Cammie POV
Beep.
Beep.
Beep.
That annoying sound wouldn't shut up!
I slowly opened my eyes.
Around me was all white. A pillow that was really plump was positioned under my head, which was throbbing painfully. My arms and legs were sore and it hurt to breathe.
I turned and saw Zach sprawled on a chair, hair messed up and a grim look on his face.
"Zach?"
His eyes flew open.
"Cammie!"
He practically jumped on me. His hands cupped my face and he peppered it with kisses.
"I thought you wouldn't wake up," he sobbed.
I slid my arms around him and tangled my fingers in his hair.
"I'm fine."
His lips stopped on mine and kissed me gently.
It wasn't enough.
I had gone through torture and almost died for this boy…I needed more. I kissed him hard, pulling him against me. He smiled against my lips and braced my neck.
"Cammie," he whispered when he pulled back, "I love you so much."
"I love you too Zach."
His hands rubbed my sides and he pressed his forehead to my neck.
"I thought I lost you," he whispered.
I stroked his neck slowly, tears forming in my eyes.
"I'm sorry…I shouldn't have left."
He looked up; his green eyes looked piercing through his dark hair.
"Why did you leave Cam?"
A tear slowly fell which he kissed away.
"I couldn't stand thinking anyone else would get hurt," I shut my eyes. "I didn't want anyone else to get hurt."
"Oh baby," he whispered and kissed me softly.
Tears fell from my face freely now but he didn't try to stop them and neither did I.
"It's okay baby…it's all over."
He hugged me tightly and I cried into his chest.
"Cammie…you stopped it. There's no reason to cry and be scared."
He pulled back and stared into my eyes.
"You're safe. You're with me."
He kissed me again softly.
His lips reassured me. His arms held me in a cage that was meant for my safety. His eyes watched me carefully like he was afraid of what I was going to do next.
"Cammie…promise me this time…you won't leave."
"Zach," I started, a fresh wave of tears were about to spill.
"I can't live without you Cammie…I need you to stay with me…to be with me," he bit his lip and then looked up at me. "Promise me you'll be mine…and stay safe."
Before I could answer his lips pressed against mine.
"Promise," he whispered against my lips and didn't let me speak again.
He knew my answer.
He always would.