Will We Ever Be?

Chapter 2: Making a Tough Descision

[Cameron's Point of View]

I can't believe I'm doing this to her again. She doesn't deserve to even think about going through this again. I know she's a smart girl, but God only knows what he'll do when I'm not home. Emma for God's sake better not do anything stupid. I swear I was close to murdering her last time.

I guess here goes nothing.

"I'm going to on Magcon tour and dad's not gonna be there so your gonna be alone, again" I said slowly. I cautiously watch for her next move, I'd rather not be a dead body, Jessie become America's most wanted criminal. "But there's always the chance that something will come up and you can have Emma stay over," I adds with a smile that showed all my teeth. I think it can off more creepy than pleasant.

"Because that worked so well last time?" she whispers, her voice cracking slightly. God, I hate making her cry. It was like my job as a big brother was wrong and I feel like I'm so close to getting fired or something.

"Jessie you need to understand that Magcon is just as big a part of my life, as you and dad are. My friends are my family as well," I explain, trying to make her understand my reasons for leaving. "Please try and see this from my prospective. You're going to be fine," I assure her. If anything, what I said only seemed to make her angrier.

Damn.

"Oh I'm sorry Cameron! I didn't realize you were a fucking fortune teller!" she shouts. I stare shocked at her outburst and before I could comprehend what was happening any further, Jessie had already ripped the car door open and sped off in the opposite direction. I should've knew she wouldn't understand this. It was too much for her to handle with such a rushed statement. Maybe I should have waited more time?

Was I too quick to tell her? Maybe I should have done what I did last time...?

Okay scratch that, it's a bad idea.

After the last time this happened, lets just say that I never left her side. Ever. I know that I'm overprotective at times, but I'm just trying to make sure that she sees how much I care for her and don't want any douchebags messing with her. I know what some guys are like and they can be heartless pricks sometimes.

I ran out of the car in the same direction Jessie ran. I stopped dead in my tracks when I saw her body fall limbly onto the hard sidewalk. Damn girl never watches where she's going.

I run fast to catch her just in time before her head hit the ashfault. If I wasn't there, she'd probably be suffering from a concussion right about now.

"Jessie, oh my god! Please be okay!" I please, rubbing my thumb up and down her cheek for any response. She hates when people do this, thinks their too much of a romantic gesture. Well fuck being romantic, my baby sister might not wake up!

I picked her up and carry her bridal style to my car, laying her down on the back seats. I call my dad on the way to tell him what happened and rushed to the nearest hospital.

Please be alright, I prayed in my head. I don't know what I was going to do if something happened to her.

Okay I think, I'm overthinking this. I mean, she only fell, maybe all she has is a broken arm or something?

Sure, she ran right into a street light, and if this were any other time I would have been laughing my head off, but now it's serious. I can already predict that she's going to want to rip my head off when she wakes up.

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[Jessie's Point of View]

I woke up to a bright light.