Curly Hair and Skinny Jeans

Chapter 14- Changing POV

I might be switching POV in this chapter between Cameron and Harry...maybe even Skylar o.O

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And...without further ado (did that make me sound fancy) C h a p t e r 14 of Curly Hair and Skinny Jeans !

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I shut my laptop and sat up in disbelief. Skylar set this whole thing up? Or was I just going insane. I needed to figure things out and soon. I still couldn't belive she would do something like this. I knew she had problems, but to have me killed? Or even have Harry killed! That was just ugh ! No ! And the fact her dad would let her hire a hitman...what was the world coming to?!

I looked over at my clock and saw the time: 5am. It was to early to figure anything out, so I'd just lay back and close my eyes and hopefully have a dream-free sleep, serene and calm. Maybe even comforting...I guess I'd find out when I woke up later in the day.

"Cam" A strange voice called to me, "Cam? you there? It's Mikey."

"Mikey !? Is it really you ?!" I looked around me and everything was white. I was in some sort of strange room of some kind.

"Well, Cam, not really. I'm dead." I could see Mikey clearly infront of me. I was dreaming, cause dream Mikey was right, he was dead.

"Wha-What happened. That night." I looked at Mikey and he looked sad, I saw a tear fall from his silver, grey eye.

"Um, it's a strange story Cam. Not strange, but I don't know if you want to hear the details..." Mikey sniffled and continued to look at the floor. I stared at him as my eyes teared up. Choking out the words I told him I wanted to hear everything.

"The night of the concert, mom and I were at home, doing nothing like always. She had figured you went home with Skylar and slept over, she called you and you didn't answer. The next day when she called Skylar, she found out you weren't at Skylar's house and they didn't know where you were. Mom got worried and we took separate cars and looked for you, it was raining and we met up at home. Mom decided we'd both go and look around for you near the Prudential Center where you saw the concert. Well," Mikey was breaking out in tears, he could barely talk without letting out more tears, "The rain was pouring down harder, there were flood warnings and Mom wouldn't slow down, she hadn't slept and was crazy. I tried to calm her down, I did and her phone was ringing from her purse in the back, Skylar was calling and I was trying to get the phone for her. She got tired of waiting and swung back to get it herself. She um...she started losing her grip on the wheel and started to hydroplane. It was terrible Cam, you have no idea. And that's when a large truck came and almost hit us when we were mid-hydroplane. I don't know how, but the truck got under the front of the car and we flipped and a bunch of other cars hit us. By that time, I saw mom, her arm was dislocated and flopping around from reaching in the back seat. She was screaming and it...it was jus-just heartbreaking. Glass had enlodged itself into her face and the side of my head, I could feel the blood rushing down my face and mom was just screaming, the pain was unreal. Then, a final car impacted us near the winshield, glass spurted out at us and mom died instantly when a shard sliced the artery in her neck, her blood...it um...it sprayed all over me and I nearly vomitted everywhere. Cam, you couldn't even imagine it." Mikey broke out in silent tears. I saw them smoothly travel down his face.

"The-then what happened to you." I was crying, I almost puked at the thought of seeing it, but I could imagine the whole scenario.

"I...I um...Tried to get out of the car. My leg was split, like it had cracked by my knee and the middle of my lower leg. The bones were splintering and coming through the skin. I'm pretty sure my ribs were broken too, it had become hard and painful to breath. And i tried and tried to get out of the demolished car, or what was left of a car. I was covered in blood, my own and mom's, and my own vile puke...I couldn't hold it in anymore. And when I was nearly out of the car, I saw the flashing lights of police and ambulence cars. Everything was blurry and I could barely breathe with every breath becoming shorter and quicker. That's when my asthma kicked in...but before the asthma attack...one of my ribs that were broken punctured my lungs and I slowly suffocated; internally." Mikey was on his knees bawling. I couldn't help but join him on the white floor of the strange white room we were in. I cried with Mikey, my dead brother. I didn't know he could remember all the events that happened.