Cameron
We all sat in the waiting room for a long time, waiting for something; anything. A doctor would walk past and we would all stand up, but they would just keep on walking. I was scared for Chloe more than I'd ever been scared for anyone in my life.
"I wish they'd just come out and tell us something." Sam mumbled into his sleeve. I breathed deeply and leaned my head against the wall behind me. James just sat there; starring at nothing. Danny's leg hadn't stopped shaking since we'd sat down, and Ben was standing; pacing back and forth as Sam and I watched him.
"This is all my fault, I shouldn't have made her stop working." He kept saying hanging his head.
"Dude it's not your fault, it's no one's fault. Sometimes things just happen." I said trying to calm him down, but no such luck.
"Cam, you didn't find her; lying on the ground, just lying there⦠almost dead, so you don't get to tell me that it's not my fault, when it clearly is!" Danny interjected.
"Ben! Enough, we don't need to talk about that here," he glanced over at James who sat in between Sam and myself. "It's no one's fault that this happened and blaming yourself isn't going to make things any better, so just shut up. Shut up." He sounded like he was going to cry, not that I would blame him if he did.
Time kept passing with no word from anyone. It gave me a sinking feeling in my stomach; what if something bad happened to her in her surgery? But they would come out and tell us if something happened⦠wouldn't they?
Two more hours past and Sam left for a coffee run for everyone; James went with him. It was just Danny, Ben and I now; we sat waiting; praying that someone would come out and give us some information. Just as I was about to put my head into my hands a doctor that I had recognized from the room where Chloe was earlier was walking towards us. I looked up and I almost couldn't breathe.
