Somehow I managed to get some shut eye last night even though my bed didn't feel like my bed any more. I felt like a stranger in my own apartment because I haven't really been here much since Kendall's accident. I haven't even slept in my own bed for a while, instead I have been favouring either Kendall's bed or anywhere in the hospital just so I could be closer to Kendall. Mainly in case Kendall woke up because I didn't want him to be alone.
I yawned and stretched, jumping out of bed to make myself a piece of toast.
Jen had told me last night that either herself or Katie would let me know what time they are planning to go visit Kendall today so that I can go with them.
"I should go back to bed" I said out loud. But as soon as I said it I felt wide awake. I knew if I went back to bed then I wouldn't sleep. I dressed slowly, feeling strange that I didn't have to rush for once.
Someone rung my apartment doorbell, I think. It has been a while since I have been here but how have I forgotten what that tune sounds like. Secretly I hoped that my visitor is Jen so that we can go to the hospital and visit Kendall already. I can't believe this for the first time in the four years since I moved into this apartment I am bored. I used to be desperate to spend time here when I was busy auditioning or learning my lines or even filming. I guess that is always the way. You appreciate something when you don't see it too often.
I opened the door to Camille. "Hi"
"Hi sweetie" she said trapping me in a big hug "How are you?"
"Better now he's waking up" I said closing the door behind her. I led her over to my sofa.
"It's great isn't it?" Camille said.
"I still can't believe that he is breathing for himself"
"Your agent hasn't stopped calling me" Camille told me. "I guess you've been ignoring him?"
I shrugged my shoulders. "What did she want?"
"She's found a part that she thinks you are perfect for. The audition is tomorrow" Camille explained.
I shook my head "Cami it's too soon. Sorry but I think that I need some more time out from auditions before I start work again. My heart's not in it"
"You need to tell her that yourself" Camille said. "And tell her not to phone me. Its every hour!"
"Do you understand why I've been ignoring her?" I asked. We both burst out laughing.
Camille managed to compose herself before I did. She grabbed my hairbrush off my coffee table. "Come here I will sort that hair out for you. I can't let you go see your boyfriend for the first time in a couple of weeks and have you look homeless. What on earth is everybody going to think if they saw you like this?"
"Camille I've seen him everyday since his accident" I reminded her. "Everybody knows what I have been going through. They would understand"
"No I meant it'll be the first time he's seen you since then"
"It's not a date!" I pointed out.
She ignored me. "Oh before I forget I thought you had slept at Kendall's like you've been doing every night, so I had stopped there first. Jen asked me to tell you that they are going in at noon to see him."
"Okay I can wait until then" I said. I watched her separate my hair into sections and brush them through one by one. "Cami where is the test?"
"It's still in my car I forgot to take it out with me because Logan was there. Its probably still on the floor under my seat. Its not been moved since then for definite"
"can we go get it? I don't want anyone to find out about this" I asked, eagerly
She took my hand and put her hand under my chin "Sweetie, they will find out eventually anyway...secrets do not stay burried for long. I am going to drive you to the hospital we need a proper catch up. We will go get the test and then drive over together to meet the others there"
She pulled me by my hand, grabbed my jacket and bag and then led me towards Jen's apartment, only stopping long enough to let me lock my apartment. We popped in past Jen's apartment to let her know that Camille had offered to drive me over to the hospital so Jen and Katie wouldn't have to hang around waiting for me to get ready.
We went outside to the Palm Woods car park where Camille normally parks her fiat 500.
"it'll be under the driver's seat" Camille told me, reaching under the seat. She stopped smiling.
"What? What is it?"
"Jo.." she turned her back on my and tried to look under the driver's seat. "I'm sorry"
"Camille talk to me" I said. "What's wrong?"
"I can't believe it. I left it right there but the test...it isn't here now"
