Promises

Chapter 38

"Ready."

We smile at each other

Taylor and I grab her stuff and we check her out at the front desk.

Once we step outside, Natalie stops and closes her eyes. The spring California air blows against her face and makes her hair go back.

My sister is seriously so pretty. Her hair has gotten longer and her face is perfect without make up. She's seriously even more prettier when the sun shines against her skin. It makes it glow and her eyes become a much lighter brown in the sun, almost like Matthews when he looks into the sun. They make such a cute couple.

"Natalie, come on. There is people waiting at home." I smile.

She opens her eyes and smiles back at me. "I'm going Cammy."

She pulls her sweater sleeves down to where it covers her scars and she quickly walks by my side.

I slightly chuckle.

"What's so funny?" She asks looking up at me.

I look down at her.

"You're short."

She glares at me an stands on her tippy toes.

"Not true, look how tall I- Iam." She stutters trying to keep her balance.

Taylor chuckles and places his arm on Natalie's right shoulder.

"Natalie, even on your tippy toes, you're  still not tall enough." He says looking at her.

She groans and places her heels down.
We giggle at her and Taylor hands me her stuff.

I look at him confused. "What are you doing?" I ask.

He winks. "This."

He runs to Natalie who's ahead and sweeps her off her feet.

She screams.

I giggle and look at them as Natalie kicks her feet while Taylor carries her bride style.

Giggles fill the air.

"Taylor!" She giggles.

"Come on guys, we're ganna be late." I remind Taylor and unlock the doors of my car.

Natalie looks at Taylor then at me with confused eyes.

"Hop in." Taylor tells Natalie as he places her back down.

She nods her head and hops in.

I look at him as he makes his way to the passenger side.

"Ten bucks she's ganna ask what going on?" I grin.

He shakes his head. "No, I know she is and I'm not taking that risk."

I laugh and open the driver door.

"Cameron?" Natalie asks getting ready to ask what's going on.

I look at her through the mirror. "Natalie, buckle up."

She huffs. "You treat me like a seven year old." She mumbles.

I laugh. "Sometimes you act like a seven year old."

She gasps and does an offended face.

Taylor laughs causing her to laugh as I turn the car on.

*Famous singer and YouTuber tries taking her life after reading hate. Little Ms. Dallas has checked out of the hospital today. Doc-*