Sunshine001: did I ever tell you I love you? *asks innocently* *batting eyelashes*

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I ran, I fought, I screamed, I killed. I did it for them. I rocked back in forth in the small house. I thought of the better times with them. It was fun. Now I was in a hell hole. CRASH. I covered my ears. They're coming. They're coming. I stifled my sobs and concentrated on the better times. Macey. Bex. Liz. I want to get back to them, I don't want them to feel the pain of losing someone.

BAM

"Get out of there." The man instructed in Russian. I stood. He went for me, and stuffed me in the truck. Silence. Dark. Silence. Silence. Dark. HELP I thought, help me! I screamed in my head. Where was my back up? CREAKK the trunk opened.

"Get up bitch." I got up, frozen with fear.

He punched and punched until he got the gun and aimed it at my heart only missing inches.

BAM.

Cam POV

I gasped for air. It's dark.

"No, no, no. Where's the switch?" I clumsily get out of bed looking for the light. "Where? Where is it?!" I panicked. Then I felt something, the switch. I felt safe. I was home. I turned it on and went to the kitchen. I reached for the cubby and took out my medicine. I shakily took two and swallowed down looking for water. Then I slightly froze, someone was here. I grabbed for a knife next to me and whirled.

"Get out from the shadows, now." I said in Russian just in case.

"No need for the knife." I recognized that voice. Zach. I sighed, dropping the knife and going back to my water. I was still shaking. I heard the rattle of my medicine.

"Post-traumatic stress disorder pills?"

"Yeah."

"Are you seeing anyone for help?"

"No."

"Why?"

"Get out of my house." He stepped out and grabbed me.

"Let go, let go!" I said hitting his back. "Stop!" It brought back too many bad memories. He put me down on a chair.

"Your shaking."

"You're an idiot. You shouldn't have done that and maybe I wouldn't be shaking now."

"Talk to me."

"No." I curled up into a ball on the couch. "Just get out of here." I couldn't hold it in any longer, it's either he get out or I cry right in front of him. Which I can't afford or else the horny bastard will make a move on me.

"I can help." He said gently. I covered my ears. It's all lies, you know. Your friends, they hate you. They don't understand you. I can help, join us Cameron. I can make everyone disappear. He said tauntingly.

"Stop! Get out, I don't need your help! You hate me! All of you! Just get out!" I covered my ears and squeezed my eyes shut. "Get out." My voice cracked, I was on the verge of tears. I can feel his eyes on me, then gone. I opened my eyes and saw him leaving.

Slam.

"What's wrong with me?" I whispered. I couldn't stop crying. 5 years worth of tears flowing out of me. The little things that I didn't cry about, I cried now. I couldn't help it.

Zach POV

I closed the door and leaned against it. I heard her cries. Her muffled screams and cries. When she was having a nightmare, she was screaming and moving around. I couldn't move, I didn't want her to know I was in her house. That's until I saw her. She looked like an emotional wreck. It broke my heart. I can't believe we actually left her alone to do that mission. What actually happened?

Crash

I barged in, "Gallagher Girl?" I heard punches and kicks. I walked into her bedroom to see her fighting more men. She gave me a glance then focused on her opponent.

"Don't. Punch. Call. Punch. Me. Punch. Gallagher Girl. Punch."

"What the hell is going on?" I rammed into the one coming behind her, grabbed a knife and stabbed his leg.

"ARGH!" he yelled in pain. I turned around to see her finishing the last one.

"I have no idea. I was… uh.. having a moment. And they barged in from the balcony." She pointed.

"Why do they want you?"

She smirked, the broken Cammie I knew gone, "You jealous they're after me and not you?"

"You can't smirk like that and pretend that your little moment didn't happen."

"Well I just did so I don't see the problem here."

"The problem is-"

"Look, can I grab some stuff and move into your house for a bit? My hideout has been revealed .."

"I-" She raised an eyebrow.

I sighed, "Yeah why not? Hurry up"

"Good. See you outside."

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She came out of her door, walking casually with her stuff on her back, her phone in her hand.

"What are you doing?"

"Making a meeting with everyone. To let them know about the situation." She whipped her head to the building next to us.

"Zach!" She dropped her bags, lunged and tackled me.

BAM. A sniper.

"Ughh." She groaned.

"Cammie? Are you hurt?"

"Nah. Hurry up, let's get out of here." She ran to her stuff, picked it up and ran into the passenger seat. I went into my Bugatti [A/N : Idk how to spell it] and sped out of there.

We rode in silence for a few moments.

"Thanks." I said sparing her a glance.

"No prob." She went into her bags taking out her medicine and taking one pill this time. She finished drinking her water. She shakily took a deep breath. "I guess its time to tell you what happened." She gave me a side glance. "I'll… also tell the others. That's why I arranged a meeting."

"First we have to get you to a safe place."

She nodded her head.

I hope after this, she'll let us help her.

WAH. I never knew it was short! I'm so sorry. Also, this one is pretty bad too. Don't kill me k. It broke my heart to type this omg. Thanks! And again, I'm so so so sorry for this chapter being bad. And for the short chapters. T_T