The bad boy & the church girl. (EDITING)

Chapter 13.

'I fucking told you not to say that you loved me, this always happens.' I scream at Zane trying to pull him out of the car. I pull out his phone & dial 911.

'Hello what's your emergency?'

'Zane he has been in and accident.' I say while my whole body shakes.

'A car accident? Were you involved? How many people are hurt?'

'Just him we're on Orchard road at the sharp bend, deep in the woods.' I struggle to get him out but finally I muster enough strength to pull his limp body out of the car window. 'Please hurry!' I scream sobbing when i feel his neck not finding a pulse.

'There is an ambulance on its way.'

I hang up before the operator can say anything else.

I cup his pale face letting the tears fall. 'Zane, i'm so sorry. Please come back to me.'

No response.

I look up at the sky feeling as if I should ask for help. Not knowing where to talk or how to start I close my eyes and lean my head against Zane's forehead.

'God I know you're there. I know I haven't talked to you in awhile, but I have a proposition for you. I dont know if thats how you work, but I'm taking a shot here.' My voice cracks as I struggles to control my breathing. My tears soak my face as I stroke Zane's cheeks. 'Please bring Z-Zane back, & i will commit to you like my mom wants me too. The way my dad wanted me too. I will live for you and only you. I will do it all right. I will not be consumed by sin. Just please bring Zane back, I lo-.' My prayer is cut off abruptly when sirens fill my ears.

She craned her neck to see four EMT's run with a stretcher in hand down the hill towards her. Four more firemen follow closely behind them. 'Please help him!' I cry out. One of the EMT's approach me & ask if I'm okay. 'Me? I don't fuc-.' She stops mid curse word to correct her language like she promised. 'I don't matter, just please, God please, get him out & save him.'

He nods & rushes to Zane to break him from the cage the car is creating around him. I sob softly to myself as I see them get his limp body to the stretcher and into the ambulance.

'Can I ride?'

'Are you family?' The younger girl EMT says coldly.

'No, but-' she's cut off when the door slams in her face. She tries to yell at them to stop but the sirens deafen her screams.

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4 hours later.

The walls are white,

The chairs are white,

The tiled floors are white.

I hate hospitals,

They're really white.

You know whats not white?

Blood.

Blood that is now covering my gray sweatshirt & blue sweatpants.

Blood that's covering my hands, arms & face.

Blood that Zane was drenched in.

Drenched in his blood, Zane's blood.

My heart was beating out of my chest as i bit my fingernails out of a nervous habit. Zane's mother finally arrived & when she saw me covered in blood she immediately enveloped me into a hug. I was already crying but those cries turned into sobs steady with his moms sobs as we held eachother. When we finally separated i offered her coffee because I didn't know what else to do. When she politely declined i nodded & sat beside her. She turned to me & i knew she wanted answers.

'What's your name again sweety?' Her voice was raspy from crying & maybe smoking but i didnt want to judge her.

'Um, Camille, Camille Smith.' She smiled.

'I'm Lucy Rodes. Zane's father should be here momentarily.' His texts popped into my mind at the mention of his father. Zane hated his dad. 'At the sight of your face I'm guessing you know some of my son & husbands relationship?'

I nodded once. 'A little, not much & its not my business.'

Before Lucy could say anything else to me a dark skinned lady in her forties approached us in a long white coat. 'Mrs.Rodes?'

Lucy, still clinging to my arm pulled me along with her to the doctor. 'Yes that's me.' The doctor nodded and fixated her gaze on me.

'I'm Za-' i started but was cut off.

'She is Zane's fiancé. Now continue how is Zane?'

My head snapped towards Lucy but when i saw her calm composure I went along with it.

The doctor nodded & looked at her iPad in her hands. 'Well Zane's pretty banged up. He will need some blood for his third surgery, the one on his head. His first two were on his lungs that were partially damaged & on his ribs, three broken & five fractured. Zane is AB negative type of blood so i need to test you as a family member to see if your a match. Is there any other family present?'

Lucy sighed, 'Not yet, his father is type B though i know that for sure. And unfortunately I am also.'

The doctor turned towards me. 'What about you?'

'Oh, um. I have know idea. I've never been in the hospital.'

Next thing i know the doctor is dragging me back to an of course, freaking white room at the end of the hallway. 'I'm going to test you real quick.' She drew a little blood before leaving to test it.

When she returned she handed me a paper. 'There is only 1% of white people in the world who are type AB negative. And you and Zane are a match. He is lucky to have you honey, you are probably going to save his life. Just sign here saying you give consent, if you do.'

I nodded signing quickly.

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1 hour later

I felt queasy as i ate my crackers & drank my juice. They took 3 pints of my blood for Zane's surgery.

The nurses let me take a nap and said Zane should be out of surgery when i wake up.

After asking another nurse for a favor, I went into a room to take a nap on the first floor.

I new this was wrong but i had to leave. I couldn't watch Zane wake up and then leave him. That would hurt more, wouldn't it? I propped open the window in the room i was supposed to be sleeping in & hopped out. I looked around to make sure nobody saw me and when the coast was clear i pulled my phone out and called for a taxi.

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