Chapter 16: The Fun Sleepover

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I wake up and looked at the clock, it was, 4:07 in the morning. I try to fall back to sleep, but unfortunately I could not sleep. All I could think about is Cameron oddly. He just won't leave my head. I'm worried about him, he's not mentally stable right now. Why did I not stay with him. He needs someone to talk to, to have a shoulder to cry on.

When I finally started to drift back to sleep, my phone started to ring. I quickly get up and go to my charger. I look at my phone and it was Cameron. When I immediately answered the phone, but it was silent, dead silent, but then I heard a faint voice.

"Nash, are you there?" He said sniffling.

"Yes, Cammie, are you okay?" I asked nervously.

"Yeah, I'm j-just l-lonely," he said nervously.

I giggle and stand up, retrieving my shoes, and still talking to him. I walk downstairs, listening to his tired voice. I walked outside and walked to the backyard. I then step on a branch, which made him jump.

"What was that?" He asked sounding groggy.

"I broke my pencil," I lied giggling a little.

I got out of the wood and check if the slide door is open, unfortunately it wasn't. I rolled my eyes and blew some hair out of my face. Then I see the tree by Cameron's window, which made me smile. I took Cameron to call me back, and I put the phone in my pocket. I walked to the tree and started to climb up. I struggled a little, but I managed. Finally, I got to the top, which brought me to Cameron's window.

I reach over and knocked on the window. I see him move a little, but went back to browsing on Twitter. I roll my eyes and knock on it again, a little harder. He fell out of bed which made me laugh. He stood up, looked out the window, and eyes widened. He opens the window and rubs his eyes.

"Are you out of your goddamn mind?" He asked picking up a blanket.

"You said you were lonely, and your back door wasn't open, so I climbed the tree," I said smirking.

"Just get inside before you break your neck," he said taking my hand.

He pulled me in and put a blanket over me. I sat down on his floor, and took out my phone. In the corner of my eye, I see Cameron go on Camera Roll and he poked me to get my full attention.

"Nash, hold the camera," he said giving me his phone.

I hold the phone and his arms creep around my neck. Then he put his head on my shoulder, smiling at the camera. I took the photo and gave the phone back to Cameron. Later, I get a notification seeing the photo.

@camerondallas: @nashgrier my bæ (bitch always eating) 😜✌️

I look over at him and gave him this death stare. He smirked and giggled at my attempt to be intimidating. I rolled my eyes and browse through my Instagram feedback. I started falling asleep at one point, but I felt a tap on my shoulder. I look up at the smiling Cameron.

"Do you want to sleep up here.... with me?" He asked whispering the last part.

"Sure, I guess," I said climbing up there.

He kept his distance from me, but when he drifted off to sleep, he brought himself closer to me. He put his leg over my right leg in between my legs. He rested his head on my chest and his arm across my stomach. I was too tired to move him, so I fell asleep with him wrapped around me.

The next morning, I had to wake up early, to get changed then pick him up. So I woke up around four in the morning, I look down at Cameron, who was in a deep, darker sleep. I smile at him, but then leaving. I decided to go down the tree. Even though he's in a deep slumber, if he hears the slightest bit of noise, he'll instantly wake up.

Anyway, I got down from the tree and started walking into the woods. It was still pitch black outside and I almost felt like someone is following me. I didn't turn around, but kept walking, feeling the anxiety build up inside of me. I walked a little faster, trying to stay calm down, but failing miserably. I took off in a full on sprint. I ran back to my house and locked the door behind me.

I turn around seeing my house completely destroyed, furniture cut in half, glass shattered, and graffiti. I show what looks like blood all over the wall. It spelt out something that I would expect to see in a movie.

Hi friend we got a present for you.

I froze that the sight of that statement. I then walk upstairs and hear small whimpering, it was coming from Sky's room. I pushed the door open and I see Sky in a dog cage. She was mumbling something, and she was shaking like a small dog. I get her out of the cage and looked her over. She had a few bumps and bruises on her arms, but other than that she looks okay.

"H-He's hiding," she stuttered.

"Who?" I said rubbing his back.

"H-He's hiding," she repeated.

I went into Hayes room and I see him naked in his bed, tied up. I slapped him in the face so he could wake up. He looked at me with tears brining his eyes. I untied him and he was badly bruised and had cuts all over his body.

"What happened?" I asked in a whisper.

"He's h-hiding," he said choked up.

Who the hell is he? Why is he hiding? The questions that kept buzzing around in my head was why does he want to hurt me and my family?

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