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- Cameron's POV -

I slowly opened my eyes, adjusting to the light. I looked around, confused by where I was.

"Where am I?" I mumbled. "Your in the hospital." said some guy as he walked over to me. "What? Why? And who are you?" I asked. "I'm your brother, Weston. You you in a plane crash on your way to meet me." He said.

"Sammy!" I said remembering what happened. "He's here." Weston said. "Is he okay?" I asked nervously. "He's in a coma" said Weston. "Oh." I said. My eyes began to water but I didn't let it get to me.

"He will be okay" I thought. "He'll be okay" Weston said. "Where's dad?" I asked changing the subject. "In the hall talking to our mother." he said. "Can you please get both of them?" I asked. He nodded his head yes and then went to get them.

Weston came back a few minutes later, followed by my parents. "What the fuck is wrong with you? Running away to people you don't even know!" My mother yelled at me. I didn't say anything back.

"I see why she didn't tell you." Weston mumbled under his breath. "Cameron, would you like to come live with me?" My father asked me. "Yes please. Anything to get any from this women." I said, mumbling the last part.

My mother began to walk to the door. "I don't ever wanna see you again." She said. Then she left. That's the last time I'll ever see my mother again.

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thanks Woahits_hailey for the idea!