"You have to go." Zach explains to me, while I'm looking everywhere but his face.
After Zach and I left my room and Macey's shock, we went to his room. A place I spend most of my time. I would have expected him to be happy that I decided not to leave and always be together with him, but Zach had other ideas…arguing. Why did we have to argue when everything could be perfect right now? If I was leaving, which I'm not, we shouldn't be arguing about this. This is what I want, my decision and I already decided-
"Hello?" Zach waves a hand in front of my face. I jump back a foot surprised how close he was standing to me. Just a second ago, he was across the room. Wow, I must be out of it.
"What?" I stammer, not wanting him to look at me like that. I take a few steps backwards trying to give us some space since he obviously doesn't want to be my boyfriend anymore, but he mimics my steps moving towards me. I start to panic when I hit the wall, a dead end I have no way getting out of. I close my eyes taking deep yoga breaths trying to relax myself, when all of a sudden I smell his cologne. I don't open my eyes when he tells me to and I feel his hands on my face. I sigh nervously and slide down to the ground feeling him to the same. I lean my head against the wall and take a last deep breath before opening my eyes to see Zach's an inch away from mine. After a moment of starring into each other's eyes, Zach finally breaks the silence.
"Now why won't you live with this family?" He asks barley over a whisper. I feel his warm breath on my neck and I couldn't seem to think about anything but how close he was to me. Then, all of a sudden, I feel the tears coming, falling over my cheeks. I cover my face with my hands, trying to hide the evidence and keeping my voice steady. It takes me a minute to finally catch my breath and Zach doesn't say anything which I am very grateful of.
"Because" I finally say, my voice ragged from the tears. "I don't know what I would do without you." Zach moves my hands away from my face and I immediately jerk my head down. I didn't want him to get a close up view of my smeared makeup face.
"Cam…this can't be about me." He says putting his arms around my waist, pulling me onto my chest. I nod burring my head onto his shoulder, not able to speak in words. He takes my head with his hand gently to face him, an inch away from his. I try to pull my head away from his hands, but he has a firm grip. "I'm not good enough for you." Zach whispers closing his eyes and sighs. I turn my head and thankfully, he loosens his grip. I burry my head back to his shoulder, feeling fresh tears coming again and I soak his shirt. He leans his cheek on top of my head. Finally after the long silence, Zach mumble's, "I'm so sorry" And those where the last words I heard before I blacked out.
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"Breath...Breath" I heard someone say close beside me. I flutter my eyes open to see Zach, of course. I could tell he was in panic mode and relaxed. "Cammie" He said moving towards me. "Are you all right?" Was I all right...was I all right? What kind of question is that? I guess he could tell that I looked confused, because Zach pointed to my head. "Does your head hurt?" My head? Ouch...Dam-... I immediately cover my hand to the pained spot and right away feel something warm and liquidy. I look to see red blood all over my hand and I became to feel nauseous. I close my eyes and swayed a little bit before I hit my head on the floor. "Cammie!" Zach said in a panicked voice. He put his hands around me and lifted me up in his arms. I squeeze my eyes and curl my blooded hand up tight, the pain more hurtful then my head. I could feel his muscles tighten up when he began to run out of the room. I put my arms around his neck leaning my head on his chest, trying to get some support.
"Zach" I say after a long pause. I open my eyes to see him starring down at me. "What happened?" I asked in a voice that didn't sound much like mine. I cleared my throat a few times, just to realize that I was deathly thirsty. When he didn't speak right away I looked up into his eyes to see hurt, confusion, anger.
"I don't know" He finally says looking away from my eyes and straight ahead. I tug on his shirt to get his attention, but then I see the blood, where my head was resting, I felt disy. Is it possible for the pain to become worse? Because that's what it feels like.
I moan softy and feel Zach picking up his pace, by my noise. I remove a hand around his neck and cradle it by my injured head. Now, closing my eyes, I fall into a deep sleep.
"I couldn't help it...it was my only chose." I heard a deep voice say a distance away from me. I didn't dare move a centimeter.
"Yes, but why? If the owner of this orphanage finds out what you have done, then you could be in serious trouble." Said an older woman's voice.
Ignoring the question, the guy went on. "I don't care what happens to me. I just want Cammie to be safe, so could you please get the parents that will adopt over and tell them that she will be part of there family?" At the word family I cringed, how could this person. There was a long pause and I wasn't sure if I should fake wake up-
"I'm afraid that it's Cammie choose. I know that most kids would be trilled to go off with this family, but it's her decision Zach." Zach! I open my eyes immediately, to find Zach and the nurse sitting at the far end of the nurse's office. I cleared my throat to get there attention, and right when I made a slight noise, they turned there heads in my direction. The nurse frantically got out of the chair and walked over next to me. "Oh honey, I didn't realize you were awake. How are you feeling?" I looked up at her face to see a slight worried look in her eyes. I give her a reassuring smile that I didn't just hear there conversation and she relaxed. "Does your head hurt?" She asks and right when she said it, my smile fated, but to only feel the pain.
"Umm...not really." I lie "But could I have a glass of water?" I ask. I have been thirsty ever since Zach was carrying me. The nurse nods her head and turns around. I glance at Zach to see his face in his hands. "Zach" I whisper, not loud enough for him to hear me. I sigh and turn my head looking up at the ceiling. I wouldn't think this would be such a big deal.
"Here you go." Said the woman with a glass of water in her hand. I try to sit up, but was to stiff from the uncomfortable bed I was laying on. I moan, wishing I didn't say a sound, because that would only cause frantic people asking me the same question over and over again. I sigh closing my eyes trying to forget about the pain and the water to clear up my dry throat, but all of a sudden, arms came around me lifting me up, supporting my weight. I already knew who it was.
"Thanks" I mumble trying not to be obvious that I was grateful for his arms around me. I grab the water from the nurse and gulp it down feeling refreshed. I hand the cup back, and the woman walks away, out of the small room. I get the chance to look up at Zach, still holding me, and I whisper. "Can we please leave?" He nods moving the position of his arms to lift me up, not saying a single word. I rest my head on his chest and noticed that he changed his shirt from the bloodstain I made earlier. I frown; he really does care about me. I look up at his face and couldn't help, but feel joy. He wants me to have a normal life and be a normal person.
"Your room or mine?" He asks forgetting my thoughts.
"Yours" I whisper barley getting it past my mouth. I could not, would not see the face of the devil who started this whole thing to happen. Son of a bitc-
"Here we are." Zach says opening the door to his room and laying me on his bed gently. He sighs turning around facing the wall, not looking at my face. I could tell that he was upset about the incident.
"Zach," I mumble afraid of what his response might be.
"Why?" He asked not looking at me. "I mean look at you, it's my entire fault that you have a bandage spot on your forehead." Immediately, my hand went over a rough rapping around my head, protecting the left ingured side. Has this been here the whole time? "It's not going to change anything about what happened if I show my face to you." He explained in a simple matter of fact kind of way.
"I don't care what happened." I say moving my hand from my forehead, reaching for Zach's arm, but he was too far.
"Then what do you care about?" He asks slightly changing his tone of voice, seeming calmer about the situation then just a second ago.
"I care about…" I start to say, taking a deep breath before I went on. "Knowing why you wanted to be with me and to always remember the way you look, the most gorgeous guy any girl would ever want to date and out of everybody, you picked me. So, when I move in with this family, I don't know what I would do if-" and that's all it took before he automatically turns around with a slight grin on his mouth, reaching for me to stroke my face and kissing me with passion. After a few adorably loving minutes he pulls away, sitting on the bed next to me and wraps an arm around my waist to pull me closer to him.
"So you really are going to move?" He asked looking down at me with a sparkle in his eye.
"Yes" I whisper.
Zach removed his arm around me taking my face in his hands kissing me again a way that we never kissed before, wanting me to be with him forever. Tears start to form in my eyes, falling over my rosy cheeks, but I wasn't the only one. We kiss, both of our tears filled with sadness, but for different reasons. We shared this moment together in each other's arms wanting to have more from each other then we could give.
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I walked slowly to the main office to meet my new mother, Rachel Morgan...Morgan. My name will officially be Cammie Morgan when all the legal contracts get signed. Today, I figured out that my sister, Liz, got me involved. First Kendra wanted to adopt her and she said you could pick one friend to be part of the family. Liz picked me. The real question though, is why?
I open the door to the office and right away smell a fruity scent. I glance over at the waiting chairs and see only one woman, with Liz beside her. There's nothing wrong with that, but she looked like in her middle sixties, a grandma. This couldn't be her…could it? I pause for a second just starring at the scene before me until the secretary told me to take a seat. I take a deep breath and close the door behind me, before I start to walk toward Liz. I take a seat next to her, afraid what the old woman might say.
"Cameron…right?" The woman asked me, leaning over Liz to look me straight in the eye. My face fell right when she asked me that, wishing this wasn't the woman that would now be me future mom. I was hoping she was a visitor.
"Umm…no It's actually Cammie." I tell her not knowing what else to say to the woman. I lean back in my chair hoping she would get the idea that I didn't want to talk to her. I could hear her sigh and I glanced over to see my mother looking the other way. This gave me the chance to secretly tap Liz's shoulder to get her attention. She turns her head slightly and I made a motion with my eyes directing my attention over to Rachel, but she just shrugged. I turn away looking straight ahead, slouching in my chair, hoping for the best of everything.
I was leaving tomorrow…less then two days to say goodbye to my friends, well pretty much just Zach. Everything is settled. The meeting was boring and signing everything was fine, but took up most of the day. I decided that I shouldn't judge a person and get to know them. I mean Kendra could be a really nice person, I just don't let her show it to me.
I start to head to my room, when I spot Zach leaning against the door frame looking so gorgeous. I still can't keep the thought in my mind that he was waiting just for me. I smile and walk towards him grabbing his hand and leading him inside my room. Thankfully, there was no bitc- found. I sigh in relief and take a step closer to Zach. After tomorrow, I wouldn't seem him again, and won't be his girlfriend anymore. I squeeze my eyes shut hopping not to bring back the tears. Beside me, Zach put his arm around my shoulder bringing me closer to him. I turn towards him burring my head on his shoulder. "I'm going to miss you so much." I mumble on his skin wishing I had a few more days to be together with him. He moves his arm down to my waist and rests his check on top of my head.
"You have no idea." He says sighing. I look up at his face memorizing him forever.
"Well…I guess I should start packing up." I start to inch my way away from the embrace, but feel Zach tighten his hold. "Want to help?" I ask sarcastically and wishing in my heart that he would. There's an awkward silence, before Zach goes on.
"If I didn't" He started. "Then I wouldn't be a very good boyfriend, now would I?" I smile on his chest and wrap my arms around his waist.
"I love you." I whisper closing my eyes and wishing I didn't have to leave and be away from him.
"I love you to." I hear him mumble, kissing my hair. I sigh. Whether I liked it or not, I had to get packing. I pulled away from Zach and he let go, but not immediately.
"Well, let's get to work then." I say in complete no confidence, but before I could take a step, Zach took me in his arms again, and kissed me. The kiss that we shared was amazing, the most wonderful thing that could ever happen to a lucky girl, just like me.
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