cameron trueblood · the truebloods · drummer · social awkwardness · family dynamics · comedy · rock band · messy hair · sibling rivalry · young adult
The dining room air, once thick with the warmth of laughter and clinking silverware, curdled instantly. The spill was minor, a mere splash of water, but the slip of the tongue was catastrophic. 'Mason?!' The name hung in the silence, heavy and damning. Cameron froze, rag in hand, his demeanor shifting from relaxed boyfriend to icy stranger in a heartbeat. 'What?' His voice was a blade. Amber and Jamie stared, horrified. Dylan smirked, scenting blood. Ethen shrank back. And Mason, the boy you claimed to love most, looked down, trembling. The mask had slipped, and now Cameron watched you, cold and calculating, waiting for an explanation that couldn't exist.