Who the hell was that girl? Who was Tom walking down the street with? smiling, and all happy? I though he loved me. I wish I didn't see them... I hate that blond bitch he was walking with. Who is she?

“Camilla? I'm home!” Tom cheered through the hall.
“Hi Tom..” Camilla hugged Tom and went back to the living room.
“Do you have something planned for tomorrow? There is a party at Georg's house, I thought maybe we could go, but we don't have to if you don't want to?” Tom said in one breath.
  Oh, you just wanna go to the party alone, so you can meet that blond girl again, don't you? What's going on Tom? I thought you loved me.
“No, I would love to go to the part” Camilla smiled to Tom.
“Great! I'll go call Georg, let him know we are coming”.
Yeah...or that's what you say. Your probably gonna call that blond bitch, let her know you guys can't meet.
“Is something wrong?” Tom asked.
“No, everything is fine” Camilla smiled back to Tom.
Everything is fine ... I wish...

Camilla went up to her room and lied down in her bed, just staring up to the ceiling.

I'm staring at a broken door
There's nothing left here anymore
My room is cold
It's making me insane

A few hours later there was a knock at the door.
“Can I come in?” It was Tom.
“Yeah..”
“There is something wrong.”
“It's not...” Camilla was interrupted.
“Don't say it's nothing Baby.” Tom whispered in to her ear.
Please don't call me Baby, if you don't love me. It hurts.
“I'm just tired” Camilla smiled into Tom's neck.
“Okay...”
“You will tell me if there is something wrong, right?” Tom whispered while brushing his hands through her hair.
“Of course, Tom” Camilla said.
   “Do I smell weird or something?” Tom grinned.
“No” Camilla laughed.
I love you, you bastard.
And with that, they fell asleep together.

It was time to leave for the party at Georg's house. Tom had been and angel all day. It was like torture to know it's all just fake.
“Camilla! Pleas! I know something is wrong!”
“You are never this quiet” Tom stopped in the middle of the deserted road.
“Tom, come on, it's raining. Let's go.” Camilla tried to drag Tom along.
“No! Not before you tell me what's wrong!” It's started raining even more. Almost like a monsoon was coming.
“...”
“Pleas, Baby”
Tom, don't call me that...
“Tom...Don't call me that if it's not true.”
They both were soaking wet now.
“What?” Tom let go of Camilla.
“what you talking about!?”
“I love you!”
“Sure about that, Tom?”
“Baby...”
“TOM! Pleas!”
silence.
  “Who was the blond girl?”
“Blond girl?” Tom asked.
“Yes Tom...” Camilla's tears were streaming down her cheeks, mixing with the heavy rain falling down from the sky.  
“Baby, don't cry!”
“TOM!”
“Who was she!”
“Blond girl, when!? What you talking about?”  
Camilla let out a angsty laugh.
“Last night..”
“baby..”
“Tom..Don't..”
“It was my cousin!”
“wha ... what?”
“Yes! We haven't seen each other in years! And we wanted to meet. And she helped me pick out a birthday present for you.” Now it was Tom's tears streaming down.
“Oh Tom, I thought! I thought you we're cheating on me. And that you didn't love me and..I've been so stupid..and..”
“Oh baby, I will always love you. Always remember that.”
“I love you to Tom.”
“Always” Tom said into the kiss.

  I was so stupid. Tom have always, and will always love me. I will know that from now on. It's just me and him. Forever.