Moving On
Zach's POV It's been a month since the accident, but I still can't get it out of my head. Still can't get Cammie out of my head. I still can't get over her even when my friends tell me to. They tell me to get over her, to get over some girl. But Cammie isn't just some girl, she's the girl I love. And nothing can change that, nothing could ever make me forget her. It may take a while for me to."Dude, get over it," Grant tells me, stuffing a French fry in his mouth. "You have to get over the fact that she's gone." He takes a sip from his coke, still looking me in the eye. Since when did he become a "love" doctor?
"You don't understand," I say to him, shaking my head at him, staring at my food with no intention of even touching it. "You don't understand how it feels to lose someone too early, so don't tell me what to do!" I get up from my seat and walk away from them all, frustrated at how they've been talking me into forgetting Cammie. It's not that easy.
"You and I both know you'll have to forget her somehow!" Jonas shouts out, being a good friend that he is and I have to give him credit for that. "There are many fishes in the sea!" He shouts out and I can't help but cringe to what he just said. Cammie wasn't just some fish, if she was one, she was a rare one. One that may never be found again.
When I get to my house, I walk into my room. I slam right onto my bed and think about all that my friends just said. How they told me to forget about Cammie. How they tried to convince me that she was really dead. They must've thought that 'cause minutes after the car crashed, the car blew up. They all think Cammie got stuck inside and couldn't get out and blew up along with it. But I told them all, that before the car blew up, I woke up to find Cammie no where inside. That means she was able to get out. But no one believed me. No one. I know what I saw. They just think I was getting too dramatic. So much for being friends.
I look to my side and find a picture of Cammie that I took secretly whenever she wasn't looking. I should've told her I loved her a long time ago. Her hair's flying, while she's got that genuine smile of hers, on. I never did think I'd never see it again.
I shuffle through my iPod touch and the song "Turning Pages" by Sleeping At Last, comes on. Such a perfect timing for such a song to come on. A song that really describes the situation I'm in, how I should've noticed the greatest things about the person I loved. Maybe then, I would've known what I was really living for. 'Cause even the little things serve such a great importance.
Now, I'm caught in a reminiscing moment. I stare up at the ceiling and have a flashback about the time I gave Cammie something before we left to show her my surprise. I gave her a flower. It was called "Forget Me Not". It was in bloom and in perfect blue. I remember how she held it, how it complimented her smile when I gave it to her. How she felt the soft, blue petals against her fingertips. How she held it against her nose and twirled it. It's funny how I gave her a flower with such a name and now here I am, unable to forget her even when my friends tell me to.
Another month passes by and my friends pester me again about moving on. I have to say, it's been really hard trying to move on. But you know what they say, there's more to life and I guess that's true. I guess I can't be like this forever and mourn for someone's death forever. There might be someone else out there for me. But of course no one could ever replace Cammie. It's time for me to move on and live more. But that doesn't mean I'll actually fetch a girl right this second. For now, I will go outside and open my mind up.
Cammie's POV
Two months and life's been good. But if we were to talk about my memory, well, it's not so good. But I'm pretty positive I will get it back soon. I've given myself enough rest to get myself out there to find myself.
I've stayed here at the Abrams family longer than I should have. So I've decided to leave. But of course I can't just leave without telling everyone else especially Josh, who's been a really awesome friend to me. I couldn't have made it without him.
Josh and I take a walk outside like we usually do when we've got time. I don't know how to say what I'm supposed to say, but I'm determined to say it. My fingers play with a loose thread on my shirt. I'm afraid of what Josh might say about my sudden leave. He's been awesome at being my friend and I should've showed him my gratitude a long time ago, now I'm regretting I never did. I let the cool wind settle on my face to calm down my nervousness. The silence was just too unbearable, I thought I was actually alone.
"So..." Josh starts, wondering why I asked him to walk out with me.
"I'm moving out, Josh." I suddenly blurt out. He takes a look at me, confusion filling his expression.
"Well..." He says, but I don't let him finish. Somehow, I don't want to hear what he has to say. Sometimes it's hard to leave those you've just started to love.
"You do know that I have to return to my place someday, right?" I ask him, knowing he's smart enough to know what I mean. "Return to where I really came from. I have to find my own self, Josh."
He takes a deep breath before saying, "Well, don't let me stop you." He may have said that, but he didn't look very happy to say it. It almost makes me feel bad.
Since we've said what we needed to say, we decide to go to a nearby bench. I look to Josh and I notice how his jaw seems to harden, like he's got something on his mind. What could it be this time? I mentally scold myself 'cause it seems like I was the one to put a rainy cloud above his head.
He takes one step ahead of me and abruptly stops. He turns around to face me, his eyes are burning into mine and he exhales deeply before saying, "I really hope you'll find what you're looking for."
"Thanks...again, Josh. I owe a lot to you," I say sincerely, wishing he'd just smile. "But I promise to come back." I nod, hoping he'll take it seriously and know that I'll keep my word.
The wind whistles behind us. We just stand there, like a couple of statues waiting for something to happen. I look around, still unable to look into Josh's eyes. He looks down to the ground, his forehead scrunched in a way that makes me wonder what's even going on in that head of his. The wind blows all around us and it's starting to give me the chills since I've only got a tee and shorts on. And just when I thought I was just going to have to stand in this awkward silence forever, that's when Josh did the one thing that...well what can I say, words can't even describe what just happened.
He looks up at me, his head suddenly rising up. The look in his eyes is so fierce, I thought I was looking at the eyes of a tiger focusing on its prey. His lips move as he begins to say something, then he says, "Then, there's one more thing, Cammie." Then he suddenly takes me by the waist with one arm, pulling me closer till our faces were just mere inches away. But it didn't just stop there, he kept going till our lips crashed onto each other. He had his eyes closed but it took a moment for me to do the same. I could feel his warm breath against my skin and his arm tightening around my waist, while his other arm moved up to the back of my head. I mean, I don't get kissed like this everyday and I don't know if I did before I lost my memory, but right now, I was melting. I don't know how long the kiss was, but everything around us just seemed to pause, like there was no wind at all. Nada. All there was, was warmth and sensation. The chill I was feeling just moments ago, was all gone. I reach up to his chest, resting my palm on there. I could feel his heart beat and it felt romantic. His hands dig deeper into my hair, while his lips seem to dance around slowly. Our lips seemed to meld together and I didn't care. I let him do the job of kissing 'cause as far as I'm concerned, I'm not a pro at this.
He finally pulled back, both his arms on my shoulders, while my hand still rests on his chest. He breaths in a few times as he continues to look at me. I don't know why, but at the moment, I just seemed to stop breathing. It was overwhelming in such a good way. We both seem to linger to the moment as the wind seems to flow around us once again.
"So that's the "one more thing"," I nod, still a bit surprised of what just happened. My arm falls back to my side, trying to seem like I wasn't affected at all, but if you were to ask me, that wasn't something I expected at all!
"Yea," A smile slowly forms on his lips, but it doesn't quite make it. His hands are back in his pockets, while I was worried that my hands had better not been sweating. "We should probably get back to the house now." Our eyes meet again and even that lingers.
When we get back to the house, we both quickly rush back to our rooms, ready to just go back to bed so that we wouldn't have to see each other's faces again. Or maybe that was just me 'cause Josh seemed pretty calm, walking casually to his room, while I dash right back into my room. Mr and Mrs. Abrams must've noticed 'cause they both had their brows raised in wonder.
I lean against the door, thinking of what just happened. I could still feel electricity run through my body and my heart pounding on my chest so hard and I don't know if it's 'cause of the kiss or 'cause I ran. I take a deep breath, thinking of how I will have to face Josh tomorrow, but knowing tomorrow will be a good day. Tomorrow, I will be leaving.
*Special thanks to Rugged Starfish, Cinderella, and truesoul10 :D Next Chapters, Cammie will come back! Be sure to read on to find out what happens to Zammie! ;D