Brokenhearted (a Taylor Caniff fanfic )

Chapter 5

He stood in the doorway his eyes plastered on me, and it wasn't because I was naked. No one spoke, there was an immense silence.

Cameron slowly sauntered past Haley over to me. He looked down at my naked body, painted red with blood. He reached over to the sink and grabbed the towel I had placed there, he spread it out and picked me up, wrapping the towel halfway around me. He carried my bridal style, past Haley, and into the room. He gently placed me on the bed and turned to go back into the bathroom. He came back moments later carrying a first aid kit. He sat beside me. Neither of us saying a word as he grabbed my arm and began to clean around the open cuts. It burned a little but it was something I had gotten use too it didn't really hurt anymore. It was almost as if my arm had become numb. He then placed a bandaid over the cuts before returning back to the bathroom.

He came back with my clothes and placed them beside me.

"Get dressed sweetie, I'm gonna help Haley clean the bathroom. Let me know once you're finished, I want to talk to you" he stated before leaving once again.

Uh oh.

That's the last thing I need. A lecture on why I shouldn't cut, how people love me and would be hurt if I died. You see... the thing is, no one loves me. I have no one. Except for maybe Haley, but I'm not a good friend anyhow. I'm just hurting her. She would be so much better off with out me. She wouldn't have to worry about me anymore. Let's face it. After this summer she'll go back home to her loving family and I'll be all alone, probably living in the streets or in a shelter. So why prolong the goodbye. I should just leave while I have the chance.

I let my mind wonder as I put on a pair of navy blue Sophie shorts and a tie dye oversized t shirt. I went to the mirror beside my bed and began to brush my wet nappy hair. I pulled it to the top of my head in a messy bun and tied a red bandana around the circumference of my head.

I slowly walked to the bathroom door to see Haley and Cam cleaning around the tub.

"Umm... I'm dressed..." I looked down not making eye contact. I felt two arms wrap around me. I knew immediately it was Haley. She let out a small sob into my should.

"I'm sorry I yelled I you... I was just scared... I.." she said in between sobs. I rubbed small circles on her back.

"It's okay. I deserved it. I'm sorry i keep hurting you." I said in a sympathetic tone. A tear breaking free from my eye. We stood there clinging to each other for the longest time before Cameron came over to us. He grabbed my hand intertwining my little fingers into his.

"Come on." He said pulling me through the door.

He kept a strong grip on my hand, as he led me over to the elevator.

"Where are we going" I asked curiously.

"You'll see." I knew he wouldn't tell me but I thought I would at least give it a try. I hate surprises. Ugh. I just want to go to bed. I don't want to hear this.

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