Help Me ~ c.d

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| cameron |

"You can leave tomorrow." The nurse says. I thank her and she walks out. Alia lays back in her bed and let's out a deep breathe.

"You okay?" I ask her. She nods with her eyes closed. "Hungry?" She shakes her head. "Tired?" She shrugs. "Bored?" She nods.

"Extremely." She stretches out the word.

"Should I bring in matt? That's always entertaining." We both laugh. I can't help but smile like a madman at the sound of her laugh. She sees me and tilts her head like a confused puppy.

"What?" She asks. I shake my head and shrug.

"It's just, I missed your laugh." I say. She blushes. Her smile fades quickly.

"How long was I out?" She asks. I think for a moment, recalling to the journal I took daily recordings of my day in.

"30 and a half days." I say. She seems saddened.

"I left you in misery for basically a whole month." She exasperatedly says.

"But you're back now." I argue.

"Bring my mom in please. We need to talk to her." And so I did what se told me to.

~*~*~

After two hours of letting her speak to the others we had to leave, visiting hours were over. I rushed back in to kiss Alia's head before I left but she was silent and breathing calmly. She was fast asleep. And so I kiss her lips cupping her face in my hand. As I begin to leave I trail my hand along her beautiful cheek.

As we walk out I stick my hands in my jean's pockets. Nash walks next to me, staring at his feet as he walks. I look up to avoid being hit by a car or even tripping.

"So, about that dog-" he begins but I quickly cut him off.

"I didn't ask her." I say and shift my jacket to get it more comfortable.

"I did." He smiles.

"And?" I inquire, thinking about dog named immediately with hope.

"She said yes." He smiles even wider. I smile too as we climb in the car. I can't help but shake my head and chuckle as I start the car.

"What's so funny Dallas?" Matt asks. I shake my head and begin to back the car up.

"Oh nothing. Tonight's just the first night i can sleep okay. Knowing she's okay, I mean." I explain. Mahogany 'aw's in the back.

"Shut up." I groan, laughing along with the rest of the group.

Tomorrow shall be the day. The day we go home happy and get a dog and chose a name and keep that as our child because God isn't ready to give me a real child. I'm okay with that. I'm okay with anything if she is.

| alia |

"Do I have to?" I groan as the nurse lowers the headboard of my bed.

"Of course you do. C'mon just one more week of pills and you're done." She tries. I shrug and take the pill, swallowing it with a gulp of water. I then lay my head down on the pillow.

"That boy, he visited you everyday." The nurse says. "Cameron and I spoke a few times. He told me how he hated seeing your face contort into fear and hearing you mutter incoherent things in your coma. He hated seeing you like that. He sure is a keeper. Brought in flowers everyday. He read to you. I think he may even be writing a book." She says.

I listen intently. Cameron writing a book? It can't be. Probably a journal to keep himself from going insane. I bet nash made him. I wonder what they're doing right now?

"Did you give me melatonin today?" I yawn as I ask. The nurse nods and so do I as I stretch and get comfortable, feeling the blanket of sleep overcome me.

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a/n: yayayayayayayayay

Even though this is really shitty I like it

My crush might actually like me ifknfnsbsbsjsbs YAY

Okay goodnight it's late