My Heart

Epilogue!

Calum had given his heart to me. I didn't know it would turn out like this, and I wasn't sure if I liked it or not, anymore. It was really sweet of him and all that, but it was a bit early to do that much for one another.

I was about to go home, that same day, actually. The doctors said there was no point in me staying, when all I had to do was take some meds daily.

"Hey, miss Patterson," the nurse asked me, causing me to turn to face her.

"Hi" I smiled at her. She was the idiot that had allowed Calum to die for me. I hated her. I couldn't even keep the tears back when looking at her.

"If you want to, we've prepared for you to go see Calum," she said, hitting me so hard. She really wanted me to go see Calum? She wanted me to face him, lying down, dead, pale, with a big cut in his chest? I couldn't believe her. I needed air. I needed to get out of that place. I couldn't run, but I could walk faster than before, now that my heart was functioning again. I could finally walk home without dying. 

Dying. Funny.

I ran down the stairs of the massive hospital, only to meet my parent's waiting down in the ground floor. They had probably used the elevator to catch up on me. I didn't care, though. I paced past them, feeling the wonderful feeling of my heart finally beating a little faster.

Stopping by our car, I sat down next to it. I could still not believe that Calum could do something like that. I hated him for it. I should have died, not him. He was the important one to me, and pretty much every one else on this planet. I shouldn't let him do that. He was now living inside me, reminding me every second.

"Mum, I want to go see Calum" I told her the next morning. I was wearing his shirt, the scent of him smelling like heaven.

"Are you sure?" mum doubted, but I had already changed my mind. Couldn't eat, drink, sleep, move. I couldn't do anything without him. Mum drove me to the hospital again, and I was met by someone who cried just as much as I had been doing, right outside his room. After mum had spoken to them a little, I knew that it was his family. They were sobbing, but were also telling me congratulations for being healthy, and being happy that Calum had found something to put his heart in, literally.

I got mad at them too. They couldn't say anything like that! It wasn't good that Calum had done this! This was so wrong. Why didn't anyone see that?

I opened the door, stepped inside and closed it behind me. I saw him, lying there. My tears felt like they could explode out of every single piece of my body. I managed to go sit on the chair next to his bed, but then I couldn't hold it up anymore. I let the past seventeen years of crying out of my system. I couldn't believe this was even real.

"Camila?" Someone said, but I didn't care. No one should feel the need to interrupt me right now.

"Camila!" Another voice said, pushing and pulling me hard. I frowned. Ouch, stop touching me! I thought again, being mad. I realized everything around me was black, so I tried to open my eyes. They slung open, only to see the well known roof. I felt my whole face soaking, my arms being held tight, and so my legs. I needed to know what the hell was going on.

Looking around, I noticed the three people I was currently living with, hovering over me, panic in their eyes, sweat in their foreheads. They looked tired, but also terrified.

"Camila?" someone now said, a bit relieved. Hands left my body, and I was free to move.

"What's the matter, Cam?" mum asked me, slightly crying herself. She was wearing only her bathrobe, hair across her face. She looked like a mess.