My brothers best friend

Chapter 1

*** ALISONS POV ***

I woke up at 8 am with the blinds open and the sun in my face. I sat up and went to the bathroom to brush my teeth and hair. When I finished my teeth and put my hair in a messy bun. When I was all done I walked down the steps to see Cam still sleeping on the couch. I decided to get some shampoo out of the closet. I had 600k followers on vine so I would get a lot of loops. I counted to myself. '1, 2, 3' I pulled out my phone and taped it.

"SMACK CAM!!" I smacked him in the face with all the shampoo I can get.

"ALI WHAT THE HELL!" He screamed at me

"Sorry boo but say hello to possibly 600k people watching you be revenged. Mwahaha!" I say to the camera.

"Fuck you." He bluttered.

Man what a nut job he is. Anyways I went to the kitchen and got out Italian bread. I put it in the toaster and waited for it to cook. After about 5 minutes it finished and I took it out and started to spread butter on it.

"Yummy." I muttered as a took a big bite out of it.

"Hey dad can you come here!" I yelled upstairs, no answer. Strange. They were awake when I got up. "Mom! Dad! You guys there?!" I yelled once again. Still no answer. I ran upstairs into their room. I opened the door and started to break down. The window was broken and blood everywhere. Someone murdered my parents in the span of 10 minutes.

"CAMEROOOOOON!!" I screamed. My vision blurred of a waterfall of tears.

"What do you want." He yelled back.

"COME!! NOW!! RIGHT NOW!!" I screamed at him falling to the ground just sitting in front of 2 dead bodies that I truly loved. He walked in and his face was just. In shock.

"MOM!! DAD!! No... THEY CANT BE DEAD NO NEVER NOOO MOM DAD WAKE UP PLEASE." He started to cry even more. They were just pail. He looked over at me on the ground just having a tantrum punching walls kicking and banging on the ground. I had never. I started to rip my clothes and pull my hair and everything. It hurt. But that's what I wanted. Cameron came running over to me and he pulled me into a hug. I-I feel so safe with him, he always calms me down.

"Shhhh stop just calm down." He said softly.

"This isn't happening it's all a dream no no no no our parents are still alive." I said over and over.

"Look, Ali, y-you and I are on our own. Forever. I-I'm so sorry Ali." He said between sobs.

"This is all my fault I don't know how I didn't hear the glass shatter. That should be me on that bed. Pail. Dead. Not here." I cried in his chest.

"No, Ali, don't EVER say that. You are perfect and you do belong here, okay?"

"Okay. Cam... I'm sorry."

"It wasn't you." I pulled away and went to my room to call 911. It rang and someone answered.

"911 what's your emergency." The operator said.

"Hi, yes, uhm, there was a murder in my house my-my parents was killed please come now."

"Okay we are on our way."

I hung up and praised The Lord that person would go to hell.

"You okay Ali?"

"Yea."

We sat on the couch the rest of the day. Just sat there.

When it came to 12 am. Sleep took over me.