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For now, that was all she needed.
After telling her parents, Cammie gathered her friends and broke the news to them. Her friends were as supportive as her parents, they went and embraced her in a group hug. They were afraid that Cammie might not always be with them.
Just as her father had said, he began to look for other hospitals, ones that could offered more state of the art equipment, but as Joe Solomon had said, he had referred her to the best hospital in the state.
So Cammie went on with her life, until her next appointment came. Then, Dr. Solomon had informed her that she had kidney cancer, and had received more pamphlets on it.
Now, all she had to do was wait to go into the hospital for the additional tests and her first round of chemotherapy. To say she was nervous would be an understatement. The day before the additional tests were done, she had to check in, and she would remain in the hospital for the rest of her treatment.
Her parents had wanted her to leave the minute it was over, but Cammie had insisted on staying in the hospital, should anything happen.
When they arrived at her room, it seemed to be empty. There were two beds, a door leading to the bathroom, and two chests of drawers, everything was immaculate. she picked the bed closest to the hallway, she didn't like heights, and she was currently on the 6th floor.
It was a shock to everyone to see someone come out of the bathroom. It was an even bigger shock to see that the person was male.
He stopped when he noticed the people in the room, but continued to his bed, which was the one next to the window.
Cammie's parents didn't say a word, she simply sat on her bed completely baffled.
The nurse came in after a few more moments of awkward silence, and she informed them of everything Cammie would go through the next day.
She seemed totally oblivious to the tension in the room. Before she exited the room, Matthew spoke up.
"Excuse me, but I thought Cammie was getting a private room."
Cammie couldn't help but feel embarrassed at her father's words. Of course he he had to accommodate here every need.
"Oh no, I'm sorry Mr. Morgan, but our hospital policy states that every room must have at least two patients. This is one of the biggest rooms available. All the other two people rooms are currently occupied, I could try and move Cammie to an all female room, but it would be with four other patients."
"No, it's fine. Dad, honestly, I'm okay."
"Cam-"
"No, dad. Honestly, I'm fine, please, just let it go. Please."
At his daughter's words, he gave up. Cammie always got what she wanted.
The nurse then left to check on another patient, and after a few hours, her parents left.
She thought that her roommate would finally say something, now that they were alone, but he remained quiet.
Dinner was served to them, pleasantly surprising her, since the food was actually prepared and cooked, instead of silly being reheated.
He kept quiet the entire evening and she didn't want to break the silence.
The guy, on the other hand, thought that she was most likely a stuck up rich girl, who had simply denied moving into another room because he was in the same room.
At first he had been surprised that there were other people in the room., especially since the girl was on the bed.
His first impression of her had been that she was really pretty, she had dirty blonde hair, which he preferred. Her eyes were filled with light, with hope, and he couldn't help but want to know what gave her that hope.
But that had been marred by her father's words. She had to be one of those princesses that got their every wish, their every whim met. She didn't want to room with him?
That was fine by him, he couldn't care less. He had been alone most of his life, he didn't need someone to be in the same room as him, much less a girl with a family who thought themselves above others.
She had said it was fine, but it was most likely because she wanted to save face in front of him, maybe she thought that she could convince him to leave the room. Fat chance, the room was already paid for, and he wasn't going to leave it to her, he wasn't going to give her that satisfaction.
Finally, she could take it no longer. It was near 10 pm and there had been nothing but the soft murmur of television between them.
"I wanted to apologize for my father before. I know what it must seem like, that I must be a spoiled, stuck up girl."
Hadn't that been what he'd thought? Now she was going to try to prove him wrong.
"Everyone always thinks that, but I'm not. So I just wanted to say sorry if my dad made you feel uncomfortable, and I wanted to let you know that I didn't just say that for your benefit. I'm okay with this arrangement, and I was hoping to be on good terms with you. He means well, we barely found out, and he's been even more protective, but he isn't one of those people who thinks they're better than everyone. I'm sorry for rambling too, I'm just nervous-"
"It's fine."
"Thank you, because I didn't-"
"Look, I said it's fine, okay? So just drop it. I can't go to sleep if you're going to be talking like this."
"Oh, okay, right. My name's Cammie, but uh... Goodnight."
With that, he turned his back to her and pretended to sleep.
He could block her out, he didn't need her in his life.
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