So Bob brought me back. Miss. Daisy was happy to see me but sad about what happened. I don't get much sleep. I wake up screaming most nights.
"Bluebell! Time for breakfast!" Miss. Daisy yells.
"I'm not hungry!" I yell back.
I lay in my bed. I'm scared he is gunna find me.
I hear someome talking outside my door.
"Bluebell. You have a visitor." Miss. Daisy says sweetly.
I look to the door. Some guy about 20 is standing there.
"Okay?" I say.
Miss. Daisy leaves.
Why did she leave me with him! What if he hurts me?!
"Hey. I'm Cameron Dallas." The guy says.
"Why are you here." I ask backing away.
"I dunno." He says pulling a chair up next to me.
"Don't hurt me." I whisper.
Cameron looks at me shocked.
"I would never hurt you." Cameron says looking into my eyes.
"Then why are you here?" I say curling into a ball.
"To be your friend!" Cameron says.
I looked at him shocked.
"What?" I ask confused.
"I want to be your friend." Cameron repeats.
"Come here." Cameron says.
I look at him. He is actually really hot.
I move closer to him.
He wraps his arms around me.
I hesitate but wrap my arms around his neck.
"See?" Cameron says smiling.
I nod smiling.
"So tell me about yourself." Cameron says smiling.
"My name is Bluebell. I'm 15, I was adopted by Emily and Pete. Pete abused me. Emily died because of cancer. I was there 3 weeks. I've been here my whole life except for those weeks. I play guitar and I long board." I say.
"Wait. You were abused?" Cameron asks concerned.
I nod.
"Miss. Daisy said you haven't slept much." Cameron says.
I nod yawning.
"I'm to scared to sleep." I say.
"I know what would help." Cameron says.
"What's that?" I ask.
"Cuddling." Cam says.
"With who?" I ask.
"Me!" Cameron exclaims.
I giggle and nod.
"I can?" Cameron asks.
I nod again.
Cameron kicks his shoes off. He climbs in bed with me. He gently wraps his arms around me and pulls me on top of him.
I giggle.
"Go to sleep. Your tired." Cameron says.
For once I'm not afraid.
"Blue?" Cameron says slowly.
"Hmm?" I mumble.
"What did you do to your wrists." Cameron says.
I snuggle my head into his shoulder.
"Bluebell." Cameron says.
"I did it. Please don't be mad or tell Miss. Daisy." I say crying.
"Shhh. I'm not mad. Please don't do it anymore." Cam says rubbing my back.
I nod.
"Now go to sleep." Cameron says.
Cameron continues to rub circles on my back.
I fall asleep in his arms.
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Broken and Bruised
FanfictionMy name is Bluebell. My mother's favorite flower apparently. Sounds stupid. Well I'm 15 years old and I've lived in a orphanage my entire life. I have blue eyes and I'm a blondie. I'm short, like 4'10" short. Here is my story...