At the bottom of the stairs, I find an unlocked. I slowly enter a pitch black room. I can't see, but I can sense the density of the area. I feel extremely claustrophobic and anxious.
"What are you doing down here Skylar?" I hear a voice say. I'm dead. I turn around and run towards the stairs. I don't hear anyone chasing me, but I'm pretty sure he's there. I reach the top of the stairs completely out of breath.
I speed through the creepy house without looking back. Everything is so scary and nerve racking. I finally bump into a door after going through the world's longest hallway. I place my hand on the knob with my hand shaking. The door swings open, and I see a bathroom. I walk in and lock myself inside. I feel kinda safe now. I put the toilet seat down, and sit on it. My mind is in a million different places right now. I'm thinking about Grayson and my dad and this house. There's just too much, and I try to focus one thing. I remember the first day I met Grayson. I hated him so much, but a lot has happened since then. He's taken me to dinner, the movies, and let me live with him. He's been the best part of my life, and I'll probably never see him again.
I stand up in the tiny room. I place my hand on a switch, and the room lights up. The first thing I see is a mirror. I look at my long brown hair and brown greenish eyes. I look so tired and old. I look down at the sink when I notice a window. It's kind of small, but I can fit. I walk and stand above the bathtub. I pull open the window and sneeze myself out. My feet touch the ground to his front yard. He first thing I think to do is run. I'm getting my ass out of here.
My body is exhausted but I keep running. I get past the first block and I feel like I'm about to pass out. I begin to trudge onto the next block, when I bump into a figure.
"Skylar?" I know it's Grayson. I pull him into a kiss. While holding him, his shoulders and back felt really different. His lips felt smoother, and I just pulled away. I try to focus on the face in the dim lighting. I then realize who it actually is.
"Cameron?"
"Yeah."
"Cameron, what the hell? Why didn't stop?"
"Just come here," he whispers before taking me to his car. He lets me in and begins to drive us far away from here. I'm not mad and upset with him.
"So why didn't you pull away?" I ask him.
"Because..."
"Because why?"
Cameron looked into my eyes and said "Because I love you."
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-Danielle❤️
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