Bad Little Californian

Chapter 13

Cameron's POV

I glanced over to the clock that hung over doors that led you out the waiting room, 6:19a.m. Then back at the boys and Nash's family who decided to pull an all-nighter. Everyone was fast asleep, and had matching faint dark circles under their eyes. The only time I left this room was to shower back home but even then I'd probably be back here in ten minutes at the latest to be here for Nash, his parents, Sky, Will and Hayes.

Hayes has been extremely off in the past few weeks but when ever one of us tries to speak to him he shuts down and stares at Nash's door. I'm not saying that I don't feel any ounce of pity for him because I do. Its just that whenever Matt or Shawn ask about the whereabouts of Kylie he looks at them as if her name was a disease. The way I used to look at her all those years ago.

I pressed my back further against the wall and sighed, I don't know what to do or what I'm doing, its like my minds gone completely numb this past month to the point where I don't even know my genuine feelings for my little sister. Huh. Little sister, that still feels so awkward to say. 

Slowly I stood up properly and opened the door to Nash's room as quietly as I could, considering that Nash goes in and out of serious breathing rates I volunteered to check up on him every morning at half six and every night at eleven; when the hospital is at its quietest.

As I walked into the room the sound of the heart monitor beating slowly and steadily to the rhythm of my best friends heart was the only thing that broke the morning silence. Once of the fist things I saw was the slightly opened window and the sun streaming out of it into the room, I focused my eyesight onto the rest of the room. My heart melted and I felt my lips curve into a tiny smile.

In the seat next to the white hospital bed sat Kylie, her head was resting next to Nash's thigh and Nash's hand lingering close to hers. I bet you she's been here all night. I walked further into the room to the point where I was at Kylies side, hesitantly I crouched down and for the first time I took a good look at my sister. Her face -and her all together- was a lot skinnier in comparison to the last time I saw her and the dark purple almost black bags under her eyes complimented her now ghostly pale skin. She looked horribly sick but despite all that she still had the facial features of her dad. She looked nothing like my mom but somehow she distinctly looked like me and Sierra. I guess that's the magic of genetics.

I rested my head on the side of the hospital mattress and twirled one of Kylies thick dark brown hair strands around two of my fingers as delicately as I could. You know, I've never realized how insanely curly her hair was. I let the strand of hair fall into place with the rest of her hair and I brought my hand to her face, cupping her cold cheek gently.

It didn't realize I was in this stance for longer than a few seconds until a I heard the sound of Skylynn's voice asking where I was, I looked over to the clock in the room, 7:11.a.m.
I got up from my crouching position with a slight ache in my knees, I looked down at Kylie, then at Nash.

I gently brushed away stray pieces of hair from her face and without really knowing what I was doing I bent down and kissed the side of her head. Then walked out of the room to be greeted by Sky who was the only one that could actually wake up at this hour.


I'll give you a minute to process the painfully short chapter I just wrote...

Wonderful, now I need you to write in the comments your thoughts on why Cameron and his mom act like crap towards Kylie. I want to know your opinions and what you think :)