Cameron's POV
I walk up to the orphanage. I came to a different orphanage every year. The kids loved it when I visit.
"Hello you must be Cameron, I'm Miss. Daisy." A lady says opening the door.
I nod.
"So, here is a list of kids, who would you like to see first." Miss. Daisy says.
I scan the sheet. Hmmm all girls. Wait this girl hasn't slept for awhile.
"Um this one." I say pointing to the name. Bluebell, pretty name.
"Uh are you sure... She hasn't slept in days. She might be scared of you." She says.
"I'm sure." I say confidently.
She nods and motions me to follow her.
We walk up some stairs and around a corner.
"Here is her room. Now, she might freak out. Her only experience with a guy was bad. So be nice." Miss. Daisy says opening the door.
"Bluebell. You have a visitor." Miss. Daisy says sweetly.
"Okay?" Bluebell says confused she looks at me.
"Hey. I'm Cameron Dallas." I say.
"Why are you here?" Bluebell asks backing away.
"I dunno." I say pulling a chair up next to her.
"Don't hurt me." She whispers.
I look at her shocked.
"I would never hurt you." I say looking into her eyes.
"Then why are you here?" She says curling into a ball.
"To be your friend!" I say.
She looks at me shocked.
"What?" she asks confused.
"I want to be your friend." I repeat.
"Come here." I say.
She looks at me.
She moves closer to me.
I wrap my arms around her.
She hesitates but wraps her arms around my neck.
"See?" I say smiling.
She nods smiling.
"So tell me about yourself." I say 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." Bluebell says.
"Wait. You were abused?" I ask concerned.
She nods.
"Miss. Daisy said you haven't slept much." I say.
She nods yawning.
"I'm too scared to sleep." She says.
"I know what would help." I say.
"What's that?" She asks.
"Cuddling." I say.
"With who?" She asks laughing a little.
"Me!" I exclaim.
She giggles and nods.
"I can?" I ask.
She nods again.
I kick my shoes off. I climb in bed with her. I gently wrap my arms around her and pulls her on top of me.
She giggles.
"Go to sleep. You're tired." I say.
"Blue?" I say slowly.
"Hmm?" She mumbles.
I look down at her. Her hands are on my shoulders. Wait what is on her wrist?
"What did you do to your wrists?" I ask.
She snuggles her head into my shoulder.
"Bluebell." I say.
"I did it." She says crying.
"Shhh. I'm not mad. Please don't do it anymore." I say rubbing her back.
She nods.
"Now go to sleep." I say.
I continue to rub circle on her back.
I watch as Bluebell sleeps. She is so broken.
"Cameron. You've been here for 5 hours." Someone says waking me up.
My eyes flash open. Memories come flooding back. I look down at Bluebell. She is so beautiful.
"You need to leave now." Miss. Daisy says.
"Just a second." I say. I carefully take Bluebell off of my chest and cover her with the blankets.
I grab a piece of paper and a pen.
Dear Bluebell,
Sorry I had to leave, I was here for like 5 hours. If you ever need anything call or text me.
**********
Love Cam (Cameron Dallas)
PS your beautiful don't let anyone tell you otherwise.
I tuck the paper in a note book and leave.
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Broken and Bruised
Fiksi PenggemarMy 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...
