Chapter 178: The Bloody Mess

"I hate that you're mad at me," Matt eventually groaned with a frown. Camden regarded him in the dim light of the car as they drove though the countryside. He looked so disappointed, so dejected. "I'm not mad," she replied softly, "I mean, I obviously was, but now... I'm not mad anymore," she admitted as she adjusted her grip on his hand. "Well... you don't exactly look happy either," Matt replied. "I'm fine. Hungry, but otherwise fine," she explained with a small smile. "Clayton said you didn't want to speak to me," he stated, as if hoping she would deny it so that he could call Clayton out. "That's right. I didn't want to speak to you. I wanted to work through all my feelings first. But then you went and impaled yourself with a whiskey glass and now we're talking I guess," she replied, finishing with a sweet smile. She could see the wheels of his mind turning, but before he could say anything, she reached out with her free hand, cupping his cheek. "Matt, just relax. I don't want to f