Chapter 4: "I can't erase, so I'll take blame"
"Bry, what are you doing here?" I say getting out of the pool. "I texted you... Who's that?" "Cam. We're coworkers, and nothing more." I say grabbing my clothes and running into the locker room. I sit on the bench, head in hands, crying. I just want it all to end. I love Brian, and I want to be with him... But then Cam comes along, all muscled and sweet. No, this isn't fair to either one of them. I get my clothes on and walk back into the pool entrance. Brian is nowhere in sight. I look to the left and see a pool of blood. Cam is clutching his arm tightly. It's wrapped in a blood-soaked towel. I dial 911. "Hello, yes. My friends hand is gushing blood and it won't stop. We're at the pool in WHS come quickly!" I rush over to Cam. No telling where Brian went. I take a look at Cam's arm. There's a huge gash on it about 3 inches long and a 1/4 inch deep. I wipe the tears from Cam's eyes. "Cam, you have to tell me. What happened." He's breathing heavily and convulsing. "I-got out of the pool to try and reason with him and he punched me. Then I'm on the ground and my hands gushing blood..." I grab a bottle of water from my bag and a few cookies. He looks pale. I make him drink all of the water and eat a few cookies. He's not responding. I tilt his head back and squirt the water into his mouth; he coughs a lot then regains color. the ambulance arrives, I walkie Miss. Heb to let her know what's up. I ride in the ambulance with Cam.
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I know guys, it's a short chapter. I'm posting 2 chapters tonight to make up for it. Love you all, hope you had great Valentine's Day experiences. I know i did ;)