The mental image of Cam Chuck Norris'ing anything was comical. Not that he couldn't hold his own if he wanted to or needed to, but just the mental image in itself.
She had to give it to him though, he did have a point. Although, if she was the girlfriend in the scenario, she first off wouldn't want to die at all, and secondly, wouldn't be near an evil entity to begin with.
Cam knew her too well, they had been such good friends, he knew all her little signals even without her saying anything. He asked her what, as she fidgeted with her hair and so she had told him.
Perrie knew that there had been a lot at stake for Cam if he would have been charged but she never really comprehended it in detail, even if it had been pointed out to her. Not really, not until now that is. She had been so angry at her parents for what they had, the way that they had reacted all because of something she had done, she never once really thought about specifics when it came to what had been truly at risk for Cam. That made her realize how selfish she had been, even without him having to say anything.
"I'm sorry Cam," she apologized again with genuine sincerity in her tone. "Everything was just a blur for me really. I was upset, I was so angry, I was lashing out at my parents because I wasn't used to being told no, I wasn't used to not getting what I wanted. And I don't think honestly that up until that point, I had ever so much as even done something to get seriously punished."
Perrie took a drink of her milkshake and continued, "The charges weren't because of what we did or even because we got caught, it was because of the way I acted, the way I went about things after the fact, and I didn't feel like that was fair to you, I still don't feel like that was fair to you. But when their punishment wasn't working, what was the one thing they could do to me to prove a point? Go after you."
Their food was brought to them and Perrie picked up a cheese fry with her finger and took a bite of it, catching any of the excess cheese that had fallen with her hand. She then picked up a napkin and wiped it off.
"A lot has happened since that night, and it happened to both of us. I'm not proud of my actions, but I can't dwell on it either because that night is in the past and we can't change the past. All we can do is focus on the present, and the future."
Cam continued speaking, talking about how he was nervous, how he worried about her what her parents thought. How he had to work on things. How she was important to him, how he wanted them to just enjoy each other and how his heart couldn't take them risking her parents finding out about them doing anything if they were to.
Perrie extended her arm across the table, the top of her hand upside down, against the marbled table top of the booth, offering it to him to hold. "Cam," she spoke softly. "I get it, believe me, I do. You've already been through a lot due to me and anybody else, I think they'd have ran for the hills and never so much as turned back to look in my direction."
That much was true, of course they had to endure a lot of obstacles to get where they were at this point, and there were still hurdles and hoops they had to jump through even now. "You waited for me, so it's only fair that I wait for you in return regardless of how difficult it might be."
And difficult was an understatement. Perrie had not been able to forget about Cam, or the way he made her feel in all senses of the word. She had not been able to forget how his touch was, how his mouth felt all over her, how he felt in general. Of course teenage hormones played a part in that as well, but she wasn't about to admit her personal thoughts in that respect.
"I want you to have all of that," a better relationship with her parents, their trust, him being her boyfriend and forgetting about all the negative things that had happened. "And since we're talking about things now, after we're finished discussing it, consider it forgotten. I mean, there isn't really a point to rehash everything constantly."
"But also, don't be afraid to be yourself. If you want to hold my hand, hold it. If you want to hug me, hug me. If you want to kiss me, kiss me. Okay?"