Alone [Cameron Dallas]

Chapter 47♚

Siena :

I grabbed her head and held it upward. The blood was constantly flowing. Her wound unable to be missed.

"M-M-MOM!" I screamed.

"Siena," she barley whispered.

"Why are you here, how, what?"

"I knew he was going to come. I had to stop him. After you left I was so pissed I gave him the idea. But now, I would give the world to take that day back."

"Mom, but why?"

"I'm so sorry. I-I-I love you, Siena."

"Mom!"

And there she lay. Dead from regret, not the bullet. Dead from misery, and disappointment.

I reached down and lifted her head even higher. I cupped her cheeks and swept a piece of hair behind her ear.

"I love you too, mom."

The police and ambulance pulled up minutes later. The man had to ply my hands off of her. I was told I wasn't aloud to go into the ambulance. I knew she was dead, I just didn't want to believe it.

Cameron wrapped his arms around my waist, holding me from behind. I twisted my body so my face was buried into his chest. His hands stroked the back of my hair as he lead me backwards into an empty booth. He sat on the edge and I stood between his legs, crying uncontrollably.

It felt could to let it out. Just not like this. Why, even through all the shit, why was she the one who had to die.

Cameron :

I held Siena tight as she tried into my chest. My original blue sweatshirt was now a deep colored stained. Black streaks were found in the middle. I ran my hands through her hair. One hand on the small of her back, the other around her shoulders. I held her as tight as possible, hopeful it would make her feel safe.

We left 20 minutes later. Siena had finally calmed herself down to an almost numbing point. I carried her inside the house and into our room.

I laid her down on the bed as she wrapped her arms around my neck. She began kissing me. Suddenly deepening the kiss.

I pulled back and left for downstairs. I began making her dinner as she walked down the stairs.

A trail of blood followed her, her arm covered in blood. The object in her right hand dropped to the floor with a thud. Siena fell to her knees crying as I pulled out my phone and called 911. On the phone, I ran over to Siena and pushed a wash rag to her wrist.

"Please, baby. Baby, don't leave me."

With that the ambulance pulled up. They settled Siena in and I hopped into the back with her. I held tight onto her fine arm and constantly kissed her lips, not caring who was around to see.

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