Second chance// book 2 (hayes Grier)

Ch.23

~2 days later~ ~cam's P.O.V~

I'm in the kitchen making breakfast . I scramble some eggs and put some toast in the toaster oven. It starts and I get on my phone and get on Instagram. I hear the toast pop up and I get it out and put it on a plate. I walk out of the kitchen and start walking to the living room. Right as I pass the door I hear the door open.

"GUYS WHAT THE HELL! I HAD TO WALK ALL THE WAY HERE FROM THE HOSPITAL!" I hear her yell.

No! it can't be! They said she was dead!

I walk backwards back into the hall in between the kitchen and living room and see Morgan standing there. I stair at her in disbelief.

"Cam... HELLO?! Anybody in there?" She asks walking towards me and waving her hand in my face.

"B-bu-but they s-said you where d-dead?" I say talking to myself.

"What?!" Cam I can assure you I'm not dead." She says laughing.

"OH MY FUCKING GOD! MORGAN! THEY TOLD US YOU DIED!" I yell dropping the plate and running to her, hugging her

~Morgan's P.O.V~

"OH MY FUCKING GOD! MORGAN! THEY TOLD US YOU DIED!" Cam yells then drops his plate of food hugging me.

"Cam what are you talking about?" I ask.

"They rolled your body out and told us you died." Cam informed me.

"Yea, I flatlined but they brought me back a few seconds after they rolled me out of the room. I woke up and they told me I could go in two days. And it's been two days." I tell him.

"I guess they might have gotten confused and told the wrong group of people." Cam says to his self.

"Cam. You gatta stop talkin to your self. It's kinda creepy." I say chuckling at the end.

"Oh sorry." He laughs.

"Wait I got to tell them your back!" Cam says.

"Wait Cam lets trick them!" I whisper/yell.

"Good idea." He says.

"Is anyone in my room?" I ask.

"Umm I don't think so.Let me go check." He says running up stairs. He comes back Down And sits on the couch.

"No there's no one in there. I think everyone is still asleep." He says.

"What are you going to do?" He asks me

"I'm going to act like I'm a ghost since all of them think I'm dead." I say in a duh tone.

"Oh that's smart." He says.

"No cam your just dumb." I say placing my hand on his shoulder.

"Whatever just go get ready." He says.

I run upstairs into my room and get an old grey T-shirt and tore it. I put some makeup on it to make it look distressed. I got a old pair of denim shorts and tore them up. I did my makeup with a powder that's to light for my skin tone. I put some dark eye shadow under my eyes and red on the inside conners. I put some fake white contacts in and I walk down stairs into the living room.