Bad Boy Fairytale {Cameron Dallas Fanfiction}

Chapter 14- The Dream

Cameron's POV

I pauses in silence, avoiding eye contact with Jennica. There was a long pause before she asked me again the same question.

"Why Cameron? Why are you being nice to me now? Am I missing something?" She asked demandingly.

Ignoring her question, I popped two slices of bread in the toaster, and got one plate from the cabinet as I waited for the toast to pop back out.

Why can't you answer her question Cameron? Why are you being nice to her all of a sudden? You're suppose to be the opposite according to Bruce. You're suppose to beat the living hell out of her, make her life miserable and you're here making her a nice breakfast in the kitchen.

Out of silence, she cleared her throat and at the same time, the toast popped out and was ready to eat. I put both of them on one plate and slid it over to where she was sitting. I also got peanut butter and strawberry jelly if she wanted a spread.

"Thanks....you're not going to eat?" She asked, furrowing her brows together. She picked up a piece of plain toast and started to eat.

As a response I shook my head.

"Already ate." I added.

There was a long pause.

"You know, you woke me up while I was having the best dream of my life. You probably don't give two shits about it but I'll tell you anyways." She confidently stated as she took the last bite of her toast.

I looked at her with a blank face. I wanted to tell her that I do care and that I do want to hear her dream, but no words came out of my mouth. She looked at me, nodded and continued.

"I had a dream that I woke up in my own room, under my own roof, not cuffed to anything and I woke up to actual daylight. Crazy! Right? It felt so real. My warm bed sheets, the smell of pancakes downstairs, and my mother's presence...it all felt so real." Her voice started to trail off. Looking down at her handcuffs, she began to sigh.

"My mother...I miss her so much." She said softly, closing her eyes tightly. "She must be so worried."

My stomach didn't feel right. My hands were getting sweaty and I was as stiff as a stick. She's miserable Cameron and that's what Bruce wanted! But why do I feel some sort of guilt in me? Most importantly, why Jennica? This is not my first time kidnapping girls.

Then, she looked up at me, dead in the eyes. A tear escaped from the corner of her eye.

"Then you woke me up and my nightmare starts"

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Hello lovely people! I am back at it since it us summer break It's probably been a while since you've read this fanfic but feel free to read the last chapter for a recap. In order for me to write this, I had to re read my whole story just to acknowledge what was happening.

Anyways, don't forget to vote and comment! I plan to update at least 1-2 times a week or maybe more :)

-Sam