Isolation//Matthew Espinosa

3. Fix me?

Savannah grace's POV:
I feel my cheeks heat up at the thought of someone caring for me and wanting to help me. I don't understand the feeling I have bubbling away in my stomach, it's so foreign. How will he fix me? He doesn't even know me. I run towards him, I need to know if I will see him again. Wait, Savannah what are you thinking, I don't even know him and I'm trusting him to fix me. I can't even get his attention, with my stupid little voice. I open my mouth to scream his name but I can't no sound comes out. Of course my voice has to fail me now. I walk back up to my spot in the sand to finish sketching the waves. It's been an hour and I have hardly done anything I'm so distracted, I find my self staring at him constantly I need to go back home, if you can even call it a home. I start to pack away my notebook and pencil when I see Matt and two other boys walking towards me. I look to see Matt smiling at me, I can't help but feel the warmth rise to my already burning cheeks. The two boys follow behind, both are tall but one has the biggest blue eyes and a pale complexion with dark brown hair, whilst the other one has brown eyes, with a tan complexion and medium brown hair. I can't help but lock eyes with the second boy, he looks oddly familiar.
"Cam" I croak, my voice horse from the lack of use. He turns his head with a sceptic look. Did I just use my voice? Why? I only ever use it when I trust someone. How can I trust Cam if I can't even think of who he is, I wonder to my self.

Cameron's POV:
"Sav" I whisper to my self. I haven't seen her in 13 years, I never knew where she went. I always wondered about how she is and what she looks like and now all my questions have been answered.
"Oi boys I'll catch up with you guys later" I shout to Nash and Matt.
I walk over to Savannah, I don't want to interrupt her but I can't stand here waiting for her to talk to me.
"Savannah?" I approach.
"Cameron" she replies looking puzzled.
"Do you remember me?" I ask with hope that she does.
"Uhh no" she hesitates.

Savannahs POV:
I see his face drop and his eyes go glassy and a small tear falls from his eyes. I feel bad, I want to remember who he is but I can't. I have these memories circling around my head of when I was little playing with a little boy.
"Uhhh Cam, I have memories in my head of me when I was little playing with a little boy, who looks like you" I admit.
"That's me!" He smiles.
"What? It can't be, I don't even know you!"
"You may not remember me very much or know me but I remember you" he whispers. I let out a little giggle as to how creepy that sounds.
"Actually come to think of it, I have these drawings of a little boy I use to draw when I felt alone, they kinda look like you" I admit sheepishly as I pull out my note book and flip to the page.
"Wow, that sure does look like me" Cam gushes.

Cameron's POV:
This is it, I need to tell her. I can't keep hiding it. I've waited for this moment for 13 years. I can't believe I found her. This can't be true I have to be dreaming again. It's taken us so long, the police gave up on searching for her. I'm the only one left searching and it makes me so happy that I actually found her. I'm a hero, I'm her hero. Her blue eyes no longer filled with happiness, now are filled with hurt. I will change that, she will once be the happy carefree girl I once knew. Her dimples on her cheeks were always prominent but now it's like there not even there.
"What are you thinking about?" She asks, breaking me from my thought.
"There's something I need to tell you"
"What is it? It can't be bad my life is already terrible"
"Well your life is about to get a whole lot better" I smile widely.
"Savannah Grace I'm your"......