I was looking at the picture for a while now, then I felt a presence behind me. I turned around with a loud gasp. " what'cha looking at?" Cameron then spoke. " Um.. aaa, I was jus-" I stuttered but then suddenly cut off "It's okay I know what you were looking it's not what you think okay, they just me to put me back in a foster home and I..." he began to choke like he was about to cry. " Um can you tell me if that's okay with you?"I asked a bit curious. " well since I ever remember, I was an orphan I never was loved never had a family never had a "perfect" life. I was just in a abusive foster home where the husband had hit his wife and I stepped in. I got knocked out and didn't wake until 3 days later. I was locked up in a room without any food or water. But thankfully the wife had brought some while her husband was at work. Before that I was in a orphanage. The manager of it was a drug lord. He didn't care about none of those kids in there. He only used us for labor. He would have me bag up the stuff and sell outside of the local park, I didn't want to do it but that's how I got food, water,and a place to sleep. where I just left with the abusive husband I ran away this morning I saw a window open and no one was home I just wanted something to eat and somewhere somewhat safe to sleep. And I'm sorry for scaring you I can leave now if you wan-" he said with a tear slipping out from his very beautiful innocent eyes." No no no I want you to stay I would like to have a friend here, it gets pretty lonely in here." I said with a small laugh. He joined in and nodded his head as a thank you no longer with the sorrow in his eyes. " umm could I ask you a question though?" He said " assure shoot." I replied, " why were you crying earlier ?" He asked concerned. Then I suddenly remembered what happened today and started to sob. " It was these kkkkiidds at school they, they were bullying me, and and -". I stuttered not being able to breath properly."shhh, it's gonna be ok I'm here for you don't worry." Cameron said taking me in his arms comforting me in a way only my dad did. He stroked my hair laying back on the bed with me engulfed in his arms rocking me, and before I knew I was out cold.
Well this is chapter three I'm sorry if it's late but I had a lot of school work to get done but please comment for another story I might start another story for the dolan twins or anyone you guys might want. And also I might do SMUT if someone request for it like to be personalized. But you have to comment WHO, WHERE, HOW YOU WANT IT, and if you want it to be SWEET at the end.

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Fanfiche's a wanted refugee she's a shamed of her body hoping to find a true friend to talk to. there's a plot bubbling up already. Will they meet will he get caught and sent to prison . Will she get depress. read to find out.