Running From The Enemy (Cameron Dallas)

Chapter Seven

Chapter Seven

Cameron's POV:

"I ran away." She said, sending me into shock. Why would she run away from her family and come here? I didn't know what to say.

"Why?" I asked, pleading with my eyes. I pulled her into a hug and held her close to my body. She shook her head, and I squeezed her. "Please?" I pleaded, and she looked at me and then started her story.

"Well, " She started, slipping from my grasp to sit on the floor. I sat down with her and pulled her close. "I was bullied a lot at my school, and my family never really cared about me. They would never help me with the issues at school, even though my friends were there to help me. It turns out that my friends...really weren't my friends. They started to bully me to the point of..." She started to cry. I thought about the possible things that she would do, but she was still here.

"Suicide. I thought about it every day. I cut, and I just went to school, broken. My parents never knew, and they are probably sitting at home, enjoying that they don't have me, but they have my brother and two sisters. They love them, but I was just a mistake to them. They never really believed that I could get a career in singing, they just told me that I was going to amount to nothing in life. I left, knowing that my parents didn't care, but the people I miss are my brother and sisters. They probably hate me now that I'm gone." She said, tears running down her face. I wiped them off with my thumb and we continued to sit on the floor, Spencer close to my body, her arms wrapped around my neck and her head in my chest.

"They don't hate you, I promise. They probably just miss you...don't worry about them anymore." I said, trying to sooth her. I squeezed her, and her head was buried farther into my chest. She sniffled and looked up at me before she got up and grabbed her phone. She sat back in my lap and scrolled through her pictures before she came to a picture of two girls.

"These are my two sisters." She said, handing me the phone. "This was back in 2012." She said, handing me the phone. I looked at the picture and passed it back to Spencer. She locked the screen and pushed her body into me, wrapping her arms around my torso. I put my arms on her shoulders and we sat there.

After about forty five minutes of Spencer crying, she stopped and wiped her eyes. Her makeup was all over her face, but she didn't mind walking past my mom, who was standing at the kitchen door. We had decided to go out and eat, because my stomach was growling. She gathered all her stuff and we walked out, my mom stopping me just as I walked out the door.

"Be nice, Cameron. Be back at ten, and don't mess things up." She said and smiled. I returned the smile and I ran to catch up with Spencer, who was just unlocking her door. She slipped the key out of the door and we walked inside. She threw her stuff on the couch and walked up the stairs and into her bathroom. I sat on the toilet as she washed her face and put on a fresh, thin layer of makeup.

"Ready to go?" I asked after she finished. She nodded and grabbed her phone off the counter. She grabbed her keys and locked the door after I walked out onto her lawn. We walked down 5th Avenue toward the diner on the south-side of Chino Hills. She grabbed my hand and intertwined our fingers together.

Once we got to the diner, we got a booth close to the window and we ordered. As Spencer was ordering, my phone got a notification.

NEW FOLLOWER ON VINE!!!

I opened the app to see who followed me. Some random person among the millions that had a vine. As the waiter walked away, I had an idea.

"Hey, Spencer? Do you know what vine is?" I asked, showing her the screen of my phone. She shook her head and I rolled my eyes. She gave me a weird look and I started to explain. "It's an app where you make six second videos and post them. You can get a spot on the MagCon tour like I did. Just sing and maybe you could come with me!" I said a little too loudly. Everyone looked at us and glared, and Spencer just laughed. I was glad that she had gotten over her thing with her story.

After we ate, we walked to the beach and sat on the dock. She intertwined our fingers again and we stared off into the sunset. I took my phone out of my pocket and took a picture of the side of her face. I posted it to Instagram and captioned it,

'Like my new babe? She's beautiful.'

I got a thousand likes in a minute, and as well as comments:

'She's a whore, date me Cammy!!'

'Wow, you classify that as beautiful? Wow.'

'Awe, NOT! She's hideous compared to me.'

'Good job Cameron. She's beautiful.'

I made sure that I followed the last person who made the good comment. I put my phone on the dock and we just sat there, our fingers clashing together, and our feet in the salty water. It was the perfect moment, and I genuinely wanted this moment to never end.

After a while, a few girls walked over and just had to ruin our moment.

"Hey Cameron!" One said, making me turn around to look at the three. "Um...hi." I said. "Who's this?" Another one sneered. I looked taken aback and answered, "My...uh..girlfriend." She glared at Spencer, and I squeezed her hand. "Really? Her? She's ugly." The first one said, causing Spencer to let go of my hand and run off toward the entry to the beach. I sighed and got up. I grabbed my phone and the girls laugh. I glared at all of them and they just kept laughing.

"You guys are terrible. Don't talk to me again." I sneered and walked toward the entry. I followed the tracks in the sand toward where Spencer could have gone. I couldn't find her, and I started to worry. I walked past an alley, and I heard a cry. I looked back and saw Spencer, crouched against the wall, her face buried in her hands.

"Spencer, it's okay. I'm here." I said, walking into the darkness and picking her up. "Everything will be okay, I have you." I said as I carried her home.

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This was a long chapter...but how was it? I know, a LOT happens in one day, but I needed to make this long for you guys and I needed her to come out to Cameron. So, don't forget to comment and vote, and go and follow me for more. I'm thinking about coming out with a new book soon.

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