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Field Trip-The Prelude
Cam stood up from the railing, moving a little closer to AJ, before stopping an arms reach away. He wanted to just reach out and hold her. She was so close, yet so far away and she seemed to be pushing him even further away. His head dropped for a minute and again his eyes traced the slowly healing scars on his exposed forearms. He looked up again, meeting her eyes as he did so. "Ah've been tae hell AJ, and compared tae how ah'm feeling at the minute that was a walk in the park." He reached out tentatively, his fingers brushing against her shoulder. "Ah ken that ah hurt ye, nae matter that ah never meant tae. Ah know ye probably think ah never planned on coming back fer ye? That was the furthest thing fae mah mind. Ah sent a couple o' messages tae yer mither's place tae let ye know that ah was gonnae be held up and askin' ye tae hang on there fer a wee while longer. Ah guess ye never got them. Ah headed back there as soon as ah could get away but ye'd already left and yer mither said she didnae ken where ye where so a headed tae the states tae find ye." He looked at her apologetically. "Then Gus got intae trouble and ah had tae go bail him out. Then ah missed ye again in New Orleans. Ah'm real sorry but it happened and ah cannae change the past." He looked out at the stormy skies which surrounded them, hoping the ongoing lightning would bolster his sagging spirits, but he found no comfort there. Ah ken ye dinnae owe me anything, and a ken ye've probably found someone else ye can trust, but ah was hoping we could at least be friends. Ah dinnae think ah could stand ye hating me forever."
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