"Ok, tell me everything! Don't leave out one tiny detail," Tiff demands. I smile at her and start.
And I tell her everything- from him finding me crying in the woods, to us walking and almost kissing, to me falling down into the crevice, to how we got out, to finding the tree and stargazing, and to the cougar, and how I kissed him before he went unconscious. Tears are freely flowing down my face now, along with Tiff's.
"And now I'm here, and he's in a coma. And it's all my fault. If I would have just turned around instead of walking off the path, this would never have happened. Or if I would have listened to you and Josh. Caleb and I would hate each other but at least he wouldn't be in a coma," I sob.
"Lottie, it's not your fault," Tiff assures me. Suddenly, memories rush through my mind that I couldn't remember before. I remember falling from the overhang, and I remember Caleb ordering me not to die. Right before I lost consciousness, he said... he said that he loved me. Oh god. I wipe the tears from my face, and tell Tiff.
"And you? Do you love him," she asks.
"I think I do," I whisper, my voice hoarse from crying.
"Then why are you here talking to me? You should be there when he wakes up," she says.
"But- they said he might not-" I start, but she interrupts me.
"He will wake up. You have to believe that he will."
"You're right- I've always hated when you are right," I laugh.
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A/N I really want to write more tonight, but I've already stayed up 1/2 an hour too late to write this, and I wake up every morning at 5:30. But I will write more soon. Goodnight lovelies
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Teen FictionCharlotte Fields (aka Lottie) has hated Caleb since kindergarten. But recently she's started looking at him in a different way. And when an accident causes them to be stuck in the woods together, all the while in grave danger, will they make it out...
