Dark (Cameron Dallas Fanfiction)

Chapter 53

Quickly I scramble around my bed for my phone. Once I find it I start to dial Taylor's number. He doesn't answer. "For gods sake" I rub my eyes and look at the time 4 am. Holy Christ. I'm not even tired. I feel like I could anything right now. I'm so utterly and completely disgusted with this whole situation. It's doing a number on my sleeping patterns.

I find a small space on my bed with nothing on it and I curl myself into a ball. I wish I would have gotten to know Aaron. He seemed like such a nice person. I don't understand. My eyes scrunch together. I miss Sam. I grab my phone again and open twitter.

@HolyGilinksy: where the fuck did everyone go?

@Caylenscloud: why is no one posting videos

@Grindonmecam: wait why is no one taking about Alexia she hasn't made a video in time. Probably to busy fucking Cameron.

Caniffbae: holy shit I was just watching tmz and Cameron and Alexia are back together

Wait what the hell, when did tmz start covering youtubers? Odd. Finally my eyes close and I start to drift off.

I wake up by myself at 10 AM. Maybe Taylor will answer now. I quickly grab my phone and see that it's dead. God damn it. I decide against a shower, there's no time.

Moving all the chips and pizza from my bed I get up and haul myself towards my closet. I grab my long tribal print cardigan and put on my white tee shirt and black lulu lemon leggings. I'm getting quite into moccasins lately. It's a possible tragedy. They look like slippers but I'm honestly fine with it. There comfortable so I could careless. I grab my scrunchie for my sock bun and adjust my hair, than makeup.

Someone knocks on my door. "What?" I growl than notice how rude I'm being. "Come in" I change my tone. Jc walks through the door with dark circles around his eyes. Hair grows on his face and he resembles a homeless man. "Your looking good" he puts a smile on his face. Looking around, he covers his nose. "It's fucking stinks in here"

"Yeah I haven't had much time to clean it" I say grabbing my purse. "Where are you going?" Jc raises an eyebrow. "I'm just handing in my internet skills and working on my detective ones" I try to brighten is up.

Jc huffs and sits on my bed. "I know you want to know what happened to Sam and Aaron but you should really just let the investigators do their jobs" Jc looks down.

"But you don't understand I've already gotten so far with this. I might be able to figure it out faster than the police because I know the truth" I try again but Jc shuts me down.

"Alexia" he raises his voice. "Figuring out what happened to them is not going help us get over it" his voice frightening. "It's her" I start. "Mikayla"

Jc shakes his head. "Stop trying to blame people and just face the truth" he walks out. Fucking grumpy. I stop myself from yelling it. I pick up my bag once again and grab my iPad. I should take a picture of my evidence. It's smart thinking. I unlock my iPad and snap some pictures of Mikayla and Riley's names proving that they are related and some of the other papers.

I grab my keys and make it to the gas station with just a minimal amount. Deciding against walking into the store I swipe my card at the machine and head to Nash's Taylor must be there.

"Hey" I say to nash as he answers the door. I don't have the same existent I would have had in my voice a week ago. "Hey" he looks quite alive actually. "Whoa, what drugs are you on?" Giggling I step in. "Nothing actually, me and the boys started seeing a therapist, he's amazing" Nash flashes his teeth. A therapist? I should probably look into one because god damn I have a lot going on. "I would love to talk but where Taylor?" I ask