Cammie's POV
I couldn't believe what was happening. Matt reached up and wiped blood off of his lip slowly before clenching is fist and punching Zach in the stomach. I couldn't move from my position on the picnic table. How was this happening?! I was meant to be having an evening away from these two not watching them fight over me or whatever they were fighting about. I came to my sense and jumped up.
"Stop!" I shouted, but they didn't listen. I put my arms out as Zach grabbed Matt's collar and punched him in the face again. "I said that's enough!" I stepped between them, but then I felt something hard connect my jaw I and fell back into someone's arms.
"Oh my god Cammie!" a voice shouted, but I was having a hard time focusing on anything. "I'm so sorry! I'm sorry baby! It was an accident!" There were black spots clouding my vision. There was a throbbing in my head and voices were blending together. Then everything faded into darkness.
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"He's a jerk... punched him... in the room next door... he says... sorry..." someone was whispering to me, but I couldn't make out what they were saying. The voice was deep and husky, whoever they were they sounded tired. I could feel his breath on my ear it was warm and made a shiver run down my spine. I wanted to open my eyes to look at him, but my lids refused to listen to me just the effort of it made my head throb so I relaxed again and decided to just listen.
"She's still out?" this voice was softer and more feminine.
"Yeah, she should be up in an hour or so, the pain killer the nurse gave her put her out longer." I could make out full sentences now, but who the voices belonged to still remained a mystery. What had happened anyway? Was I in a hospital? From the way the sheets felt on my skin I assumed so.
You were at the Orchard.
You tried to stop a fight.
You got punched.
You blacked out.
You got punched.
You blacked out.
You GOT PUNCHED.
YOU GOT PUNCHED!
Someone punched me! I felt my stomach twist in anger and shock. Those two idiots! Whichever boy punched me was going to be in huge trouble.
"I can't believe you punched her." Macey said. Macey? Was Macey in my hospital room?
"I didn't punch her, okay?"
"Well you are the one who threw the first punch, so it was your fault that there was even punching to begin with, Zach."
"It still wasn't my fault! It was that jerk Whitley." Zach spat. Zach had been comforting me? Zach was the one whispering in my ear and holding my fingertips.
"You're lucky you're not being charged with assault." Macey says
"He deserved it." Zach muttered
"I agree." Macey says and I can almost see a smirk rise onto Zach's face. They both chuckle and I want to wake up and see them, laugh with them even though I have nothing to laugh about. Matt was the one who had punched me, I had gathered that from the conversation, I had also gathered that he was probably not in a much better state than me right now.
"Zach, when are you going to tell Cammie what happened?" Macey asked bringing the light moment to a close. I felt Zach's weight shift on the bed, he was sat at me feet now.
"It's none of your business McHenry." He snapped suddenly, but I knew Macey wouldn't be intimidated by Zach and his attitude.
"I think it's Cammie's. She knows that there is something between you and Matt she's asked me before and I couldn't tell her. Everyone knows Zach, if she doesn't find out from you it'll be someone else, and if you let Mathew tell her then who knows what story she'll get."
"I don't want to talk about it." Zach hissed
"I think you should-"
"Shut up!" he shouted suddenly I jumped slightly taking in a deeper breath. The room was silent, then suddenly
"Cammie?" Zach's voice was filled with hope and I felt him grab my hand in his. "Cammie can you hear me?" I tried to open my eyes and felt them flutter a bit, but they stayed shut. Zach's hand flew to my forehead and he brushed a hair off of my face,
"Cammie say something."
"Cam, speak." Macey said, she was closer now, probably leaning over Zach. Wow guy's chill, it takes a lot more effort to speak than you think. I'm not dog and I'm not dead so calm down. I took in a deep breath and closed my hand around Zach's before forcing my eyes open. It was bright in the room so I snapped them shut again.
"Cammie! You're awake!" Zach said happily
"Oh Cam," Macey said, putting a hand on her chest.
"Macey, go tell the others that Cammie is awake." Zach said and Macey hurried out of the room. I noticed she was still her clothes from the Orchard. I squinted up at Zach,
"Did you punch me?" I asked my voice rough and tired sounding Zach chuckled and shook his head.
"No I didn't punch you cutie." He said and I felt a bush creep onto my face, his eyes glanced to my chin and his smile faltered a bit.
"What's wrong?" I asked and he smirked
"Nothing. How are you feeling?" I shrugged
"Fine, my jaw is sore, and my throat, but other than that..."
"Sorry Cammie, I really am. I got you hurt."
"Shh, it's fine it was an accident, both of you. But both of you over reacted and are complete morons." I said sourly and then smiled and Zach smiled too.
"Cammie I need-"
"CAMMIEEEEEEEE!" I looked at the door way and saw Liz and Bex running towards me, Bex shoved Zach away from me and they both encased me in a hug. I groaned as Liz's pointy elbow hit my chin.
"Sorry," she said coyly and I laughed.
"Are you hurt? Feeling dizzy? Woozy? Anything?" Bex asked her eyes scanning me. She pointed to my face and turned to Zach
"Did you do that dirt bag?" she asked threateningly, Liz grabbed my hand Zach started to back away from Bex,
"No I swear it wasn't me it was Mathew."
"Mathew." Bex hissed "Where is the scum?" she turned to me softly "Don't worry Cammie I'll get him." and then she stormed out of the room, Macey and Grant followed her. I looked up at Liz; I hadn't spoken to her properly in ages. My stomach started churning, she didn't seem mad
"Liz, I'm sorry-"
"No Cammie it doesn't matter, I don't think either of us really understood why the other was mad." She smiled and hugged me, I hugged her back. I wish i could tell her, but I didn't think that would be a good idea, I hadn't seen her mom around, and from the way my dad was acting I didn't think he had either, I had heard her break it off with him and I think it was going to stay that way. Maybe I didn't need to tell Liz about and I could pretend it had never happened.
"So Cammie, you got these two boys fighting over you?" Liz asked with a sly smile, but even when she was acting sassy she was shy, because a little blush crept up her face, she ignored it.
"Well they fought about something." I said with a scowl, looking at Zach and laughed awkwardly,
"Do you want us to leave you alone?" Liz asked getting up of the bed and telling the other guys to leave the room. They were all gone before we could even answer. I looked at Zach and he stared back
"I think I should go home." I said with a sigh, and sitting up straight, I felt my head start pounding.
"Okay, sure, I'll take you home." Zach said taking my hand and taking me to check out.
The drive home was silent. I stared out the window at the sidewalk, the streets lights emitting an eerie yellow glow you could drown in.
"Cammie I'm really sorry about what happened." Zach said with a sigh as he pulled into my drive. I shook my head
"Look Zach, I'm dating Matt, I'm really sorry that you don't want me to, or whatever you are angry about, but I'm not going to just..." I trailed off not knowing what I wanted to say His green eyes were almost glowing in the dark.
"To just what?" he prompted wanting to hear what I had to say.
"I'm not going to just leave him because you asked me to, okay? I'm sorry."
"I need to tell you something Cammie." He said quickly as I reached for the door handle. I paused,
"What is it?"
"I can't tell you hear, not now, not yet, but I will tell you Cammie." I rolled my eyes at his dramatics.
"Whatever Zach." I said getting out of his car and slamming the door. This was ridiculous, I liked Matt; even after all this I still knew i liked him, surly that meant something. Even though there was a sad sickening feeling in my stomach, even though Zach's voice made me want to just do a little happy dance whenever it was directed at me, I just couldn't fully make up my mind. I was a pathetic little teenage girl tugging at teenage boys hearts. I was becoming one of those girls in the movies where all the fans hate her because she's really annoying and selfish and ungrateful. Even I hated those girls. I needed to sort myself out and quickly.
A/N- HELLOW EVERYONE I DON'T KNOW F YOU REMEBER ME OR THIS STORY BUT I'M LOVEWORDS.
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