Survive-Camila/You

Chapter 20

A/N- here's the picture of the characters. :)

Your Pov

Darkness, that's all I see. I hear screaming all around me. Am I dead, the last thing I remember is Bill pointing a gun to my head. I can't make out the voices but that's definitely a girls voice that's talking to me. I feel my body being lifted up and then I find the power to open my eyes. I look up to see Jakes face. I hear his breath, his heart beat, people's voices screaming in the background, crying and...... Gun shots... What's happening? The sounds start fading and I think it looks like we entered a house now. I feel my body being placed on something hard. I hear the door bang and more voices approaching. I try opening my eyes wider. I see Lauren, Jake and Dylan around me. Jake and Dylan on my right and Lauren on my left. "Take her shirt off, I'll get the things" Lauren said walking to the side of the room. I feel hands on my shirt pulling it off. That's when I feel the pain in my chest. I hear crying in the background, sobbing. I see Lauren back on my side looking at my chest. She looks at the guys with a worried look before grabbing something and started to do something. The pain got worst I felt like screaming, but I was to weak. I felt my eyes closing, and then nothing. Total darkness.
End of Pov

Camila's Pov
I cried as Dinah was holding me in her arms trying to make me calm down. She was shot, I saw her move her hand grabbing the gun, but before she took it away he shot. Her side was all bloody. The blood kept spilling. I watched as Jake and Dylan took her shirt off. I cried more as Lauren had a worried look on her face. The door opened after a while, I saw the rest running in with guns. "We got our stuff" Alice said placing the bags on the ground before running to Y/N side. I saw a tear slide down her face before she moved away. We all sat in silence before Lauren spoke. "Someone's gonna have to give her blood." She was trying to get the bullet out of Y/N side. "Do any of you know what blood type she has?" We all shake our heads. "A Negative" Jake said. I look at him he was just watching as Lauren was taking the bullet out. "Get the bag" she said. Jake stood up grabbing the bag and taking the needle and and blood bag out. "Who here has A Negative" she asked. "Me" Chris and I say. "Well who wants to do it." She asked. I stood up and ran over before Chris. "I'll do it" she nods and points to a seat. I see her grab a cloth and give it to Jake. "Just rob of the blood and make sure she doesn't bleed out" she said, ok that scares me. She walked over to me with the needle and bag. "You sure" she whispered when she kneeled down next to me. I nod, I never like needles. In fact I hated them, I never wanted to go to the hospital, scared the shit out of me. I looked away as I felt the needle enter my arm. "Done" I heard Lauren say. I look back at her to see a bag full of blood. She placed the blood bag on the table and grabbed another needle placing it into Y/N arm. She attached the blood bag to it and gave it to Ally so she can hold it. I watched her grab a needle. She's about to put on stitches I look away. And tears started to fall. What if she doesn't make it? I feel arms pull me into a hug. I hug back and look up to see Normani. After pulling away I sit down on my seat. After five minutes I hear a voice " Camila, can I talk to you?" I look up to see Alice above me. I stand up and we walk into a different room. "It's your fault" she says. I give her a weird look. "It's your fault she got shot, he said if you didn't say anything nothing would have happened" she says with anger in her voice. "I didn't do shit, it was Bill, he fucking shot her not me." I say angry that she was accusing me of shooting the one I love. " on the day I found you and your group out there, I should have just let you die. I shouldn't have helped you. She would be okay right now, she wouldn't have been shot." She says angry. I glare at her. " I said it's not my fault." I nearly scream. I felt a hand collide with my cheek. I stumble back and touch my cheek. "OW" I say. "You deserved that you bitch" she says. "She's going to die because of you, it's your fault." She walked out of the room. It's not my fault, right? I wouldn't have hurt her, never! I let my hand fall from my cheek. It's not my fault, it's Bills. It's not...... It's not....it's....

It's my fault.

A/N- Thanks for reading, did you like it?