Disclaimers: Nope I don't own Summerland.

Warnings: Lanuage...violence.

Author's Note: Here you go, the second new chap I promised.

Author's Notice: The next chapter (chapter 10) is the last chapter. However, I am considering writing a sequel, why, well bc there are a lot of question's left unanswered, and bc answering them in this section of the story doesn't seem appropriate. So yeah...what do you guys think? Should I write a sequel or not. I will only write a sequel if I get six reviews saying that they want a sequel. Don't think I'm doing this just to get reviews, I'm doing this to see if writing a sequel will be worth it. Plz hurry and tell me, cuz i need to know if yes or no in order to know how to finish this story.


New Love

Chapter 9: The Reasons

Bradin could hear liquid dripping. He reached over and tried to unfasten his seatbelt. It wouldn't come free. Bradin tugged on it, but it still wouldn't come free. The fact that the car was upside down, wasn't helping Bradin at all. "Fuck!," yelled the terrified teen.

He reached up to tug one last time, and fortunately for him, it came loose. Bradin tried to open the door, but the damn shit wouldn't open. He noticed the window was broken, so he proceeded in crawling out through it. Once out, he got up and started to run away from the car. When Bradin was a few feet away from the car, it exploded. The force of the explosion hit Bradin and sent him flying into one of the bridge's column/pole. The teenager hit his head against it and fell unconscious to the ground.

The car that had been coming towards Bradin stopped and a lady got out. She walked up to the unconscious teen and felt his pulse. The lady took out her cell phone and dialed 911.

-20 MINUTES LATER-

"There, you're all set to go," the nurse handed Cameron his clothes and left. Cameron went into the bathroom and changed. He walked out of the hospital room and was surprised to see Ava there.

"Oh hey Ava," Cameron greeted her.

"Hey Cameron, how are you feeling," Ava asked.

"I'm ok," responded Cameron.

"I am so sorry for all that Nikki has made you gone through. First she tried to force you into having intercourse with her, and now this, she put drugs in your drink…Oh Cameron, I am so sorry," Ava said with tears forming in her eyes.

"Its ok…wait, how do you know that she tried to make me do that?"

"Bradin had to tell me," she said.

"Oh Cameron," the woman burst into tears.

"Is something wrong," Cameron began to get worried.

"Its…its…Bra…its Bradin."

"Did something happen to him," Cameron could fell his heart stop beating.

"He…he was in…in a car…he was in a car accident."

"But…but how," Cameron felt as if his life had been ripped out of him.

"Some…some deranged man crashed into him," answered Ava.

"Is he…is he going to be alright," asked Cameron.

"Oh Cameron," the woman sobbed even more, "He…oh my god…he is in…oh…in a coma."

The moment Cameron heard the last word, he fell to his knees. His body froze. He lost his breath. One word came out of his mouth, "Bradin," Then his whole world went black and he slowly began to fall towards the floor. Ava caught him in time from the shoulders.

-1O MINUTES LATER-

Cameron was lying down in his old hospital room. Ava was in a chair right beside him. Cameron was having a dream.

-CAMERON'S DREAM-

Cameron was walking down the street. A car drove up beside him and kept going forward at Cameron's pace. The driver was Bradin. He smiled gently at Cameron. Then, a car coming from the opposite direction crashed into Bradin. Both cars rolled over two to three times. Cameron ran towards his lover's car. He could see flames appear on both cars. Cameron could see Bradin struggling to get out, but he was stuck. The sixteen year old boy ran faster. However, Cameron didn't make it in time. Both cars exploded.

-END OF CAMERON'S DREAM-

"BRADIN!" Cameron sat up, breathing heavily.

"Cameron, what's wrong," asked Ava.

"What hospital is Bradin in," Cameron ignored her question.

"In this one," answered Ava.

Cameron got down from the bed and began to walk towards the door, "What room is he in?"

"Room 409...why," Ava said,

"I am going to see him," replied Cameron.

"Wait, what about you, are you feeling better," interrogated Ava.

"I won't feel better until I see Bradin," responded the teenager. When Cameron got to Bradin's room, again he felt as if his life had been ripped out of him. He when up to Bradin and just stared at him.

"Oh Bradin…wake up," tears began to form in Cameron's eyes. Then he couldn't hold them back any longer. He burst into tears. Just then, Ava walked in.

She placed a hand on Cameron's shoulder and said, "You guys became really close friends these past days. Its hard on all of us, but it must be even harder on you. I mean, you have just gone through so much, then, finally here was Bradin, someone you could trust and talk to, but now, Faith decides to take part of him away for awhile. Oh Cameron."

Ava burst into tears as well. Cameron embraced her in a hug. "He is going to be alright…I know he is," Cameron tried to comfort Ava and himself.

"I hope so," she said.

"How did you find out that a guy crashed into him," questioned Cameron.

"A lady told us, she saw most of the scene…she was the one that called for an ambulance," explained Ava, no longer crying.

"Oh, I see," said the teenager, "Who was the guy?"

"Well, the car belonged to an Ed Porter, so the police is guessing that he was the driver."

"What do u mean 'guessing'?"

"They couldn't find him. His car went over the edge of the bridge. When they fished his car out of the water, the driver was no longer in there. They kept looking, but they couldn't find a body. In other words, we don't know if he is alive or dead," explained Ava.

"Why would he crash into Bradin," Cameron thought out loud.

"Well, he used to be a cop. Yesterday, Ed had just been accused of raping five teenage boys, so he was going to be imprisoned until proven innocent. He didn't know he was being accused until today when he over heard his superiors talking about it. Ed immediately fled before he was imprisoned," said Ava.

"That still doesn't explain why he would do this to Bradin," pointed out Cameron.

"Well, maybe he had been raped by Ed, too," suggested Ava.

"Why would he not have told the police though," asked the teenager.

"That I don't know," admitted the woman.

"Nope, I don't think that's the reason because I'm pretty sure if that had happened, Bradin would've told me," said Cameron.

"I guess you're right," agreed Ava. They both sat done in chairs next to Bradin.

-ONE MONTH LATER-

Cameron was walking to his dad's house. Kyle had refused to go to rehab, so Cameron had been staying at his boyfriend's house for the past month. However, Bradin was still in a coma. It had been very difficult for Cameron to see his lover in a coma almost every single day. The only thing that kept him breathing was the thought of one day seeing Bradin open his eyes. Why am I even going? Its not like he cares about me. Of course he doesn't…because if he did, he would have never beat me up. Forget that though, the reason I'm going is to find out why he did it.

Cameron knocked gently on the door. In a few seconds, Kyle opened the door, "Well hello Cameron, come on in."

"Hello," Cameron said as he walked in.

"Sit," Kyle motioned the boy towards the couch, "So, what brings you here."

"I want to know the reason you had for beating me up," Cameron spoke with strength in his voice.

"Hmm…do you really want to know," a hit of anger began to grow in Kyle's eyes.

"Yes, I do," responded the teenager.

"Ok then," Kyle got up and began to pace around. He looked into his memories, remembering that day that Cameron's mom had called him, "The reason is…" Kyle punched the wall.

"What! Say it already," demanded Cameron.

Kyle went over to the boy and smacked him, "The reason is because…you ain't my son."

Cameron couldn't breathe. He couldn't believe what he had just heard, "You're lying to me!"

Kyle smacked him again and then grabbed him by the hair and picked him up, "No, I'm not lying, it's the truth, you ain't my son. Your mother called me about more than a month ago. She told me that I wasn't your father."

"No!" protested Cameron.

Kyle smacked him again while still holding him from the hair, "Listen you little fuckin brat! Your mother said that while her and I were going out, she was seeing someone else. That when your real father found out she was pregnant, he fled. She didn't want to have to take care of you by herself so she lied to me and told me that the baby she was going to have was mine."

"But…but why would she tell you now…after so many years," tears began forming in Cameron's eyes.

"Because your real father showed up. He wanted to meet you, but they both decided it would be better till after you were in school, meaning a month from now," explained Kyle. "So you see, I do have a real good reason for doing this to you," he smacked Cameron twice and pushed him to the floor.

Back at the hospital, Ava was in Bradin's room, just staring at him. Then, just out of nowhere, Bradin sat up screaming his lover's name, "CAM! CAMERON!"

Tears rolled down Ava's cheeks, "Bradin, it's a miracle. You're out of the coma." She went over and hugged him.

"Cameron," said Bradin.

"What about Cameron," asked a confused Ava.

"He's in danger," Bradin got off from his bed. He was wearing hospital pants and a hospital shirt (not the ones where you can see their back and butt. The covered ones). He grabbed Ava's arm rather roughly, "Where is he."

"He went to go see his dad," answered the aunt.

"Oh no, I have to go help him. Give me your car keys," demanded the teenager.

"You're in no situation to drive, shit you're in no condition to leave the hospital at all," said Ava.

"Give me the keys," Bradin said," If you want me to be alright, give me the keys."

Ava didn't know how to protest, so she ended up giving him the keys, "Its your car just so you know."

Bradin ignored her and left. Oh Cam, I know you're in danger, I can feel it. Bradin thought as he drove to Kyle's house as fast as he could.

At Kyle's house, the man was kicking Cameron in the stomach, "Am I still your daddy bitch!"

Just as he was about to pick the boy up from the hair, Bradin entered the house, "Leave him alone!"

"Bradin! You're not in a coma anymore," said a surprised Cameron as he saw his lover standing there, in the middle of the living room.

"You want a piece of the action too," Kyle walked over to Bradin and smacked him in the face, making him fall to the ground, "This is the last time you interfere B-R-A-D-I-N!"

Kyle took out a gun from his back pocket and pointed it at Bradin, "I am tired of you always defending this little bastard. Now, why don't we send you back into a coma."

He was about to pull the trigger, but was pushed by Cameron. However, he did manage to pull it. The bullet scraped Bradin's right leg. "You little," Kyle smacked Cameron in the face with the gun, sending him to the floor, "Now to finish what I started." The man once again pointed the gun at Bradin. The older teenager scooted backwards.

"Aw, trying to run away," Kyle stepped the scraped part of Bradin's leg.

"Ahh!" the pale skinned boy yelled in pain.

Kyle was pulled from behind. Cameron grasped the gun and tried to take it from Kyle. Neither of them would budge. They fell to the floor and began to wrestle over the gun. Cameron was now on top of Kyle. The gun was between their stomachs. Neither of them would let go of the gun. Then, BAM, a bullet was fired into one of them.

Not knowing who got shot, Bradin stared in horror.


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Next Time On "New Love": Find out who got shot. Find out if Bradin and Cameron stay together. Find out if there will be a sequel.