Cameron Dallas' Step Sister

Chapter 3

••Emily's POV••

Today we got out early. Yay! Once we got home, Cameron walked me up to his room and locked the door. "Why were you crying this morning?" He asked, worried. "Cameron..i don't think you want to know.." I told him. "Emily, you're my sister. I want to know what's going on." he said. "Okay..um..I come from a small town in Illinois. The school was really small and everyone knew me. I wasn't popular, I was the one that everyone would bully. I was called many names. 'slut, whore, bitch, attention seeker, worthless, useless, cunt, ass, fat, anorexic, emo, goth, skank, short, ugly, and way more. I was pushed against lockers, brick walls, and in alleys, they broke most of my bones, they called me all of those names, and they tried killing me before. They broke into my house and tried to throw me out the 2 story window. My mom abused me, along with my dad. My mom even tried killing me once. She tried drowning me in the pool that we had. When I was 12, my mom killed my dad. She shot him. My moms in jail now. I used to cut every single day, really deep too. One time it got to the point where I almost died. I attempted suicide about 15 times. I'm not kidding. I had to go to the hospital each time I tried. I even fail at killing my self. the only friend I had there was Luke. He was caring, nice, and he helped me through everything. I miss him. I feel bad for moving, but he's probably relieved. He doesn't have to deal with all the drama." I finished, crying my hardest. "Oh my god, Emily, I am so sorry. I will never let anyone hurt you. But do you still cut.." he he asked me, nervous. "Um..n-no," I stuttered. Shit. He pulled up my sleeves and just cried. He pulled me into a tight hug and he kept me there for a long time. "Emily, I want you to know that I will always keep you safe. No matter what. I promise. And if anything bad happens to you, I'll die. Just because you're not my real sister, doesn't mean I don't love you." He told me, his eyes were tearing up. "I love you, Cam" I told him as we layed down in his bed. "I love you too, Em" he said as we cuddled up together. "Please don't cut again, for me." was the last thing I heard before falling asleep.