cameron's little sister; n.g.

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the only reason i called him was  because he was the only one i could call at the moment. "hi papa" i said. he sounded shocked, "ariel?" "i wanted to talk. i feel like i never gave you a chance to be my real father" ariel, i'm sorry i left. i felt miserable after i left and your mom wouldn't let me back in her life! and-" i cut him off mid- sentence, "dad, it's okay. i forgive you. i'm tired of not having a mature person by my side. cameron is so stupid sometimes!" dad laughed and i laughed too. "i'm so glad you're accepting me" dad said through the phone. i could tell he was smiling even though i couldn't see it. "sooo, dad? cameron is sort of in... some.... trouble?" i said nervously. "what kind?" he said. "with the cops.." "WHAT?" WHERE IS HE RIGHT NOW?" "he's getting driven to the station. everyone followed but i didn't want to go. i already caused all of this to-" "ariel. what did you do?" i sigh, "i went on a date with wes. we kissed. nash saw. nash beat up wes. wes beat up nash. i yelled at nash. nash slapped me. i went inside crying. cameron saw. cameron ran outside and beat up nash till he basically couldn't breathe. cops came. ambulance came. cops took cameron. ambulance took nash. and here i am." i took a breath. "ariel,  NO MORE BOYS AND I MEAN IT" he hung up. shit. now what do i do? i'm so fucking stupid.