the runaway | jcc ✧˚.

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*trigger warning; self harm*

Jc's POV

I woke up from the nap without Cameron next to me. I looked in front of me to check the clock on the wall.

12:28am.

I assumed Cam was just getting a glass of water or a snack in the middle of the night like she always does, so I turned back over and attempted to fall back asleep.

Until I heard a sob.

"Worthless. Idiotic. Stupid. U-ugly." I heard a whisper and then a faint sound of a slit following each word.

Oh, please God, no.

I hopped to my feet and followed the noises. I reached the bathroom and knocked on the door, trying my best to stay calm.

"C-Cameron? Are you in there?" I stuttered, trying to hold my tears back. I placed the side of my head against the door,

"Uh-uhm yeah. Just a minute." She said and sniffled. I heard the shuffling of boxes and metal scraping against each other. And then, water running and bandaids being opened and finally, sleeves being pulled down.

I heard her unlocking the door as she opened it and immediately saw the spots of blood behind her. She saw me staring at it and turned around and sighed in regret. "Fuck."

"C-Cameron. Why didn't you tell me, I could've helped you. W-What makes you feel like you should... do that?" A tear slipped from my eye.

She pulled me in the bathroom, cleaned up the blood and had me sit on the toilet seat. She got undressed and started a bath.

She took off the bandaids and showed me her wrists and thighs and the backs of her shins. "I-I'm sorry I've never noticed, Cameron. I hate to say it, but you do such a good job at hiding them and your feelings." She nodded and slid into the bath, letting herself soak in the water. She looked like she had something she wanted to say.

"Talk to me." I said, sympathetically, attempting to stay strong and okay for her.

"I'm a fucking runaway, Jc. My parents are fuck ups, I've been living with a so called ""dad"" that wasn't even my real fucking dad, I smoke weed and can't control it, and my problems keep following me. I got kidnapped this week and shot and tortured by your ex for crying out loud. My life is better off not existing for the sakes of others." A tear slid from her eye, her not loosing eye contact with the wall in front of her.

I sat next to the tub and took her hand out of the bath. She winced at the cold touch of the material and her freshly cut and cleansed wrist.

"Sorry." I apologized and quickly put a cloth underneath her wrist.

I looked her in her eyes even though she wasn't looking in mine and began talking to her, not holding a filter back on what I was saying.

"Then let me be your light and purpose. I promise I'll never hurt you. I'll love you endlessly and spoil you with all things wanted by you and cover you with kisses and play with your hair when your sleeping. I-I'll scratch your back and massage it too, I'll do anything for you. I've grown to love the shit out of you, Cameron. You mean the absolute world to me. Be mine. Be my girlfriend, Cameron. I'll give you the universe." I sighed. I can't believe I was pleading for her, I sounded so desperate but I don't care. If I want someone or something in life, I'm gonna get it. And I know I want Cameron and I know that I never want to hurt her.

She took me by the back of my neck and pulled me in for a kiss. A feeling in my stomach grew tight and knotty.

"I love you, Jc." She pulled back.

"I love you, Cameron."

im so sorry i havent updated like any of my books at all for 2 months, ive been on BABEFANDOMS where i write and work on drafts im probably never gonna publish 🤷🏻‍♀️ idk . ily all, if you want me to update a certain book, lmk now so i can update them now while i feel like it <3 .