• My Best Friend's Brother : His Secret • { Cameron Dallas }

t w e n t y - o n e

"We have to move?!" I yelled in anguish.

"I'm sorry Mack, were not safe here." Cameron said his eyes looking deeply into me.

Things had just settled down, and now we were having to move into a brand new house, start a brand new life, and hope to God that nothing followed us. Michael entered abruptly.

"You'll be protected." He said in his usual monotone. I rolled my eyes at the words protected. That's what I had been all along was "protected." But living this way was not being protected, it was hiding away, not exactly living if you ask me.

I realized now why Gina hadn't wanted this life for her children. Living a life of constantly running, constantly being on the move, wore children down. Eventually tearing them apart.

"I'm not worried about being protected. I'm worried about my baby. My niece. I don't want them growing up in this." I said fearfully. I looked between Michael, and Cameron.

"Look" Cameron started noticing the fear in my eyes. "It's a new house, In a new place. It'll be a house Mack. One that's big enough for all of us to have our own rooms and then some." He grabbed my hand and squeezed, giving me a reassuring look.

"I really don't have much of a choice anyway." I said placing my hand onto my stomach. It had began to grow in the few weeks since I'd found out Cameron and Alex were demon hunters. I was now 5 months, and the closer and closer I got, the more afraid I became. Afraid of what I might bring this baby into.

"Mack", Cameron tried, but had heard enough. I had no choice in whether we were moving or not. It was either move, or stay here all alone, and I'd rather not have been out on my own.

I traced back a trail of toys that led to Calex's small room that she now shared with Madeline. She was packing her toys that were not in the hallway, into boxes that Cameron had labeled for her.

I felt like I was the only one who didn't want to run away. I wanted to stay here, where our roots had been planted, not uprooting and moving far far away, having to build a whole other life. Alex entered the room behind me. He too would be joining us in the new house. I assumed Cameron had sent him to talk me up more about the house.

"Mack, it's a new start for us." Alex placed his hand on my shoulder but I shrugged it off.

"There's no us Alex. Please stop." I scoffed.

"You know I didn't mean it like that." He said lowly looking down. Truly, I hadn't meant it that way either, it just had come out that way. I had a habit of saying things in a mean and hurtful way.

Alex left the room, after giving up on me. Madeline entered the room once more and I shook my head.
"If you're here to talk me up about this house, this new life, I honestly don't want to hear it."

Madeline looked at me confused. "I'm not preaching to you about moving, although giving it a shot wouldn't hurt you. You may end up liking it."

I looked around at all of the walls in the apartment. They had once been caked in picture frame, decor, etc., and now they were empty, naked. All of the memories that had been made in this apartment, all of the arguments, the break-ups, the make-ups, the sadness, the tears, the happiness, the laughter. All of it seemed to fade away with the remains of our belongings. A sudden sadness overcame me, and I wanted nothing more than to stay here and relive every moment I had ever experienced here, in hopes that I could just take in the surroundings one last time.

"Come on guys", Cameron said packing the last of his things. "It's time to go."

It hadn't taken us long to pack considering we already didn't have much, and what we didn't need we didn't take. 'If it can be replaced it stays' Cameron had said. I took one more look into the rooms, the walls, and ran my fingers along the paint. So, so much pain and joy here, so much was being left behind, along with a piece of me.

•••

"You alright back there?" Cameron asked me as his eyes found me in the rearView mirror. Cameron, Calex, Kylie, and I had rode together in one vehicle, while Alex, my father, Michael, and Madeline had rode in another vehicle together. I leaned my head against the window.

"Yeah I'm fine." I lied. I watched as the rain hit the window, and I remembered back to New York when I had watched the rain that same way. I wondered if it was the same rain, you know how the water cycle works. What if It had been the same rain from New York, just recycled and in California. I thought long about this, and thought about how we ourselves were sort of like raindrops. A never ending cycle, that we called our lives.

"Mack, it won't be so bad. I promise."

"Cameron, it's not the house." I spoke to loudly and looked at a sleeping Calex, and Kylie thankful my voice hadn't woken them up. "It's not the house", I repeated in a whisper. "It's the fact that my child. Our child will be raised in this life."

"And who says that's such a bad thing?" He asked without hesitation. "Maybe it's best she grows up knowing who she is, knowing how to protect herself."

"You really want that kind of a life for our little girl? To grow up not having a childhood? No schooling, just education on demons and monsters and how to kill them?" I asked sarcastically hoping that he would catch on.

"Well yeah." He replied. "It's the best way."

A devilish grin spread across my face, and I rolled my eyes. "You really think that's the best kind of life to give our child? To let her live a life where she is afraid of the things that may be out to get her. Cameron! For crying out loud, were supposed to shield her from those things!" By now I was whisper yelling, but I didn't seem to care anymore. Cameron seemed very uninterested at this point, but I continued.

"She's not supposed to think they're are monsters in her closet or under her bed, much less know for a fact that, that indeed is possible." I stated. Our little girl would deserve better than that.

"You'll understand someday Mack. Wouldn't you much rather have her prepared? Ready to defend herself off from something like these things? What about when we're dead and gone. How will she know to protect herself if she's never taught? If she's never taught well enough?" Cameron's tone had changed. He seemed more into a protective mode now rather than careless cam.

"Whatever Cameron." I didn't feel like arguing anymore. If that's what he wanted to do, fine allow him to think that way. In the end, she would receive the life, I, myself, would choose for her, and if Cameron couldn't handle that, then so be it.

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