Little Dallas • Cameron Dallas FanFic *Completed*

Razor Burn

I used to always get hate. I would get messages on twitter, Instagram. Anything you could name. Even some people from school would bully me. They would call my brother a fag and call me a slut. Just because I know some of the magcon boys. They would say that my brother was a no good piece of shit and that I was just like him. When I would post a picture of me and some of the boys. They would comment slut, whore, and hoe. One time it was at Nash's birthday party for his 17th birthday. It was me, cameron, Matt, Nash, Taylor, and the jacks. I was on Nash's back kissing his cheek. I got at least 200 comments with people just cussing at me. Calling me names. That's the last time I cut. Cameron caught me. That's when he started to make those videos telling people to stay strong. And I did. For him.

I decided to tweet something.

@blairdallas

Now I guess I'm just not strong enough. I'm ready break that problem, Cam.

I posted a picture on Instagram. It was a picture of a razor in her hand and it said 'I don't keep promises'. I quickly posted it and begin to cut my wrist. It felt good really. When I first started, I was in 7th grade. It was right when Cameron made his star break. I guess you could say.

I was cut off of my thoughts when I heard banging on the door. "Blair!" Cam yelled. I put my earphones in and continued to cut. I didn't just cut my wrist. I cut my thighs too.

I cut until it all black.

*****

I woke up still on my floor. My arms and legs hurt. I get up and check my phone. I had at least 100 text messages from each of the boys. Even Gilinsky. I ignored all of them and peeked out my door. Cameron wasn't out there. None of them were. I quickly grab my clothes and run to the bathroom.

I take a really long shower. Washing each cut. Letting it burn. I didn't care either.

When I get out I cheek to see if anyone was there. And again nobody was. I run back to my room.

Shit.

•Hayes•

I go upstairs to see if Blair was out the room. She was and I heard the shower running. She's probably in there.

Yesterday I didn't know what she was talking about. Cameron got really nervous. Scared even. He didn't leave her room all night. He didn't even eat last night. But he did tweet something about staying strong. After Blair tweeted that she wasn't strong enough and that she was sorry. I think I know what they were talking about but Blair is such a happy girl. It's hard to believe she would do that too herself.

When I walked in on Blair and Gilinsky I was mad. I thought that she was doing it because she wanted to. But when she ran over to me crying. I knew exactly what he was trying to do. I was so mad. I screamed at him for a good 5 minutes until I threw a punch. Which I shouldn't have done because, I mean have you seen Gilinksy. He's huge compared to me. On the first punch that he did I got a bloody nose. Nash soon came in and pulled him off of me. I told him everything that happened and he started to scream at Nash until he finally left.

When I heard the shower stop I knew that I was about to see Blair. I don't really know what to say to say.

She walks into the room and just started at me. I looked up and down her arms. They had cuts all over them. I looked at her thighs and they were the same. She started to cry. I pulled her into a hug. I laid us down on the bed and held her until she fell asleep. "Hayes?" Cameron walks into the room. I get up from the bed slowly making sure I don't wake her. I pat Cameron on the back as he laid down.

•Cameron•

I walk upstairs and see Blair and Hayes's door open. I walk in and Blair is asleep in Hayes arms. "Hayes?" He likes over to me and gets up. I walk over to the bed and he pats my back before I lay down. I look at my sisters arms and thighs. It was terrible. This is all my fault. I shouldn't have left her and that dumbass along at this house.

"I'm sorry, Cameron." she says letting a tear fall from her eye. I wipe it off and kiss her forehead. Shushing her.

My baby sister.