Well, last chapter and I feel like crying. Enjoy everyone, I love you all!
Samuel and Cameron both paused, looking at each other for some type of reassurance from the other. They were both trying to make sense of what they were going to do and, if it was really the right thing to do. Both let out a crooked smile, before Samuel unwillingly opened the door and ushered Cameron inside. A woman, shot up and looked at both of them with such distaste, they fought the urge to flee the room that second.
"You," She spat, glaring at Samuel.
The woman was dressed in a grey suit and her mousey brown hair, was pulled up in a tight bun. She practically had her face painted on and it was evident, that years ago she was rather good-looking but years of worry and the natural course of life, had really taken its toll.
"Mum," The boy from the bed moaned, "Don't"
"No," She snapped, "They told lies about you sweetheart. They said you did unspeakable things and, then he hurt you"
"They're not lies Mrs. Browne" Cameron shrugged and looked over at Samuel, who nodded and permitted the woman a rather tolerant smile. She scoffed at this and sat down, folding her arms across her petit frame.
Samuel walked over to the bed, ignoring the woman's squawk of protest and Cameron followed behind. They both observed Browne's broken figured and Samuel allowed his eyes to rake over his victim's purpling face, trying his best to push away the swell of pride.
"I'm sorry," Samuel muttered, "You know"
Browne looked fine, if you compared him to Damian or Cameron's injuries. He had a broken nose and a black eye, bruises spanning across his body but nothing was broken, besides hopefully the boy's evil spirit. Browne squinted up at them and opened his mouth to respond, only to have his mother cut in again.
"Don't listen to him sweetheart," She snapped, "He's a liar, a delinquent!"
"Mum," Browne said wearily, "Can you leave for a moment?"
She glared at both boys, before collecting herself and leaving. Samuel watched her go, wondering how she could not see how inhuman her son was.
"I'm not going to say I'm sorry," Browne said slowly, "Because that'd be crap but I am sorry that I went as far as I did, that's not right"
Samuel nodded but Cameron was the one to respond, "I'm not going to say I'd forgive you because I never will"
"Fair enough" Browne responded.
"I'm not sorry for bashing the living daylights out of you," Samuel said, "But I definitely gave you a few more knocks than you deserved"
Browne let out a pained laugh and coughed, Samuel grimaced but it was an attempt to smile. Browne's eyes flickered to Cameron's stony face, his face twisting into something else. Cameron said nothing but kept his hands placed firmly on the bed.
"Sorry" He muttered to Cameron.
Cameron glared at him for a minute, before letting the expression drop, "I hate hospitals"
"Yeah," Browne sighed, "I was really sorry when I heard about that"
"It wasn't your fault" Cameron shrugged and really, it wasn't completely his fault. He hated the guy, that was sure but it wasn't all Browne's fault.
"I didn't make things any easier" Browne replied.
"No," Cameron said with a shrug, "You really didn't"
"Is he," Browne sighed, "Is he going to be okay?"
Cameron frowned, "I think so but you don't really care"
Damian struggled down the stairs, taking them slowly and clutching the stair rail tightly. He breathed out a sigh of relief when he fell onto the couch, trying to make the room stop spinning. His mum walked into the room and was clutching a cup of tea; she did a double take when she saw him lying on the couch. She walked over and placed the tea next to him, smoothing back his hair affectionately.
"You made it down the stairs, love" She smiled happily.
"It hurt," He grumbled, "Nothing to be celebrating"
"You alright, love?" She asked.
"Where's Cameron?" He asked, straining his neck upwards to see her. She smiled and pressed a kiss to his forehead, before sitting down near his legs.
"He's gone with Samuel to see Browne," She snapped angrily.
"You don't approve?" He asked quietly.
"Sweetheart," She said quietly, "I just wish he had spent the day with you instead"
"You like him" Damian teased faintly, before wincing at the pain, which sprung from his ribs. Mrs. McGinty laughed and swatted him affectionately on the arm, before then kissing his cheek again.
"Ah," She smiled, "At least you don't have to worry about introducing him to the family. He lives here and I never thought my baby would be-"
"Muum" Damian cut her off, shaking his head and blushing.
"I was going to say living with your other half at such a young age, it's rather sweet! And yes, I like him" She smiled and ruffled his hair, before pushing away from the couch.
"You embarrass me," Damian complained.
"Oh sweetheart," She laughed, "I could of said much worse in front of him"
"Okay!" Damian exclaimed, "Really go now and leave me to be embarrassed"
With another loud laugh, she left the room and Damian moaned in embarrassment, covering his bright red face with a pillow. He remained like that until the door opened, Damian and Samuel walked in. Samuel burst out laughing when he saw Damian on the couch, earning a smack on the back of the head from Cameron. Damian threw the pillow off his face and looked at Cameron, his face still red.
"You alright?" Cameron asked, raising his eyebrow. Damian let out a laugh and nodded yes, still laughing even when Samuel sat on his legs.
"For a skinny guy," Damian complained, "You sure do weigh a lot"
"That was mean" Samuel snapped, making Cameron roll his eyes and sit down on the floor. Damian bent his head slightly forward, brushing his lips on Cameron's cheek but not close enough to kiss the boy. Cameron smiled slightly and restrained a pout, when Damian pulled away.
"How was the hospital?" Damian asked.
Samuel responded, "I think everything's sorted"
Things were off for a while but things were better. Everything seemed to be going all right and eventually, both Cameron and Damian were able to go to school with no one hassling them. Samuel earned a month suspension and Browne was expelled from the school, something they both were happy and sad about.
"You alright?" Damian asked, leaning against the locker next to Cameron's. Cameron shifted awkwardly and weighed up the pro's and con's, finally he decided and shrugged off his jumper. He shoved it in his locker and turned towards Damian with a smile.
"You sure you're alright?" Damian asked, watching him. He didn't twitch like he usually did when his scars were visible, nor did he try and cover them up.
"They're just scars" Cameron said with a smile, "It's not like they're part of who I am and honest, it's okay"
"Muum" Damian said with a smile and grabbed Cameron's hand tightly. He led the boy towards the cafeteria, to be greeted by Samuel, Marissa and Lindsay. Who seemed to be arguing about something, Damian frowned as they drew closer.
"But it was obvious!" Samuel exclaimed, as Lindsay gave him a shrewd look. Marissa shook her head and looked at Lindsay sadly, trying to keep in her uncontrollable laughter.
"You know what," Cameron muttered in Damian's ear, "I swear the frying pan is a brilliant idea"
Damian let out a small chuckle, as Samuel turned towards him.
"Tell them it's obvious!" Samuel pleaded with him, but Damian just shook his head. Cameron tugged him into the cafeteria, following by a laughing Marissa and Lindsay, who were sorting things out and, as it seemed even joking about it. Damian knew Lindsay still liked Marissa, it was evident from the way the brunette looked at her but she had accepted it and Marissa had accepted her.
Things were okay.
Please, tell me what you think of the end. I love you all and, wow.. it's over. THERE ARE SO MANY EMOTIONS!
And dears, please read The Phoenix's Fire – trust me, it'll get better!
Just before I finish this story completely, these two ones have meant so much to be and allowed me to pour a lot into these and to be honest, have helped me. I mean, I have never gone through what any of my characters have but the truth is, every emotion is real.
So, your reviews have meant, so much.
Love always xx
ClareBelle23