Our Scars (A Cameron Dallas Fanfic)

I love her (Chapter Thirteen)

Cameron's POV

I have to turn back. I have to. I gave in I loved her too much not to. I started running back to the spot she had been lying. I returned to see that she was not there. I ran to her front door and knocked as hard as I could repeatedly. A woman answered with a confused expression, "Yes?" I scratched the back of my neck and looked at the ground. "Can I see Micah?" She looked even more confused. "She left a few minutes ago," she paused, "aren't you the boy that was at the hospital?" I took a deep breath in, "Yes, but all is well now. But if you'll excuse me, I have to go." Without letting her answer I ran down the driveway onto the sidewalk. I ran as fast as could to nowhere. I had no idea where she could be, or if I was even going the right way.

I looked at my surroundings I was in the middle of town. Why would she be here? Ugh, why did she have to do this? She knows she's cared about, doesn't she? It's all my fault. I'll never forgive myself for this.

Micah's POV

Nobody will find me here, hopefully. No one can stop me this time either. He doesn't understand, I don't belong here. I never have and I never will. I have no friends. My family barely notices me. No one notices me for that matter. So what's the point? Live in a world your miserable in, or not live at all? Second sounds better to me. I wish he could just see what it's like for a day in my shoes. Constantly getting pushed around, bullied, wanting to end it all every single day. I have no idea what's held me back this whole time. I've had these thought for years, it'd be nice to get away from my mind for a while. I will say Cameron was nice to talk to.

Cameron's POV

Where could she be? It's 8:30am, where could a 16 year old girl be at this time? I decided to go into a local coffee shop. It was always busy, someone has to have seen her. I asked a few people describing what she looked like, and whether they had seen her or not. No one had a clue. I saw another quiet girl that went to our school. I asked her. She looked up from her book, "Can you repeat that?" I took a deep breath in getting frustrated. "Have you seen Micah Blair around? You know, the quiet girl." She took a sip of her coffee. "You know what? Never fucking mind." I said walking away. "Yeah, I've seen her around." I barely heard her say. I walked back to her "Really? Where?" I asked. "She walked passed here maybe 15 minutes ago?" I smiled. "Thank you. What direction?" She pointed to the right. I ran out of the shop and down the sidewalk yet again. I hope she's okay. She's the only thing that matters right now.

Nothing was down here. I'll end up at a dead end soon. Wait. How could I be that stupid? She had to be there. I ran even faster at the thought of finding her there; safe. Trees were on either side of me. I felt so relived that I might find her. But there was a chance that she wasn't here.

I pushed myself to go faster. I turned to the right. I could see the water glistening by this point. I saw a figure standing there but I couldn't make out who it was. I got closer and closer.

They turned around. I ran faster until I was in their presence. I wrapped my arms around her and kissed her as hard as I could. I found her. If this is what happy felt like, I was the happiest guy ever. I picked her up and swung her around. "I love you. I love you. I love you. I love you." I kept repeating it. She softly laughed. "I love you too."

A/N:

Hey guys sorry I never upload but I've kinda been busy. I hope you guys enjoyed even though it's really short. Also, I have a new description. I never put the trigger warning, which needed to be added a while back. But yeah this story is triggering and I want people to know that before reading this ☺️ inbox me if you need to talk bye ily guys 💖
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