Hey, sorry I didn't update. Hotel didn't have very good WiFi. I know, "Excuses, excuses". I own very good excuses. Mainly because my excuses are always true.

But I do not own Degrassi, which is definitely true.

My head hit the floor hard, but I think it knocked a little reality into me.

That I choose Zig. I even texted him saying I did. Legit this time, no turning back. And to meet me at 6 at Little Miss Steaks.

I mean, let's look at it. It's been nearly three months. I still have no idea how Cam is.

Stable. Or. Mental.

Hopefully, he's stable, but thinking about it... he's probably not. He threw a glass at me last time I saw him!

The test didn't disappoint.

Negative.

The last thing I needed was to be in the situation I'm in and be pregnant.

I quickly get up and rush out. I feel so sick, though. I rush outside and climb on my bike. I pedal and pedal. Not exactly sure of where I'm going, I make an abrupt stop.

A car quickly stops and a man in his mid 40s comes out and helps me up.

"Need a ride?" he asks.

"I know better than to get in the car with strangers." I snap... then look him up and down. "But, uh, thanks for the offer." I say and climb back on my bike. He gets a needle and makes the tire flat. Unless he's on drugs, I don't know exactly where he just pulled out a needle.

"Now you have no choice." he says, smirking.

"I can walk." I say back and start to run. He grabs me by my sleeve.

As I try to fight him off, he pushes me down on the ground roughly.

"Get in the car, you little bitch!"

He shoves me in his car.

He drove around for a little while and I see the mental hospital Cam is in.

"Stop here." I order.

The man grabs a strand of my blonde hair and whispers something.

"Don't tell anybody about this."

"But you didn't do anything to me. And you won't." I say as I try to get out. He locks the doors.

I can only rely on the window. I look at the window and look back at the man.

"Maya." someone says. I look at the window to see a smiling Cam.

"Cam? Is that you? Like... you. I sometimes have hallucinations about you." I ask, shocked and confused.

Cam touches my wrist.

"Yeah. Come on." he says. I look back at the man. He puts his finger to his mouth telling me not to say anything.

"No. Thank you for the ride. I appreciate it." I thank him.

He opens the door.

"It was for Gina." the man says as I get out. Before I can look back and respond, he's already driven off.

I hug Cam tightly. He takes me inside to his room.

"So. What brings you here?" Cam asks.

"I'm not really sure. How's life been? Last time I saw you... you sort of threw a glass at me." I say.

"Oh. The doctors said... I might be bipolar. I have to take medication. Sorry about that."

"It's okay. I missed you. I thought it'd take three months. It's been, like, two."

"Well, that's even better, right?" Cam says and takes my hand. I missed the way he made me feel.

"Yeah. So, when do you get out of here?" I ask.

"Tomorrow. I have a few tests and then I pack up and leave."

"You wanna hang out some time?" I ask.

"The doctors said I shouldn't create any attaching relationships for three to six months."

"What do they know? Nothing obviously." I say. And then realize what I said. "Besides the fact that they fixed you." I add.

Cam smiles.

"I missed you, too."

"So. What about hockey?" I ask.

"I can't play for about two months. I won't play for about two years. It's on hiatus." Cam says.

"Cool. Well..." I begin and find a loss for words.

My phone beeps. It's 6 and time for my... date, or whatever you wish to call it, with Zig. I shrug.

I scoot closer to Cam. Squeezing his hand, I begin to cry.

"What's wrong?" Cam asks.

"You." I answer.

"I'm fine."

"No, you're not. Everything is keeping us apart. We have every reason to be together... and no reason to be... like... this."

"Do you believe in fate?" Cam asks.

"I don't know."

"Well, maybe fate is keeping us apart. There's nothing you can do about fate."

"But then why did I get another chance?"

"What?"

That's when I have to explain everything to him. Things I've left out with Katie... Tori... Tristan... and even Zig.

Speaking of Zig, its 6: 12. I'm already late and already downtown. It'll take twenty minutes to get there, but walking would probably take forty. I'll just text him, telling him it's off.

I pull out my phone.

"Maya. I believe you." Cam says. I drop my phone and look up at him.

"I believe you. You did all that for me?" Cam repeats.

"I took away my life for you." I say.

Then I realize. Cam took away his life for me. He didn't hate me. He loved me. It wasn't even his fault. It was his stupid disorder. Or maybe I'm all wrong.

It was fate. Fate's like mother nature. Twists and turns. Unexpected things.

Speaking of unexpected things...

There's a knock on the door. Cam gets up to get it. Of all people that can walk in... Miss Canada, the First Lady, Neil Armstrong... hell, Rihanna. Bigfoot, maybe?

Gina walks in.

"Hi, Campbell. This your girlfriend?" she asks.

"You've met me. And no, I'm not." I answer.

"This is Lina. She comes to check on me a lot."

"Lina? Lina?! Seriously?! A word, please." I shout. "Lina." I add.

I yank her arm and drag her in the bathroom.

"Hey. Your welcome." Gina says.

"Your welcome? No. I hate you."

"Cam is stable. I can make him stab himself in a split second. Or even you."

"I don't care. I miss my life. I miss my kids."

"You make the wish... you pay the price. Besides, he's stable. He's yours. I thought this was what you wanted. I did this for you." Gina says.

"Did what? Ruined my life?"

"You wished it!"

"Quiet."

"You already told Cam. No harm, no foul."

"Can you at least help me?"

"How? No taking back wishes."

"I know. But... I can start over. You can erase all three wishes and I make new ones. Right?"

"No. Where'd you get that idea from?"

"In a book. Genies For Dummies."

"Ha. I'm not a genie. I'm a sorceress. I will never give you your wishes back. I thought about it... but this visit told me something." Gina says and walks out, slamming the door.

I rush out to find her, but she's not even in the room anymore.

I plop on Cam's bed and yawn, realizing my lack of sleep. He tucks me in with his cover, and climbs in bed, too. I take his hand and come closer. He puts his arms around me, cradling me almost. I fall asleep instantly.

'There's no safer place than right here with me.'

I wake up after a couple hours and forget the world. I forget everything. I feel stupid for thinking that Zig was "the one" and I feel stupid for ever having second thoughts.

Cam's also asleep, when I reach down and grab my phone, I see that Zig texted me.

'Where r u?'

I take a risk and respond, 'With Cam'.

"Cam. Cam!" I whisper-shout and shake him a little.

He suddenly wakes up.

"Yeah?"

I take his hand and squeeze it. He looks confused.

Our lips press against each others. The kiss is sweet and passionate. And this is my way of telling fate that I'm going to be with the person I love. Whatever it throws at me next... then so be it.

Fate is like a candle
More than you can handle
Blow out the light
And you just might

Face the dark
Light a spark
Whether a flicker or a flame
Each speck will not be the same

Try to get loose
And even go against it
You'll find yourself representing it
And winning it

Do you believe in fate?
Do you believe in hate?
In the end, you'll have to go your own way.

And the way I go doesn't matter. North, East, West, or South.

As long as I'm with...

Cliffie hanger! I don't own that poem, I... okay, I do.. you like it? It came out of nowhere. Bad? Corny? But aside from the poem, I hope you like the chapter. I don't own that quote. It's said a lot. I really don't know who owns it.

I decided to increase the story, at least to 20 chapters. Reviews?

Next Update: Well, knowing me, at least on Monday.