the runaway | jcc ✧˚.

f o u r t e e n

Jc's POV
"LIA? I THOUGHT YOU WERE DEAD?! DIDN'T YOU KILL YOURSELF?!"

"Doesn't look like it, does it?" She said with an evil smirk.

Before we could have a conversation, she was pulled back by detectives.

The fuck?

(there will be a pt 2 of this part where they have a conversation on what the fUCK happened 😊)
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A new ambulance arrived and Cameron was placed in there as I climbed in right after.

I began to cry once again and placed my head on her shoulder.

"Jc, I'm okay..." She finally spoke and rubbed my head poorly. I looked up at her and realized even though she's alive, she's for sure weak as hell.

"You're not okay, though." I said as I sniffled my nose.

She gave me a weak smile before closing her eyes again and continued to rub my hand that was interlocked in hers.

We finally arrived at the hospital, I hopped out first and walked fast enough to keep up with Cam as she was rapidly railed on the stretcher into the hospital.

"I love you." I said before she was taken from my grip and rushed into the emergency room.

She tried to turn around to look at me but was physically unable to do that.

I sat in the waiting room for 3 hours before one of Cameron's doctors came out to update me.

"Jc Caylen?"

I stood up and headed over to the male doctor who seemed to be in his early 20's, decently attractive.

"Cameron's not in the best condition but its for sure that she'll remain alive. She broke her right arm from escaping the moving vehicle the suspect trapped her in. Her shoulder on the same arm is dislocated and her left leg is damaged from the shot in her leg. She'll need a wheel chair after she leaves here, which will be in a few days, we still have to run some tests. She's being put into ICU right now where you have the choice to stay in her room with her overnight. Room 867." He pat my back and smiled as he headed to walk back into ICU before I could say thank you.