Imperfectly Perfect [Book 1] ~ {A TBNRfrags fanfic} COMPLETED

19- Caitlins POV

I groan and stretch, slowly waking up. I try to get up, but strong hands are wrapped around my waist. Preston.

I look at the time. 10 A.M. I slowly and carefully lift his arms off of me and head downstairs. I sit down in the office chair and look at my channel. I'm surprised to see 800,000 followers, after only one video!

I click on my most recent and first ever video. I've gotten a lot of comments; some good, but mostly bad. I've gotten 6,000 likes and only 568 dislikes. I read some of the comments, and they make me sick.

How come she gets to play with Preston?

Noob. I can play better than you.

Go to hell.

I'm so displeased with how you turned out. Watch your back. 😈 -Dad

I can't take it. I should just kill myself. The bad comments, all of them. People hate me, even my own father... Well, he's awful but... I hate myself. Who's been there for me when I was little? Nobody. It has always been just me.

Automatically, I go back to my room where I still find a sleepy cactus. I quietly enter and go to my dresser, where I find what I have been looking for. I walk into the bathroom and lock the door so Preston won't be able to enter.

I run my finger up and down the all too familiar blade. I don't even remember why I kept it.

"Well, looks like it's just you and me, Slice." I whisper, running the blade up and down my left hand. I close my eyes and enjoy the pain for a few minutes. Slice has never failed me.

"Caitlin?" A frightened whisper on the other side of the door asks.

"Yeah?" I respond, flushing the toilet to make it seem like I was using the bathroom. I then washed the blood off of the razor; I put it in my pocket and then cleaned my left hand. I walk out the door to see a relieved Preston.

"You okay? You've been in there for a little while." He says.

"Yeah. I was just doing my business." I respond.

"Oh, sorry." He responds, looking away. Awkward much?

"I need to go to the police station." I tell him. "Can you give me a ride?"

"Yeah, just let me get ready." He responds. We both get ready and leave for the station.

---TIMRSKIP---

"What brings you here?" Officer Bard asks.

"I need to tell you something that's been bothering me for a while." I tell him.

"Right this way." He responds, motioning me to follow him. I sit down in the seat across from him and tell him everything that happened.

"We'll keep our eye out, and you'll need to sign some papers, because you are legally an adult and can live on your own." He tells me.

"Okay." I respond, signing the papers.

I'm free.

"You may go now." Officer Bard says.

"Thank you." I respond, getting up and leaving.

I think I'll go to the mall.

---TIMESKIP---

"HONEY IM HOME!" I yell jokingly.

"OKAY HUN!" Preston retorts. I laugh, but feel a blush creep up on my face.

Why do I feel like this? Preston and I are just friends, nothing more.

I feel his arms wrap around me as I drop my bags in the kitchen. I feel his steady breaths by my ear, and I melt into his arms. "I missed you Cait." He whispers into my ear.

I turn around and face him, and then wrap my arms around his neck. "Missed you too Plebston." I respond. I tease him by kissing his cheek, and I try to get out of his strong embrace.

"Hey," He pouts.

"No."

"Please?"

"No."

"Fine." He responds, cupping my cheek in his hand and pulling me closer. "Then you'll get this."

He kisses the top of my forehead, and I pout. "Not fair." I wriggle out of his grasp and run into the recording room to start a recording.

---TIMESKIP---

Guess who gained the most subscribers in two days? That's right, this girl.

I currently have 1.3 million subscribers in two days after eight recorded videos.

I decide to go to sleep.
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I wake up really early and decide to make a tea. I head into the kitchen and make my tea. It's absolutely delicious.

I sit outside and watch the beautiful sunrise. I used to watch sunrises from my old house, and I didn't know how to feel about them. I liked them because they helped me relax and calm down.

I also hated sunrises. It reminded me that I had another day of torture; each day worst than the last.

So I still don't know how I feel about sunrises. I mean, yeah they're pretty. I love how each color blends into each other. I also love the colors in general; the yellows, oranges, pinks and reds. I guess it still had kind of the same meaning. It does represent another day coming, but now I can make the day better than the last. I guess I should just enjoy sunsets, and start to let go of my past; I mean, that's what I wanted, right?

Right.

"Hey." I turn around to see a sleepy Preston.

"Go back to bed." I whisper.

"Nah. I like sunrises." He responds, yawning and sitting next to me.

"You need sleep." I state.

"And you should be inside where it's nice and warm." He replies.

"Nah." I respond, but I just realize how cold it is.

"Here." Preston says, taking off his jacket.

"I'm fine-" Before I can finish, he drapes the jacket over my shoulders. "So cliché." I say and chuckle.

"Girl, that's how I roll. This cactus is fabulous." Preston says.

"Yeah, you think that." I reply, laughing. He pouts.

I lay my head on his shoulder and put a hand on his chest while he wraps his arms around me. And we sit together and watch the beautiful sunrise, that does in fact bring a new day, better than the last.
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A/N: I'm back! I love this chapter! Sorry I don't know what else to say.... #Ceston?