A/N: Hello! I'm so sorry I haven't updated. My life has been crazy! I just got my copy of Out of Site, Out of Time. I'm so excited to read it. Anyways…ZAMMIE TIME!
Disclaimer: I do not own Gallagher Girls. Ally Carter does.
Chapter 7
It was a windy and rainy Thursday evening. I was reading over a manuscript in my office at work.
My job transfer is working out really well. My boss seemed really cool, and there were some potential friends there. I had a pretty nicely sized office with a huge window looking over the city.
The walls were a cream color with leather furniture. I had pictures of my family on the wall behind my desk. I had only one special picture on my desk.
The picture had been taken about a week ago. It was of me, Cammie, and Olivia. We had spent the whole day at the park and had a picnic.
In the picture, Cammie's long sandy blonde hair is blowing in the wind along with her turquoise dress with light blue flowers at the bottom. Olivia is wearing a purple t-shirt and cute denim shorts. She had a purple bow in her hair with flip-flops to match.
I was in the middle with my arm wrapped around Cammie's waist and Olivia on my back. We had just finished lunch and I had persuaded Cammie to dance with me, Olivia was giggling in the background. I had just spun Cammie back into my arms when Olivia used the picnic table to jump on my back.
We were all laughing when an older couple walked by. They asked us if we would like them to take a picture. I happily accepted the offer. As they walked away I could hear the old woman comment to her husband, "What a sweet little family!"
I turned to Cammie to see if she had heard what the lady said. If her still laughing with Olivia was any indication, I knew she had not. It was okay though. I knew what the woman had said was true, and I also knew that it would be a fact soon.
I was interrupted by my thoughts when there was a knock on the door.
"Come in!" I called.
My assistant, Eve, poked her head in the doorway. When she saw that I wasn't doing anything she entered fully.
"Good evening, Mr. Goo- I mean Zach." Eve caught herself. Zach had repeatedly told her not to call him Mr. Goode because it made him feel old.
"Evening, Eve. What do you need?"
"I just need to hand you these papers, and tell you that I'm heading out for the day."
"Any big plans?" I asked her. Eve was fresh out of NYU and when I first met her I immediately took her under my wing. You could almost say that I thought of her as a little sister.
"Yes. My boyfriend, Anders, and I are going to a dinner and show. It's our anniversary." She spoke with a little wistful smile on her face. I knew exactly how she felt, and how it was to be so in love you couldn't help but break out in a smile when you thought of the person you love.
"Oh. What anniversary is this?"
"This will be our fifth year together. He says he has a very special night planned."
"Well, have a good night, Eve, and make sure to tell Anders I said hello."
"Ok. Night! Don't stay too late please, Zach. It's already six and you've been here since eight this morning." Eve spoke as she headed for the door.
I waved her off. I knew that I wouldn't be leaving for at least another two hours.
Ever since I had finished college and started working here I had been a workaholic. Of course, even in school I had strived hard, but now I was determined to get everything done and for my work to reach its maximum potential.
Eve left my office with instruction to leave the door open. I could see her getting her things together and right as she was headed to the elevator I yelled out, "I want to see your ring tomorrow, Eve. Congratulations!"
I watched, pleased, as she turned her head toward me with big, shocked eyes. She watched like a zombie into the elevator.
When she turned around to hit the Ground Floor button, I could see that she still looked shocked, but she had a faint blush on her cheeks. I also noticed that she looked considerably happier.
When the doors had closed I turned back to my work and began to read again. About an hour later I picked up my phone to order some takeout.
I placed my order and set my phone back down. I could hear the pounding of the rain on my window and police sirens outside. I winced as memories came flooding back to me.
It was a rainy Friday night, and I was on my way home from a college party. I was, to put it bluntly, completely wasted. It was my first year of college and I was missing Cammie terribly.
It had been almost six months since our infamous break up. It was all my fault and I didn't want to have to think about it anymore so I went to the first party I heard about.
I had gotten completely trashed and had multiple girls hit on me, but I turned them all away because they didn't act, look, talk…bottom line. They weren't Cammie.
Every time another girl hit on me I would just drink more. I was so drunk that I didn't even think to call a cab to take me to my off campus apartment.
For a moment I was sober enough to remember I had no way home, but then I realized I had my car. In my drunken state I thought it was a brilliant idea to drive.
I made it all the way to my neighborhood before I crashed. I, thankfully, had not hit another car, but a light pole instead. I was knocked unconscious and didn't wake up until I heard the sirens from a police car.
I could hear people yelling, but my eyes would not open.
"He's trapped!"
"Someone get the pliers!"
"He's bleeding really badly. There's no way he's going to make it…"
I just laid there praying for what could have been the first time in my life.
I could feel the sawing of the car hood being pulled off, and then a neck brace wrapped around my neck. I could feel someone lifting me out of my car.
The last image in my mind before I fell unconscious again was my sweet Cammie holding her hand out to me, and telling me to hold on for just a little bit more.
I was jolted out of my thoughts by the sound of my phone ringing. I quickly answered without checking the caller I.D.
"Hello?"
"ZACH!" Someone sobbed through the phone.
"Hello? Who is this?"
"Zach. Oh Zach. It's Cammie. I'm in the emergency room at the hospital."
"What? Cammie, why are you at the hospital? Are you hurt? What happened?"
"Please come soon. There's been an accident. Olivia's hurt!" That was the last thing I heard before I dropped my phone and took off.
A/N: Okay. What did you think? Sorry for the long wait. I'm hoping to get the next chapter out sooner.
Oh! By the way, how many of you have seen The Hunger Games? What did you think? I thought it was amazing. I love Peeta's character, but I love Liam Hemsworth so I had very conflicting emotions. Haha.
Q: What is your favorite movie or movies?
A: The Last Song and To Save a Life. I love a bunch of movies and have way more favorites, but it's almost my bed time and I'm drawing a blank. Anyone else hate when that happens?
Review?
Love,
Pieces of my Heart
