Cameron
The left side of the bed rises and the warmth seems to disappear within a few seconds. I don't think much of it, so I roll over to that side, putting my arm around the space Bella should be sleeping in.
But she's not. All that's there are the cold bedsheets.
Sharply, I sit myself up and look around the dark room, but she's still not there.
After throwing on some pajama pants, I jog as quietly as possible through the hallways and downstairs. Bella sits curled up in a ball by the stairs, tears rolling down her rosy cheeks.
"Bella, baby, stand up." I say, holding out my hand for her.
She ignores it, and after a few seconds, stands up and pulls me into a tight embrace.
When I pull away, I look her dead in the eyes and smile, "Damn, I love you more than anything else in the world."
"Well, then you're crazy," she tells me, "No one loves me, Cam. Not even you."
I kiss her gently, "Of course I love you. And I'd rather be crazy than live without you."
"You should get used to being without me then. When I say I'm not coming back, I mean it."
"Why do you have to go?" I say, caressing her cheek and leaving kisses down her neck.
She puts her hand under my chin and lifts my face back up to hers, "Because I don't belong here. I'm tired of this Hollywood life. I've found somewhere where I'll be happy, and you have to trust me that I'm telling the truth. You'll find someone better than me, someone who won't let you down like I have."
"Baby, you've never let me down. It's just-"
Bella cuts me off and looks me in the eyes, just like I did earlier, "Cameron, you have to listen to me. It's for the best. Better for you and me."
"No, Bella. Please." I beg.
She looks back and more tears slips down her face, clinging onto the corners of her mouth, "I'm sorry. Promise me you'll find someone. I love you, okay? Never forget that. And wherever I am, I'll always be thinking of you."
Quickly she runs to the door. I grab her by the arm and push her up against it, slamming my lips onto hers. My hands move around her waist and I deepen the kiss, never wanting to let her out of that door. I swear my heart stops when I hear her sob and pull away, running outside and not even looking back.
But she stops at the end of the sidewalk and doesn't turn to me, "I want you to forget all about me, got it? Don't let yourself go insane, you'll see me again that way."
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11:11 | Cameron Boyce Story
Fanfiction'She wished for me to be happy, but never felt the emotion herself. I was all she had, Bonnie, and she was my everything. Now that she's gone I have no interest in relationships. I don't hate you, okay? I just don't know how to like you.' *** WARNIN...
