Letters To Them

Chapter 55

Nash's POV:

After Shawn ran out of the room, everyone looked around confused. I sit down on the chair next to Cam. Tears silently roll down my cheeks. I grab his hand. 'Please be alright. Cameron you need to be alright,' I plead.

Someone sits in the chair next to me. 'He has to be alright,' it's Hayes. 'He'll be fine,' I say. I give Cams hand a squeeze. I look at Hayes and he's crying too. Cameron's like a brother to both of us.

Graces POV:

I jolt up. My vision clears and I see a doctor talking with two nurses. They all turn and look at me. 'Ah miss Kingsley,' the doctor says, 'how do you feel?' 'I feel a bit lightheaded,' I say. 'Would you like to tell us what your remember,' she asks? 'I was in my eoom and I was really upset. I went into the bathroom and the voices in my head kept repeating that no one loves me. I grabbed my razor and cut because I wanted to die,' I say. I blush and look away, embarrassed.

The doctor nods and writes something down on her clipboard. 'Would you like me to get the boys that came with you,' she asks? I nod slowly as if questioning myself. Do I really want to see them?

She walks out of the room. I look down at my bandaged arms ashamed. Why couldn't I have died? I don't want to be here anymore. I'm just a problem. The door opens and Matt, Carter and the Jacks walk in. I look away, unable to look them in the eye.

Op 'Hey munchkin,' Matt says. 'Hi,' I say quietly. They all sit down on the bed or in the chairs next to the bed. Matt and Gilinsky wrap their arms around me. 'Can you tell us why,' Johnson asks? I shake my head. I bite my lip, trying my hardest not to cry.

'Hey don't cry,' Gilinsky says rubbing my back, comfortingly. A tear rolls down my cheek. I quickly wipe it away. 'Cams in hospital,' Carter says. 'What,' I ask? 'He was hit by a drunk driver. He's in a coma and they don't know when or if he'll wake up,' Matt explains. I freeze. 'When,' I ask? 'Right before Shawn found you we got a call,' Johnson says.

'I need to talk to Shawn,' I say. 'We don't know where he is,' Johnson says. I look at them confused? 'Shawn ran out of the hospital and he won't answer anyone,' Johnson continues. I nod slowly.

Shawn's POV:

I sit down next to Kian. 'Yo wassup man,' Jc says. I sigh. 'Not much,' I say, 'aside from both Cam and Grace are in hospital and it's all my fault.' 'What,' Kian exclaims? 'Cam was in a car accident and Grace cut again,' I explain. They both gasp. 'Have you heard anything,' they ask? 'No,' I say, 'and I'm not sure if I want to.'

The lady calls my name. I stand up and go over to her. 'Thanks,' I say, taking my cup. 'Lets go,' Kian says. We all walk out of Starbucks and back towards the hospital. We go up to floor 5 and I see Taylor standing outside in the hall. He looks over and relief fills his face.

'Everyone's freaking out,' he says. I look at him confused? 'They thought that something bad had happened to you seeing as you wouldn't answer us,' he explains. 'I just needed some space. If it wasn't for me we wouldn't be in this mess,' I say. It's Taylor's turn to look confused?

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'If I wasn't so crazy jealous of Cam and Grace none of this would've happened,' I say. A pissed off looking Nash walks towards me. 'Maybe your right. If you weren't so irrational my bestfriend who is basically my brother wouldn't be here right now,' he shouts, 'so maybe you should just leave. Go back to Canada Shawn. Stop causing problems.'