Perfect Or Not

ch. 1 ; Seriosuly

Jaylin's POV

"Cameron!" Jesus Christ does that boy not know how to clean up after himself. He left spaghetti on the floor and now Jaxx is eating it. Great.
"Cameron Alexander Dallas!" I yell at the top of my lungs.
"What?!" He runs down the stairs jumping off and hugging me tightly, "Are you okay?? Is everything alright??"

I sigh is frustration, "No everything is not fine. You left spaghetti on the floor, and now the kitchen is a mess!" I rub my forehead. I don't mean to nag or be a mom, but he knows I don't like the apartment messy. Seriously he's 20 years old and he acts like he's doesn't know a damn thing.
Cameron chuckles and gives me a noogie. I groan and run my head. "Ok mom, I'll clean up. And Jaxx will help too right?" Jaxx, sitting down in front of the spaghetti plate which was now locked clean, stares at me wagging his tail.
I give an annoyed smile and Cameron begins to clean picking up the plate and washing it in the sink. My homes buzzes and Cameron picks it up giving a confused look. "Who's Nash Grier?" I stand there not knowing what to say only because I know exactly what he'll say when I give him my answer 'He's just a friend'.

"He's just a friend." smiling weakly looking down.
"How long have you guys been talking? Are you dating? Have you sent nudes to him? Have you had sex with him?" See what I mean. God he's so overprotective and he freaks out every time he finds out I'm talking to a boy he doesn't know.
"Cameron first of all calm your shit, second of all he's just a friend and third of all a few weeks and no no and NO." I start walking up the stairs taking each step slowly trying to calm my slight anger but honestly, that didn't help.

"And another thing, you know how fucking annoying it is when you know you can't date someone because of your older brothers over protectiveness!?"
At this point I was yelling. "There's overprotective bothers and then there are the ones that need to fucking chill!I'm 17 Cameron! You don't see me going through your phone checking who you're talking to do you?!?!"Cam looks at me with basically the sad puppy eyed look he just does it naturally! I whisper "I'm sorry" and walk upstairs. Halfway up I hear him.
"You remember what happened to mom right?" I hear him makes a small nose sniffling sound. With a choked up, saddened voice he says, "I just don't want you..to..to have the same fate she..had."

I turn around to look him dead in the eyes and staring him down for the only two seconds I had left before I started balling. I turn around hiding my face and running up the rest of the stairs to my room and I cry myself to sleep.

The next morning isn't so bright sunshine and dandy. "Hey" a yawning groggy voice says. "Morning." I'm still hung up over our fight last night. I need to take it down a notch. I'm all he has that's family. Our dad dropped us in this apartment he bought after our mom..

"I'm so sorry," he gives me a big bear hug. He smells like vodka, beer, and upchuck. Terrible combination. "Cameron were you drinking?" I gently pull away and sit down on one of the island chairs, and hold my arms out to him and let him fall into me with his big teary brown eyes.

"I miss her so much" is what I make out of the choked up crying while he's buried his face in my shirt. I'm softly petting his head trying as hard as I can to comfort him and hold myself together at the same time.