Concealed (A Cameron Dallas Fanfiction)

Chapter Sixty Three

Chapter Song : (Obsessed with this by the way , just put it on repeat because it's an amazing song)

Flaws - Vancouver Sleep Clinic

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*In the morning*

I wake up feeling gloomy, even though it's extremely sunny outside. I slide out of bed and walk downstairs. My mom's sitting at the kitchen table reading a newspaper, when she looks up and sees me.

Without thinking, I walk over to her and slide myself in her lap. I know I'm too big to be doing this stuff but I always do it and I always end up happy. I guess this is a good time to tell her my dad called. I don't want to, even though I need to, I don't want to.

"What's wrong?" She asks, stroking my head as I breathe into her neck.

"Something's bothering me and I don't know if it'll ever go away." It's true. What if this never stops. What if I have to tell my kids that their grandfather is a monster. Will he change when he's that old. I heard the older you get, the wiser you are. Will that apply to him? Will he cry about never seeing me again when he's on his death bed? Will he ever remarry and tell his wife - and possible kids - that he regrets doing what he did to my family?

"It's your father isn't it?" And with that sentence, those five words that break me, I let a tear run down my cheek.

"He called."

She sighs, stroking my hand with her hard yet soft hands. "I'll call social services today. In the mean time, I'll talk to Sprint and change your number, okay?"

I never really thought about that. "Okay."

"Any plans for today?" She inquires, patting my thighs, indicating that she can't take my weight anymore and I need to get off her. 

"No, not really."

"What about Cameron, how are you guys?" She grabs her purse, slips her watch on, and grab her car keys, all the while waiting for my answer. I don't know why it's taking me so long to answer. We're fine. We're absolutely, honestly, and completely fine.

"We're okay." I convey, fiddling with my pajama pants. "Yeah, we're fine." I repeat, mostly trying to convince myself that we're absolutely, honestly, completely fine. I think it's just how Kian felt yesterday. Maybe I'm feeling it too.

My mom sighs, knowing I'm mostly lying to myself, then kisses my cheek. "I'll be home late, cook something for Collin will ya?"

"Why do I have to cook?"

"Fine then make him cook, Leighton, I have to go. Love you, baby, bye!" She slams the door behind her, nearly taking her purse. 

I wipe sweat from my forehead and run upstairs to grab my phone.

"Hello?" Cameron answers, sounding tired.

"Hey, we're you sleeping?"

"I was but I'm up now, so what's up?" He groans, ruffling in the background.

"I wanted to see you." I whisper, crawling lazily up the stairs. I can hear him crack a smile through the other line. 

"Oh yeah?"

"Mhm," I say quietly before shutting my room door behind me. "Can you come over?"

"Now Leighton?"

"I was surely hoping." I pronounce, sliding under my covers. I let my voice drag before saying, "Like I really wanna see you."

He laughs quietly, suddenly sounding more awake than before. "Are you by yourself?"

"No, my brother's sleeping I think."

"Oh, aren't you a rebel." He chuckles. "I'll be there in, like, 30 minutes okay?"

"Yup, I'll see you then." He says okay and is about to hang up, but I stop him, making some weird noise with my mouth. "Uhm. I love you." I stutter.

There's a long pause before he says, "I love you too baby."

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A/N: Still no phone >.> still no wifi . My life pretty much sucks ... sorry if this chapter has errors (aka it sucks) I've been busy .