Camp Cretaceous one shots 🦖

Regret (Yasammy)

Tw: Death, grieving
Context: Alternative ending for "The long run" (Season 3, Episode 6)
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Yaz sprung away from the ground with each stride, tears forming at that corners of her eyes. She had to be quick enough. She had to. The camp loomed into view and she gritted her teeth, limping forward desperately. The sight of Sammy laying way too still on the ground took the air out of her lungs. She gasped and rushed forwards, handing the antidote to Brooklynn who gave her a solemn look and slowly injected it. Sammy remained motionless, her chest barely rising and falling. Yaz fell to her knees at Sammy's side.
"Please, wake up. You have to," Yaz said with tears running down her face, "You're the best friend I've ever had, forget what I said. We will always be friends no matter how far apart we are." She grabbed Sammy's hand, wincing at how cold it felt against hers.
"Please you can't go," she choked, watching the rise and fall of Sammy's chest weaken and then cease entirely. "I love you," she said, her voice shaking and catching in her own throat. Darius and Brooklynn hugged behind her, trying to comfort each other. Ben had his hand over this mouth in a potent mix of shock and disbelief. Kenji was slowly backing away, looking horrified. This couldn't be happening, none of this was supposed to happen. One of the last things she had said to Sammy was that they were never best friends. Why couldn't she just have said the real reason that leaving the island scared her? Leaving Sammy behind had been terrifying to her, so scary that she pushed her away. She hunched over Sammy's body, sobs shaking through her own. How could this god forsaken island be so cruel? To give her the best, most beautiful and understanding girl in the world, and then take her away. And now she sat in the rain-drenched earth realising that she would have to spend the rest of her life regretting the fact that by the time she had the guts to admit her love, the words fell on deaf ears, doomed to never be repeated back.

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