Alone [Cameron Dallas]

Chapter 8♚

Siena:

"Ugh Cameron, don't you have any food in this house?"

"Open the door to your right."

I open the door to find a huge pantry full of food. I decided on some chips, a bag of skittles, and a bottle of water.

"Did you want anything?"

"No I'm g...DID YOU TAKE MY SKITTLES?"

"Yeah, why?"

"Don't. Touch. My. Skittles."

"Hmm what are you gonna do about it?" I asked with a smirk.

"I can't believe you woman. Eat my skittles, take me clothes, and now let me guess, you wanna sleep in my bed, again."

"Well yeah, this is what you signed up for buddy."

"Then I can't date a girl who steals my skittles."

"I can't date a boy who likes skittles more than his girlfriend," I spoke, crossing my arms over my chest jokingly.

"What movie do you wanna watch?" Cameron asked.

"Umm, I don't care."

"Scary movie it is."

"I change my mind, anything but scary movies."

"Awe don't worry, I'll keep you safe."

"Fine."

Cameron started the movie and I snuggled up next to him. I placed my head on his chest as he wrapped his arm around my waist.

During the middle of the movie Cameron got up to go use the bathroom. When he didn't come bad for a good 10 minutes I contemplated whether looking for him was a good idea of not.

I chose not.

Suddenly, something grabbed my ankle pulling me down to the ground.

"AHHHHH!!! CAMERON DALLAS I HATE YOU!"

"Awe baby, don't hate me," he laughed.

"Ha. Ha. Real funny!"

Cameron was now hovering over me as I lay on my back. He lowered his face so it was centimeters away.

"Can I kiss you?" He asked

"Mmmm...i suppose."

Lowering himself completely he brought his lips to mine. We stayed like that until a dog came in and began growling at me.

"Jake. Hey buddy," Cameron said rubbing the dogs head.

"This is your dog?"

"Yeah isn't he adorable?"

"I something even cuter," I said leaning back up, making the kiss begin again.

•

I awoke in Cameron's bed, dressed in his clothes. I stood up groaning as I saw him on the balcony.

"Cammy," I sighed walking up and wrapping my arms around his waist.

"Good morning, Beautiful."

"Why're you outside?"

"I don't know...its nice out."

"Mmhhmm." I hummed, stepping on my tippy toes, kissing his cheek.

"What do you want for breakfast. We can go out or make something."

"Let's make something," I giggled.

He laughed but obliged.

•

When we got down stairs we decided on eggs, bacon, and pancakes.

As Cameron began making the pancake mix I took the opportunity. I grabbed an egg, smashed it in my hand and smacked Cameron lightly in the cheek.

"What the fuck is this babe?" He laughed clawing at the gooey substance.

He reached over and grabbed a handful of pancake mix, smacking my cheek.

"Oww," I began fake crying, "Cam that really hurt. I can't open my eye."

"Oh my god, babe, I'm so sorry."

As he knelt down next to me I grabbed a handful of pancake mixed and rubbed it all over his face.

"Got cha!"

•

After about two hours, that involving cleaning up and getting more ingredients, the food was finally done. I was showering when it finished so Cameron brought it upstairs and we ate in bed.

"I don't wanna go home, ever." I laughed, causing Cameron to look at me.

"Why?"

"My mom, she's not a good one lets just say. And the last time I saw my dad, well, I used to be his punching bag."

"Siena, have you told anyone?"

"Not besides you really. My mom doesn't even know. My parents got divorced when I was 12 and my dad always said it was all my fault. So he hit me," A tear slid down my cheek as I stood up to walk outside. I went onto the balcony and grabbed hold of the railing.

"I remember," I said turning around to face him, "Walking home one day from the library. I had walked in holding a book. My dad... he grabbed it and scoffed at me for reading it. That's when he began punching me. I fell to the ground and he started kicking me. That was the worst it had gotten. That night I ended up in the hospital with a major concussion, a broken nose and two broken fingers. I told my mom I fell off the swing set. She didn't believe me, no one did."

"Siena, why didn't you tell anybody this?" Cameron asked wiping the tears from under my eyes.

"Because I was afraid. Afraid they were going to judge me. Afraid I was going to get in trouble for not telling sooner. Scared he was going to find out and I'd have to go through all of that again. If no one knows, nothing can happen."

"Hey look at me. I would never let him hurt you, ever."

"Thank you."

"Of course," he whispered in my ear, kissing the top of my head, then my forehead.

My phone began buzzing. Cameron was close so I told him to answer it for me.

"Hello?" He asked the caller, "umm, no she's not going to talk to you...I'm her boyfriend...fine. Goodbye," He hung up the phone and walked back over to me.

"Who was it?" I asked Cameron holding his hand.

"It was your dad."

"What did he want?"

"He said he's back, he just kept repeating that over and over again."