AnnikaTheGerman

Welcome to America! The land of the free, where dreams come true.

Literally...


When you say that all the magic happens in your bedroom, you're usually talking about one thing. But not if you're Cameron. While everyone else is vast asleep and dreaming, his mind travels through time, and he has no control over it whatsoever.  

That might be neat when you just want to mess around and have some fun. But not when you keep getting thrown into situations where you constantly have to face the person who broke your heart. Especially not when their life is slowly deteriorating right in front of your eyes.

Drugs. Guns. Suicide. And there is nothing Cameron can do to save him.

Lost in time and deprived of sleep, Cameron gets closer to an old friend again - depression. And suddenly his crush isn't the only one whose life is in danger.


An LGBT Coming-of-Age story about true love and mental health.

All Things Bright

The first thing Cameron notices are his burning temples. His brain, tortured by the lack of oxygen, feels like it has swelled up in his skull and is about to crash it to drip down his temples like burnt jelly. He furrows his eyebrows which leads to the feeling of a thousand bones snapping. He lets out a groan. 


Something wet spreads out on his forehead and a strong scent he can't name clogs his nose. Cameron starts coughing and tries to sit up. 


The lack of support for his back makes him feel dizzy but he tries his best to not fall back again. 


What happened and how did he get here? 


The strange liquid drops onto his lashes and cheeks. The scent is so strong that Cameron has to hold back his throat from gagging but he still can't figure out what it is. 


While the soft cool wind is covering his back in shivers, which has been heated up by the hot rocks slithering their way from the beach into the ocean in a thin line, he slowly opens his eyes. 


The sky seems to fade into the ocean flawlessly and the lack of perspective makes Cameron's head scream. 


To the right of him, he hears a gasp. He collects all of his strength and turns around. But what he sees next makes his body go numb. 


A pair of big bright green eyes stares back at him. He sees lips that are slightly parted in surprise, a straight nose, prominent eyebrows and a mess of auburn curls. The guy around his age is in the water, holding onto one of the rocks. 


Cameron tries to focus but there is a soft blur covering his lenses. 


Then the stranger's eyes widen and only because of Cameron's years of football training he can grab his arm before the boy manages to escape. 


Now he doesn't seem surprised anymore. He looks frightened. 


The boy's eyes are restlessly wandering over Cameron's face, uncertainty is filling up the green spheres. It takes a while before he gets an answer. His voice is quiet and shaky. 


His stomach tightens. Drowning. His fingers dig themselves into the stone. "And you saved me?" "Of course." A wet curl falls into the boy's eyes but he doesn't seem to bother. "Can you please let go now? I have to-" "No!" The answer may have come too suddenly because now he looks scared again. 


"I mean...you can't just leave like that. I need to thank you first. Are you free tonight? We could meet at the beach bar. I'll buy you a drink. You saved my life after all." 


The truth that Cameron refuses to admit is that he doesn't make that offer because of good manners. He just wants to see him again. 


"I don't...I don't think I can." Cameron is ready to beg but from the expression on the guy's face, he can tell that it won't work. "Alright. I'll be there with a friend. If you want to, you can come. If not then...not. No problem." What he gets as an answer is a small nod. 


Then the stranger's eyes glide away and he focuses something behind him. "Is that your friend?" Cameron turns around and sees Sonny jogging towards him on the slippery sharp rocks. "Yes, he is. I guess I'll see you-" 


But once he turns back around, the beautiful stranger is gone.


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