Letters To Them

Chapter 58

Cam's POV:

I hear the hospital room door open. The nurse who was fixing my drip stops. 'Grace is it,' she says, 'well it appears Cameron is doing really well. He's still in a coma and he'll be in it for a while but he can hear you. He won't be able to respond but he'll still hear everything you say,' she tells Grace.

'He's a strong one your boy. He'll pull through this,' she tries to reasure Grace. Grace grabs my hand and squeezes it softly. She starts talking.

'So Cam I don't know if you can hear me but I need to talk to you. The night you were in the accident I tried to kill myself. Shawn found me and I guess called the ambulance service. I'm really sorry. I'm a mess Cameron. I really need you here with me because I'm breaking.
I miss the way you smile eat me all the time. I miss your crazy and immature attitude.

Cameron Alexander Dallas I need you. And not just because you saved me but because I am in love with you. I love you with my whole heart. I know that it's just a small 3 words but I am in love with you. You are my everything Cam.

And I don't know how long I'll be able to hold on for longer. On the outside I appear fine but on the inside I'm broken. I need you to mend my broken pieces. I love you Cameron and I hope you wake up soon,' she finishes her little speech. I hear her sniff and realise she's crying. I just want to be able to hold her in my arms and tell her everything's fine. Why do I have to be in this stupid coma? Then I feel her soft, warm lips on my cold ones. Man I've missed her kisses. I really hope I wake up soon.

Graces POV:

I thank the lady and start running home. I open the door and race past everyone, upstairs. I go into my room and change into:

Black high-waisted jeans
Navy tank top
Camerons hoodie
Black converse

I take my hair out fbthe bun and leave it loose. I put my phone into my jeans pocket and grab my backpack, with my wallet and drivers licence in it. I go downstairs and grab Camerons car keys. I've been using his car whenever I go somewhere because... Well you know.

Shawn's POV:

Grace races upstairs, past is and into her room. 'Da heck,' Matt says. 'What's her hurry,' Nash asks? I shrug. A few minutes later she comes back downstairs. She's changed her outfit. She grabs Cam's car keys and starts to head out. I stop her.

'Where ya going,' I ask, curiously? 'I have a..,' she pauses, 'a meeting?' Her answer appears more of a question. 'A meeting huh,' I keep questioning? 'Yah and I need to go. So..,' she says. She walks past me and go outside. We watch as she hops into Cam's car and drives off.

Graces POV:

I reach the studio within 15 minutes. I park the car and head inside. I go up to the front desk. 'Hi how may I help you,' the lady asks? 'I was told to come here for a meeting,' I say. 'Go down the hall. Third door on your right,' she says, 'Calum's waiting for you.' I thank her and walk down the hall.

I walk in and a man stands up. 'Ah I'm Calum move to meet you. You must be the girl from the park,' he says. 'Hi I'm Grace and yup that's me,' I say. 'So do you want to record,' he asks? I nod. 'Any song,' he says. 'Can I do Skyscraper by Demi Lovato,' I ask? He nods. 'Sure.' I go into the small room and put on the headphones. I start singing.

*Singing*

Skies are crying, I am watching
Catching tear drops in my hands
Only silence as it's ending
Like we never had a chance
Do you have to make me feel like
There's nothing left of me?

You can take everything I have
You can break everything I am
Like I'm made of glass
Like I'm made of paper
Go on and try to tear me down
I will be rising from the ground
Like a skyscraper
Like a skyscraper

As the smoke clears, I awaken
And untangle you from me
Would it make you feel better
To watch me while I bleed?
All my windows still are broken
But I'm standing on my feet

You can take everything I have
You can break everything I am
Like I'm made of glass
Like I'm made of paper
Go on and try to tear me down
I will be rising from the ground
Like a skyscraper
Like a skyscraper

Go run, run, run
I'm gonna stay right here,
Watch you disappear
Yeah, oh
Go run, run, run
Yeah, it's a long way down
But I am closer to the clouds up here

You can take everything I have
You can break everything I am
Like I'm made of glass
Like I'm made of paper
Oh Oh
Go on and try to tear me down
I will be rising from the ground
Like a skyscraper
Like a skyscraper

*Not Singing*

Calum looks astounded. I take off the headphones and walk back into the main room. 'You Grace have the voice of an angel,' he says, 'an angel.' 'Thanks,' I say shyly. 'How old are you,' he asks? 'I've just turned 17,' I say. 'Well Grace would you like to be signed with Hollywood Records,' he asks?

It's my turn to be astounded. 'Are you serious,' I ask? 'Yeah I'm serious,' he says, 'you have a strong and powerful voice. You shouldn't waste that type of talent.' 'Then of course I'll sign,' I say exitedly!