Scary times.

                                    

                                          
Braylin's POV
                          
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I looked at Nash as soon as i saw Cam go upstairs assumingly to his room.
                          
"What did you say to him?!" I asked Nash.
                          
"I just told him that if he breaks my sisters heart i will kill him." He explains, as we sit in the couch.
                          
"And?" 
                          
"That he needs to back away from Nessa because she has a boyfriend." He adds after i forces him to.
                          
"Thats her name? Ugh she even has a cute name. Thank you for talking to him Nash." I say, leaning over to hug him. 
                          
He rubbed my back as we leaned away.
                          
"Anytime sis, Anytime.".
                          
***3 hours later***
                          
"Cameron has been up there for a while, dont you think?"I ask Nash. 
                          
"Yeah i will go check on him." Nash says. 
                          
"No, it's okay i will." I say as i playfully push him back down on the couch.
                          
I walk up the stairs and turn left into my room. "What the hell am i doing?" I said to myself laughing as i left the room and went into Cams. 
                          
"Cam?" I said, knocking on his door. No answer.
                          
I Slowly open the door and see Cameron face first into his pillow, lying on his stomach.
                          
"Cameron?"
                          
"Hhhmmmph." Is all he could mumble out.
                          
"Can we talk?" I asked him.
                          
He sat up and i screamed in shock. 
                          
"Cameron!" He had a long cut going from the end of his eyebrow to his cheek bone. "Cam who did this?" I yelled nervously. "Was it Nash?"
                          
"No." Is all he said. 
                          
"Did you?" I asked quietly. 
                          
A tear dripped from his eye as he slowly nodded his head yes.
                          
"Cameron. Let's go." I said as i grabbed his hand, bringing him into the main bathroom.
                          
"Is everything okay?!" Nash said all hyper. You could tell that e ran to the bathroom, probably from my yelp of terror.
                          
"Whoa, Cam... what happened." Nash asked. 
                          
Cameron said nothing.
                          
"Can you leave us for a minute." I asked Nash. He gave a weak smile and left.
                          
A few minutes ticked away while i cleaned Cameron's face without a word from either if us.
                          
"Are you going to tell me why you did this?" I asked him as i stopped what i was doing and stared at his pale face looking down. He said nothing.
                          
"Since when was the floor so interesting?" I added with a slight laugh.
                          
He gave a small smile.
                          
"Cameron." I said, pulling him into a hug. He birdied his bandaged face into the crook if my neck and tightly hugged me back.
                          
I rubbed his back, making circles. He started sobbing. 
                          
"Cameron Alexander... Cam you can talk to me." I said, still in the same position. 
                          
The silence besides him sobbing went on for about 10 minutes. I felt so bad not knowing what to do and why he felt this way. Was it my fault? What else could Nash have said to make him this way? What if something has been on his mind for a long time that he never told anyone and he is fed up and broke down from it? 
                          
As he calmed down a little i spoke up. "Tell me when your ready okay babe?" 
                          
He nodded and we went into his room and went on youtube. We watched a few O2L videos to cheer him up a bit.
                          
"I'm ready." He said.
                          
"Okay whats up?" I replied bracing my self.
                          
"No ready to leave. I'm tired." He replied quietly.
                          
I didn't know what to say. "Stop" i said.
                          
I started to cry for him. He held my hand as i held his.
                          
"Wh- why are you with me?" He asked nervously.
                          
"What do you mean?"
                          
"Why aren't you dating H-Harry?"
                          
*******
                          
A/N OH SNAP.
                          
Tell me what you thought. Ily
                          
~Bay