Isolation//Matthew Espinosa

5. Im here now

Savannah Graces POV:
As Cam leads me to his house, well our house. I can't help but feel safe with him, like nothing can ever hurt me again.
I'm trying to piece all of this incoherent information together. I disappeared? When? Well actually it makes sense because my "parents" never treated me as their child. But how? Why can't I remember anything but faint memories? I'm so happy to have finally found the boy who I would always draw. I wonder what mum looks like. It's so weird saying mum, like real mum. I wonder if I have any other siblings. What about dad? Do I have a real dad?
I still can't believe I spoke, that was so scary. I thought I would never speak again! Hopefully I speak to mum. I trust her right? I should be able to.
All these thoughts are whizzing around my brain, but they immediately stop when Cam opens a door to a huge White House.

Cams POV:
I hope she likes our house. I hope she likes mum and Sierra! If she remembers mum I know she will be overjoyed. I just hope she does and she opens up about everything. When we were in the water Matt told me about a girl who didn't speak up on the sand. I was curious to why and when I found out it was Sav I'm curious as of why she spoke to me.
"Hey Savannah, just quickly why did you speak to me not Matt?"
"Well with all the stuff that has happened the past four years I stopped speaking there was no use. I had no one to speak to. I didn't trust my voice nor did I want to use it again, because the last time I spoke was when something at the time I thought was terrible. But I now finally have someone who makes me feel safe and loved around. I spoke to you because I trust you Cam" she explained, a stray tear falling from her eye.
I quickly wiped it away as we walked through the door.

Gina's (Cams mum) POV:
I heard the door open, Cameron must be home. I can hear faint talking of him and a girl. Her voice sounds strained and oddly familiar. I hear him say Savannah and I can't help but think about how he needs to stop talking about her. It's been 13 years and we haven't found her. I'm not giving up on her but I just don't want him getting his hopes up and making his depression worse.
I decide to go down stairs to see him and whoever he brought home. She must being really close to Cam because he never talks about Savannah to anyone other than his really close friends.
I get to the first step when I see her, her long brown hair no longer shiny but ratty and knotted, her naturally petite body now scattered with bruises and scars, I hear her quietly giggle, it sounds rough and supressed. I have an overcoming feeling of shock and curiosity of where she has been for thirteen years, why she is here, how did Cam find her and why does she look the way she does. She looks up at me and when we lock eyes, that's when realisation hits, my baby is back after thirteen years. I can't help my body, but my knees go weak and I drop to the floor with my hands covering my face, tears falling down my cheeks with ease and desperate screams and weeps failing from my mouth. I start choking and my mouth drys up but I can't stop weeping, my little girl is finally here. I hear footsteps coming up the stairs and fragile weak arms wrap around my body, I instantly feel the familiar embrace and hear the words I never thought I would;
"M-mum. I'm here now" Savannah stuttered out whispering.

A/N: I really like this chapter! I hope you do too. Ooooh happiness overload! She finally saw her mum!