Chapter 16

I stumbled back, and would've fallen if Zach hadn't caught me. It's a good(e) thing he'd come at the right moment.

"What?" My mom looked at me in the eye. I could see all the hope and happiness.

"Mom, we went to dad's funeral. He's... he's dead."

"No, the FBI just called, and they said he was alive!"

"How?" By this time, Zach had led me to the bed, and we both said down by my mom.

"Cammie the story was that he'd gotten in a car accident with a drunk driver. They were both rushed to the hospital, and your father died. But the FBI said that wrong person died."

"Huh?"

"Both of the men looked alike, and with all the blood and damage from the accident it would be almost impossible to tell the difference. A DNA sample was suppose to determine who was who, but for some reason they're DNA was never taken. The other man survived and went off to live the secluded life that he lived, while we attended the funeral. Then about three years ago, the man went missing, and so his relatives called the police. The police went to his house and checked for finger prints, only to find out that they never matched. The police never bothered to look into the case, saying he was kidnapped. Two years later, a detective went back to the now abandoned house, and looked for more finger prints. She found it strange that only those set of finger prints would show up, so she sent them to the FBI. A few weeks ago, they ran a scanner over the finger prints, and got a match. Mathew Adams Morgan."

I stared opened mouthed at my mom. I couldn't believe it. I leaned forward and tightly hugged my mom.

"He's alive!" I whispered.

"H-He might not be Cammie." She said sadly.

"What?"

"He's been missing for almost four year now, what are the chances of him being alive?" I quickly pulled out of my mom's hug.

"We have hope, and you want to shower it with doubt?" I hissed. I felt Zach put his arm around me, and I immediately relaxed in his embrace. My mom looked at me shocked at my tone of voice.

"Come on Cammie." Zach whispered into my ear. He pulled me up, nodded at my mom and led me out the door. We heard the T.V on downstairs, concluding that JC was watching T.V, and we'd already knew Sarah had gone to go shopping for Christmas dinner. We walked into the den, and sat on the couch. Zach pulled me into his chest, holding me tightly, making me feel so safe.

"I can't believe her." I said, mostly to myself.

"She just doesn't want to get your hopes up, because it hurts when it comes crashing down at you." I looked at Zach.

"I know this because I kept hoping my parents were in a coma, not dead, but they were, and I was wreck." I looked at Zach, wondering how so much could happen, to the nicest (and cockiest) boy in the world. I wrapped my arm around him, and pulled him closer to me. All of a sudden I felt Zach laughing. I gave him the 'what's wrong look' and she started to laugh harder.

"We're...cuddling!" I looked at him like he was insane, oh wait, maybe he is.

"Remember...the...day...we...went...to...Bex's...house?" And then I remembered. The day Zach and I were bickering, and the day I found out about his parents. I pulled away from Zach.

"You really know how to ruin a moment."

"Hmm, maybe I can make it up to you!" He pulled me close to him, and crashed his lips down onto mine. I eagerly kissed back, and somehow this kiss had so much love and passion, it was almost scary. I felt Zach's warm tongue run along the bottom of my lips. I immediately opened my mouth, and felt it roam inside my mouth. By this time, Zach and I were laying down on the couch, with Zach slightly hovering over me. I was strange how our bodies molded into each other's so well, as if we were made for each other. Zach's hand was running up and down my sides, and my hand was at the nape of his neck. We soon broke out for air, and Zach stated to kiss, my neck, and I soon felt a bit. I moaned, and knew that'd make a mark. He started to suck on the place he bit, and one thought came into my mind.

I love Zachary Jared Goode

I felt a flash of light, like a camera flash. I wanted to see what that was, but I didn't want to wake up from my comfortable position. I buried my heads in something hard, and squeezed it tightly.

"Gallagher Girl, wake up!" I felt Zach whisper into my ear.

"No, let's stay here forever." I said groggily. I heard Zach laugh.

"I wouldn't mind the thought, but were on a couch, not the most private place." I opened my eyes.

"Merry Christmas Gallagher Girl!"

Aww, got to love Zammie! I hope you enjoyed reading this chapter, as much as I enjoyed writing it!

Love,

A Runner At Heart

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