Chapter 1

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A/N: Hey y'all. So the pic is of Cami. I will work as hard as I can to make this an enjoyable book and publish as often as possible. If y'all feel there is something I can do to change something I'm all ears for any ideas. So go ahead and comment away. Thanks

-Cami's P.O.V.-

"Daniel Geffrey Anderson, you better give me the remote before I strangle the life from you, little boy." I gritted my teeth while I stood on one side of the table and my nine year old brother stood on the other.

"You can't!" He taunted while sticking his tongue out "Mom will kill you before she let that happen, Care Bear." I growl at the mention of my horried nickname. Gawd why couldn't they call me something else?

"Yeah well lucky for you she isn't here now is she? I've watched enough Criminal Minds to make your death look like an accident, Dani..." I gave him a sinister smile to let him know I wasn't kidding. He gulped then tried to make a run for the bathroom. Although he should of thought that through more carefully. I run every morning and chasing down a nine year old isn't that hard.

I grabbed him and pinned him to the floor. We wrestled for a good ten minutes before we heard a key enter the lock in the front door. Mom was home...like the speed of light we both scrambled for the couch. She hated it when we fought over things. Especially since I was suppose to be the responsible one. The joys of being in my senior year of high school and almost eighteen.

Mom rounded the corner and looked suspiciously at the two of us. I smiled at her and the look seemed to melt away. She smiled back.

"What have you two been up to while I was gone? Not bickering again I hope.." She gave us quizing look.

"Naw, Care Bear and I were just watching Criminal Minds." Smiled Dani. The little turd was the angel of the family. Well what was left of our family....

"Yeah mom. Just watching TV with my little brother." I forced a smile. My mom just rolls her eye at us knowing that we were both lying. Dani stuck his tongue out at me when she turned her back to him.

"I wish you two could just get along. Is it really that hard?" She asked rubbing her temples, indicating one of her terrible migraines were coming one.

"I'll get you some of your meds then I've got to head to Becca's house to study" I murmured not wanting to cause her anymore grief.

She mumbled something about 'If only dad was still around'. My heart stopped at the mention of my dad.

"Yeah well he's not, Mom. So just move on already." I spit before storming to my room. My bedroom door was slammed shut and then I had my face buried in my pillows sobbing. There was a little knock on my door but I ignored it.

My bed dipped under the weight of another person. I felt a hand start stroking the back of my head. I tried to stop a sob but it fought its way out. My mom pulled me into her embrace to comfort me.

"I'm sorry sweetheart. I shouldn't have said that. It was uncalled for. I've just been stressed lately and I'm worried about you and dani." She softly spoke.

"Nine months .....and eleven days..." I said through my tears. She looked down at me and I could see a tear slide down her face as well.

"I know...I know." She said as she pulled me into a tighter hug and we both sobbed.

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"Cam....Cam....Cam....Bitch you better wake your ass up before I get the garden hose and shove it up your nose."

"Shut up, Becca. If you couldn't tell I'm trying to sleep." I grumbled into my pillow. The next thing I knew my body became very cold....and wet. I screamed and jumped out of bed.

My best friend stood on the other side of my bed with a big empty bowl in her hands with an evil smirk in her face. If looks could kill she would be so dead a thousand times over.

"Awe how sweet of you to get up to hang out with me. You didn't have to do that." She said in a very overly sweet voice. I felt like wrapping my fingers around her throat and squeezing the life right out of her.

I'm not usually this violent. I've just been in a mood lately. Not the whole monthly mood but just the normal bad mood kind of stuff. Becca threw the bowl on the floor and brushed her hands off making it look like she just accomplished something really important.

"I'm going to kill you, you do realize that?" I responded my fists clenched and my jaw was so tensed that I was beginning to get a headache. She just simply shrugged her shoulders.

"I just thought you would like to know some very interesting information..." She said as if it was boring while checking her finger nails.

"And what would that be?" I asked slightly interested. She smiled and plopped into my computer chair kicking her feet up on to my desk.

"It has to do with a very hot guy and you." She stated. Yup she definitely had my attention now and she knew it.

"Continue." I said sitting on the side of my bed where it wasn't wet.

"Dimitri Williams wants to ask you out..." She was trying to say in a calm voice but it began to get high pitcher and we both screamed. Dimitri Williams wants to ask me out!!! Dimitri Williams!!! The QB at Fairway High School...the most popular guy at school...wants to ask me out!!

My mind was racing. I couldn't believe it. Wait, how did Becca hear this? I looked at Becca and her smile slowly faded from her face.

"Where did you hear this?" I asked looking at suspiciously at her. She became nervous and started to fidget with the helm of her shirt.

"Um...its not important, Cam." Her replied. I became nervous also. She was my best friend, we tell each other everything and now she was hiding things from me.

"It is important, Bec. How am I supposed to be able to know this is creditable information if you won't tell me your source?"

"I can't tell you. I'm sorry, Cam. But I just can't. I'm so sorry." She said as she ran for my door. I just stood there frozen totally lost to what just happened. I could hear her run down the stairs and out the front door.

My best friend was keeping secrets from me. This is not how things are suppose to go. We tell each other everything. Well we used to anyways...

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