angry too, and I didn't want you taking it the wrong way. I was afraid you'd get more pissed off and leave me." He looked down at her hands again, sniffling. "But I knew you were better than that, I just couldn't believe it. I didn't want to, and I feel awful for it. I know you're not that woman. You care about me and I'm so thankful."

“God, we’re both so fucking stupid.” All of this could have been easily avoided had they just talked to each other. “That’s fair. If you had even mentioned something like that I would’ve at the very least punched you and kicked you.” She can’t exactly blame him for not bringing that up. “Cameron, I’m not going to ever do that to you, I promise. I love you so damn much.” Feeling more relieved than before, she gives him a side hug.

Cameron smiled meekly and laughed softly. "Yeah, I guess we are. I didn't really feel like getting beaten up so I didn't mention it," He sighed and hugged her back, shutting his eyes as he soaked up the hug with a soft sigh.
"I love you too, Ava. I'm just glad it's out now." He pressed small kisses to her neck.

Ava leans her head lightly against his. “Can we never do anything like this again? The next time something like this comes up we just have to tell each other, even at risk of being beaten up.” Fighting with him sucks, especially when it gets to be this bad. She lets out a soft hum as she thinks. Well, she should probably unpack and cancel the plane. A quick glance at him tells her that she’s waiting until later to do so.

"Yeah. Yeah I'd rather get beaten up then lose you, baby." He sat up slowly, rubbing his eyes and pressing a kiss to her cheek. "I'm gonna lay down. You can… you can do whatever you'd like. I didn't mean to interrupt a flight– I think you said." He took off his shoes and socks, then shimmied back into the soft bed and relaxed with a soft sigh. He tilted his head to watch Zore whimper for up, and he sat up to help her.

“Oh, screw the flight. I don’t want to see my asshole relatives anymore than I want to drink grape kool aid.” She sighs and stands up, figuring that she should deal with the flight. Once he’s settled down, she takes out her phone and texts the pilot, giving him the rest of the day off and an apology. With that down, she gets to work on unpacking everything. It’s an unpleasant task but she gets it done. Once the suitcases are put away again, she heads into the bathroom and just sinks to the floor. Today has been a roller coaster is emotions.

Cameron helped Rose up and invited Kreja, patting the bed for him and gently calling his name. He watched her move around, his eyes round and heavy as he leaned his head on Rose, who was barking softly at him and nibbling his ear. He frowned a little when she walked away into the bathroom, snuggling into the bed for a nap.

Kreja’s ears perk up when he hears his name. The dog glances over to the bed and debates it for a moment. He stretches out before lumbering forward and jumping onto the bed. Curling up, he huffs.

Ava buries her face in her hands. Today could have been so much worse and that’s all she can think of. She could have lost him. And for what? Because she has a short temper and the ability to never talk things through? Sighing heavily, she leans her head back against the cabinet, that dizzy feeling from earlier returning.

Cameron smiled when Kreja joined him, petting the dog slowly. Rose struggled across the bed and snuggled up against him too, leaning her chin on his back. Zore stayed put on Cameron's chest, acting almost as a guard dog for him. Cam snuggled into the fluffy pile of dogs and dozed off with a soft noise, hugging all of them collectively somehow. He loved his doggies. But something was missing.

"Ava? Are you okay love?" He called for her, his head perking up again.

Kreja yawns and sets his head down on his front paws, his tail wagging lazily. Looking around for a few moments, he makes sure that everyone is settled down before he closes his eyes.

Ava lifts her head a little before dropping it back down. “Yeah, I’m okay.” The words are muffled but clear enough to be understood. She just needs some time to process and to get the world to stop spinning. Closing her eyes, she tries to focus on just calming down and getting her heart rate back to normal.

"Oh… well… you're welcome to join me. It feels lonely up here without you to snuggle," He called back, trying to help things get back to normal as possible. Would it work? Well, probably not right away. And that was okay. He would give her as much support– or space– that she needed. He loved her and just wanted to help.

(I'm gonna go to bed soon. Good luck tomorrow.)

“I’ll be there in a minute,” She replies, opening her eyes again. After being a lump on the floor for a few more minutes, she climbs to her feet, splashes water on her face, and leaves the bathroom. “It looks like the fluff pit has claimed its first victim.” She jokes weakly before crawling onto the bed and laying down

(Goodnight! Thanks!)

(oOF)

Cameron stirred as she walked out to him, and he smiled, sticking his arms out and pulling her in with the puppies and himself.
"You're the second victim, babe."

(Yep! It went smoothly so that’s good. I’m just not looking forward to how sore my mouth will be tomorrow.)

Ava curls up next to him with a quiet laugh. “A willing victim.” Cuddling with all of the dogs and Cameron is something she always enjoys. “Look at how sweet they are when they’re sleeping.”