Something Different

“Cass? I don’t think I got another in me, baby.” I said as she smiled handing a thumb drive to the DJ.

She sat at my keyboard and techno-shit started. I looked at her confused as she looked back at me smiling. I was never a Tiffany fan. “Children behave, that’s what they said when we were together, Camron.” Talk about outing someone.

“And watch how you play, they’d never understand, so we ran just as fast as we can, Cam. Holding on to one another’s hand, Camron.” And I looked at her with, really eyes.

“I’m sorry I was trying to get away into the night, then you put your arms around me and I tumbled to sleep.” She had to be looking at our Grandparents.

“I think we’re alone now, there doesn’t seem to be anyone around now, the beating of our hearts is the only sound now.” My little fuckin sister told me we should be a brother and sister act.

The techno-shit did a ring around the whole club. “Look at the way… we had to hide what we were doing, Cam. What would they say??? If they only knew, Camron? We ran just as fast as we can, Cam. Holding on to one another’s hand. I think I’m alone now.” And I saw sorrow in her eyes.

Nathan’s POV

I was still between their Grandparents, talk about cuming out? Was she faking when she came in a week ago? Was she faking all the nights she found his bed? Were their parents happy they slept in the same bed so they didn’t have to deal?

“Look at the way we got to hide what we’re doing, and what would they say?” and he clenched his fists as he bent over to get the sound he wanted. “And so we’re running just as fast as we can, Cass.”

Blood dripped again from his left elbow, he didn’t even know. “And then you put your arms around me and we tumbled into bed.” Now it was dripping from his fingers as he stood belting it out.

His Grammy gave me her scarf and his Grampy pushed me. He said No when he saw me walk down and turned to Cass. She saw the blood flying from his wrist as he found the grove.

“We’re running just as fast as we can, Cam.” Him playing air drums.

“Holding on to one another’s hand, Cass. Trying to get away into the night and then you put your arms around me.” I walked up behind him saying to her, “He’s fuckin done.”

I wrapped the scarf around his wrist as she brought it to him. “Running just as fast as we can, Cam. Holding on to one another’s hand. Trying to get away into the night, then you put your arms around me and we tumble to bed and I say, I think we're alone now, Cam.” He pulled and sat next to her.

“I think we’re alone now, doesn’t seem to be anyone around, now. The beating of our hearts is the only sound, now.” I grabbed him by the collar and shoved his ass into the beast.

He had lost a lot of blood and I tied the scarf tight. We got to the hospital, again. I grabbed a wheelchair and helped his bloodless ass in. Cam was whisked off. My phone was on fire and so was his.

Fuckin, Cass. It didn’t affect her in the least. She became the older sister that night with her brother dripping blood all over the stage.

“Grampy, tell me about the good old days, sometimes it feels like, this worlds, gone crazy.” She had her headset on as she walked to them. No music.

I have no idea where the camera guy came from or if it was a drone.

“Grammy? Tell me when the line between right and wrong became so blurry.” Fuck.

Camron’s POV

It was a week later and I hadn’t sprung a leak. Fuckin, Nathan. “You guys are both on AGT. She’s doing Grandpa,” he said on the plane.

*So you are Cassidy, Camron’s sister?”* Simon, asked?

“No, Camron, is my little brother and you can call me Cass.” She announced in front of two thousand people.

“OK. He’s cuming out after you. Whenever you’re ready.”

She froze. It wasn’t the number of people, the tube fans, it was the millions at home. That’s a lot of people. I didn’t need to, really didn’t need to. I walked out.

“Really, Cass? Grampa?” I asked like a little brother” I helped her like I wanted her to win. Didn’t happen.

“It sounded a little Karaoke, Cass. Even with your brother helping you.” Came from, Simon.”

“I have to agree,” came from, CA.

“I’m sorry,” Came from, Howie.

“I’m sorry, Cass. It’s a no from me as well. We need to vote.” Although everyone was on their feet she got four, no's.

I came out. “That was big of you, cuming out to help your sister,” Simon said.

“So you are, The Camron Jones?” Simon asked” And there was a pause.

I cleared my throat and affirmed I was, Camron Jones. “I have to trust what my parents tell me, anyway.” That was well-received.

“So are you singing, I see you have a guitar? Tell us something we don’t know about you?”

“Well. This big leather band on my wrist is hiding gauze and stitches.” And I held my left arm up.

“That’s a well-known fact, care to elaborate?” Simon asked.

“I’m seeing someone about what was my trigger, I made a name on YouTube, I don’t know how kids do it?”

“Just so everybody knows, we’re talking about suicide?” Simon asked. I could see him and his face on the big screens.

“Do you provide counseling for kids who are on this show? Do you offer aftercare for kids that go so far, but don’t move up or win?” Now it was a split screen, me on one side and him on the other.

“So are you two together, a duet?” Simon asked.

“I’m just playing with this guy here.” And I pointed to Nate.

This wasn’t the plan. It was just supposed to be me. “How many times do you get a chance like this?” I asked him backstage.

“This is Nate, or Nathan when he pisses me off.” The audience laughed and Nate blushed on the big screen.

“I think we all know who he is, Camron.” And another round of applause. “So what’s the song and why?”

“I’ve chosen a Randy Travis song.” Something I had only done a few times but I could play.

“Well, I hope this works for you, whenever you’re ready.”

“Well I’ve heard those city singers singing about how they can love; deeper than the oceans, higher than the stars above,” I added twang but stopped and looked at everybody.

Simon held his hand up. “This isn’t working for me; this isn’t what I expected from you. Do you have another?” Boos from the crowd.

I thought. “I do,” I told him and walked off stage.

I flipped through my thumb drive and pointed then walked back out. “I won’t be playing; I hope you don’t think this is karaoke.” And more laughter.

I sat next to Nathan again. “Close your eyes, give me your hand, Nathan.” And I reached out to him sitting next to me.

I pulled it to my chest, “Do you feel my heart beating, do you understand? Tell me you feel the same, I can’t be dreaming, do you feel the same.”

Nathan’s POV

OK. This wasn’t happening. But it was. He kissed my hand, winked at me, and did what Cam does best. He walked to stage right, knelt on one knee, and watched himself in the monitors as he sang. “Say my name; the sun shines through the rain.”

He stood and walked left as I sat like, Baby, in Dirty Dancing. He moved his body to the music, closed his eyes moving hands to the beat. “Say my name,” he belted out.

“A life so…lonely and then you came and eased the pain. I don’t want to lose this feeling,” And he was on a knee again.

He stood, “Close your eyes, Darlin, give me your hands; can you feel my heart beating?” He asked stretching his arms out.

“Do you understand? Do you feel the same? Are we only dreaming, but is this burning an Eternal Flame?” He nailed it.

Everyone was on their feet, I was ready to wee myself, and he turned locking eyes. I’m sure it was caught, ‘You Fucker’ I lipped at him; even a deft person can get that.

“Close your eyes, give me your hand, Nate.” And he reached out knowing I would give him mine.

He had done it. “Close your eyes,” He held the mic out and everybody yelled, “Nathan.” Simon was singing along.

A guy ran out and handed me a mic. “Close your eyes, Camron. Do you feel my heart beating?” I asked in my base.

“Is this a dream, Nate?” And we looked out on a sea of faces, some with tears, everyone on their feet.

All the judges were standing and it was three hands piled on the buzzer. Figures Cass came running out doing that bitch thing, jumping on her brother.

The audience was still standing, Simon smiling pointing at Cam, and it went to commercial so they could get Cass off her brother.

Camron’s’ POV

“That was an amazing audition; one I won’t soon forget.” Simon started.

“So? Does he know you like him?” David asked doing the eye thing and another thunderous applause.

“I haven’t really asked him properly.” I said back.

“And you’re waiting for, what???” He turned to the crowd throwing his hands in the air.

“He’s shy,” I said to more laughter.

“OK. This was like a soap opera playing out.” Simon said to boos.

He held his hand up, “Hear me out. You guys are YouTube stars. This is, the big time, and you nailed it, Camron. The fact that you were so honest today has something to do with that.”

“You are right,” Howie started.

He took off his glasses and wiped his eyes. “You, I assume, read the contract you signed?”

I nodded. “There was a suicide clause,” I said to a noticeable gasp in the crowd.

“How did that make you feel?” He asked. I was sure this would all be cut out. “Probably how it made you feel after what you went through.” I thought I was composed.

He shook his head and nodded. CA put her hand on his arm as he stood. I had water running from my eyes but wasn’t crying. He walked to the stage and reached out his arms; we all know he has a thing about touching people.

I let him hug me, my arms at my side, then he whispered in my ear. “Thank you. I want to talk to you after.” And he backed off clapping at us.

We walked from the stage and Cass slapped me across the face. “You slit your fuckin wrist, cry and shit, you make me sick.” And she stormed off. There are cameras everywhere.

We had a dressing room, NRD was giving me grief about how it all went down, “I fuckin near pissed myself Cam.” And I laughed as a knock came on the door.

“Your sister?” It was Howie.

“So my parents tell me,” I said back.

“It’s gonna run and so is the suicide stuff. Thank you. Your sister is so… fucked. Nathan, let me shake your hand.” And he did.

“What you did was through the roof. I’m going to the network, you’re right. There needs to be a net for these kids.” He looked at me.

“He started this; you better be the last man standing, Nathan?” and he pointed his finger.

“If he hasn’t told you; he loves you. I watched the playback.” And he turned walking away.

“Before you ask; I will admit I love you. I say that in a way a boy shouldn’t love his best friend. Don’t freak out on me, Nate.” I had to be honest.

There was another knock; a lawyer can’t conceal himself. “We just need your signature here.”

“I am under some stress; I don’t think so. You can fax it to my lawyer.” I’m a quick study; If you haven’t figured it out.

“You won’t come back unless you sign.” He told me.

“We’ll see about that, Vinny.” He had to get my drift as I closed the door in his face.

It was a draining experience, most wouldn’t understand. I couldn’t carry my phone and all of that sat on Nate’s shoulders. We flew home. “You can’t believe how bad people can be, Cam.”

“Trust me. What are you talking about?” I asked ready to fall asleep.

“Cass is so…fucked. There are hate pages popping up; nasty shit, Cam.”

“Don’t respond to anything; and that goes for you, too. I’m sorry. I am such a fuck-up. I didn’t see any of this cuming.”

“What are you gonna do? you can’t go to the club?” and he shook his head.

I read the contract; I can’t go in person.” And I smiled.

“Cassidy is fucked, Cam.”

“She brought that shit on herself, Nate.” And I rested my head on his shoulder.

I dreamt we were at the finals, Nate was upfront with my Dad and Grands. Each round got easier and we stayed in LA for the next two months with me having to go through the bullshit producers want.

Nathan had turned into the bottom and I wanted to be that for him. He would suck me then climb on for the ride I could give him. Sometimes he would just suck me and others I would cum in his ass.