The Ocean Prince (Completed)

Chapter Twenty

I was shocked and couldn't believe what happened.  I wanted to confront him, but at the same time I felt that he was too tired and that this wasn't the right moment.  However, I heard Camilo moan annoyed.  He began to roll on the ground and I just stared at him wondering what he would do.  When I saw him open his eyes the first thing I did was receive him with a slap.  I slapped him right across his bruised and busted-up face.  He both yelped and grumbled in pain and annoyance.

"What the hell is your f*****g problem?" He said rubbing his face.

"My problem?  Who's the one slapping women on the face?  You thought I couldn't do the same?  How do you like it now?" I said annoyed.

"Okay, I'm sorry.  Ouch, damn it.  I didn't need that kind of a good morning," he complained sitting up.

"Yeah, well, I didn't need that kind of treatment, no matter if it was morning, evening or whenever.  You will f*****g respect me or you'll have problems with both Nick and me," I replied.

"Nick?  That's this motherfucker's name?  I should kill his ass," Camilo said.

"Yeah, well, while you were, I don't know where the f**k, he saved my life, twice.  He cured me and fed me.  I don't think he'll give you the same treatment," I said.  Camilo rubbed his cheek.  My hit still stung.

"Yeah, well I doubt I'm going to get the royal treatment honey, I don't have a p***y," Camilo said annoyed.  

"Maybe he'll give you another royal beating," I replied.

"You know you're really f*****g ungrateful.  I'm the one who got you that f*****g boat.  My mom was right, I should have ignored your f*****g ass," Camilo remarked.

"Would you lower your voice, Nick's trying to rest," I replied.

"f**k Nick.  You f****d him didn't you?" He asked me.  I swallowed bile and didn't reply.  I avoided his glance.  

"You did, didn't you?  You b***h," he said.

"Well, now you can break up with me officially and f**k all your other girl dishes you have on the side," I replied.

"Girl dishes? What the f**k are you talking about?" Camilo asked me.

"Don't pretend with me Camilo.  I know that you f**k around," I replied.

"I do, but they weren't my official girl. I didn't give a s**t about them, I cared about you," Camilo replied.

"And somehow you think that sounds so awesome," I replied with my arms crossed.

"You never complained before," Camilo replied.

"You're right.  I never complained because in all honesty... I didn't care," I replied.  That hurt Camilo and he kept quiet.

"I'm sorry," I said realizing the damage I had done, although I already knew it was too late.  He shook his head.

"So... you never loved me?" He asked me.  What a tough question.  Was it really about love?  Did I really ever love him or not?  I felt affection for him, I liked his company... sometimes...

"I..."

"Oh my God," he said.

"You didn't let me finish," I replied.

"You didn't have to," he said.  I shook my head annoyed.

"Why the f**k didn't you tell me?  We could have just broken up and been friends?" He asked me.

"Really?  Was it really that easy?  Come on Camilo, we were the most popular kids at school.  We were a legendary couple you and I.  You know it wasn't going to be that easy," I said.  He shook his head.

"It wouldn't have been easy for me because I really loved you, not because our relationship was legendary or whatever the f**k you just said," Camilo replied. 

"Oh you loved me by cheating on me with all of those other girls," I said.

"It wasn't serious.  You were my girl," he responded.  I didn't like his reply.

"Camilo, I did love you once, but when I found out about Gisella, the girl that lives in your street, that love just started to chip itself away.  I stayed with you because I thought it would be good for our reputations and that's that," I said.

"Damn, you don't give a s**t about me, do you?" He said.

"That's not true.  I did care.  I cared about your feelings and about your pride, that's why I didn't say anything and I didn't cheat on you either although I had many opportunities.  Joel was looking at me like if I were lunch.  He's cute, but I can't do that to Maribel.  She's always been there for me," I replied.

"Maribel's a b***h that probably already ditched that motherfucker.  You know she eats guys for two weeks and then finds someone new.  If you would have been with him, she wouldn't have given a f**k," Camilo replied.

"Yeah, but still.  She's my friend. So..."

"Yeah I get it.  So I'm the bad guy for f*****g around, for being a man, huh?"

"No.  You're just an asshole, but me, I'm at fault too.  I should have told you the truth and been real with you, then you would have been free to be with whoever the f**k.  I don't love you anymore.  I'm in love with Nick," I replied.  I was surprised to even say something like that.  Was I really in love?  Maybe I was just trying to push Camilo away as fast as I could.

"I imagined you did f**k him.  Well... if it's like that then... I guess it's over between us," he said.

"Yeah, I guess so," I said.

"Look, I don't want to be a motherfucker here or anything, but if you ever decide to leave him and you want to have fun with me-"

I interrupted him with a laugh.  Could you believe this guy?  He was asking me to be his mistress.  What the f**k?  

"Forget about it," I replied.

"I'm just saying," he said.  I hit him over the head.  It was meant to be out of kindness, but because he was really hurt he complained.

"Ouch," he said.

"Sorry," I replied.

"f**k Karina, what the f**k is wrong with you?" He asked me.  I approached his head and rubbed it gently.

"I'm sorry," I said.  He nodded.

"That's okay.  I'm going to forgive you this time just because I like how you're touching me," he said.

"Oh, shut the f**k up or I won't touch you ever again," I said and he laughed.  It was strange how the both of us just became good friends again anyway.  We had broken up yet it felt like we hadn't broken up at all.  I rubbed his head and laid him back on the ground.

"I think you should rest now.  Heal," I said.  He nodded.

"I'm going to talk to Nick later to ask him to help me with you," I told him.

"He's going to let me die," Camilo replied and I laughed.

"Don't worry.  He won't.  Rest now.  We'll talk later,' I replied.  Camilo closed his eyes and went immediately back to sleep. I knew how he felt like because I had felt it too.  The pain was so unbearable that it honestly just knocked you the hell out.