Stronger (Camren)

Chapter 5

I opened my eyes a few minutes later. My ears got screaming phone calls from police sirens and fire truck horns. I sat up. Aunt Milika's head was on the steering wheel. Her left arm appeared to be stuck in the door. Then I looked at Camila. Her head was against the window. There was some blood on the glass. She wasn't moving. I tried moving closer but a piece of glass got stuck in my thigh. A firefighter came over to the car. He pushed a blanket in the window and told me to cover our heads. They cut off the roof and had us to the hospital in ten minutes. I got seven stitches. I used the crutch to stubble to the front desk. "I was one of the people involved in the car accident. Where are the other women?" I said trying not to wince from pain. "One is in room D318 and the other is in surgery." She said. "Thanks." "You're welcome." She said as I hopped away. I feared the worst as I walked into D318. Aunt Milika was sitting there her arm in a cast. We hugged. "Thank god, you're okay!" She said. I felt a tear roll down my cheek." Where's Mila?" She asked me." "Surgery." We hugged tight. Uncle Gordon walked in. He hugged me tight. Then he hugged Aunt Milika. "I thought I lost one of you. Where's Mila?" "Surgery." I said. A nurse came in. "Your daughter is out of surgery. But she's in a medically induced coma. She'll make a full recovery once she wakes up." My heart finally seemed to beat again. I felt even more tears down my face as I walked into Camila's room. Several machines surrounded her. A tube down her throat. I sat down next to her bed and kissed her hand. "Sweetheart?" I said to her even though she can't answer me. "Wake up. Please." I begged. "Maybe you should come home and get some rest." My uncle said putting his hand on my shoulder. "I'm not leaving her." "I'll bring you and Aunt Milika some dinner then." He kissed my head. It was silent for what seemed like a lifetime. But I decided to not let Camila get bored. I know she can hear me so I decided to talk to her. "Camila, I'm sorry. I should've protected you. I could've covered you with my arms or something. I feel like I failed you. I'm sorry." I limped around the room in sort of a pacing motion. "I haven't had many girlfriends. I've only had two. Alexa was my first. We only dated for a month. After that break up, I stayed single for awhile. Then I met Lucy and I thought she was perfect. We dated behind everybody's back for a year and three days but she just wasn't for me. Then I met you. Sometimes I wonder what it would be like if I hadn't chased after you. When we kissed for the first time, my mind went numb. Camila, I know we only met a few weeks ago. I know we still have a million things to learn about each other. I know we're gonna fight down the road eventually. I know we may not last forever. And I know you can hear everything I'm saying. I also know this." I looked out the window and took a deep breath. "I also know I'm in love with you. There I finally said it. I'm in love with you. You're all I can think about. You're the beginning and end of my day. I don't know if anybody's ever understood me and what I've been through more than you do. And I'll understand if you aren't ready to say that you love me too. I've fallen in love with you and I'll never fall out of it." Before I could say anymore, Aunt Milika walked in. She clapped her hand against her thigh a few times." Wow." She said. I blushed feeling embarrassed." You heard all that?"I asked hoping the answer was no but I knew it was yes. She sat down next to Camila's bed. I sat on the other side. "Lauren, that was really sweet. You know your father used to have a way with words too." I interrupted her. "Wait, you knew my father?" I asked joyfully. "I knew your father long before you were born. I met your uncle because of your father. When his wife died about six or seven years ago from leukemia, I was there as a friend. But then it turned into something more." She said. "I'm sorry. I don't mean to pester you with my life story." I laughed even though I don't think I should've. "No, its okay. I'm interested and its helping me get to know you." We talked and talked. Camila must've felt like she was on an episode of 'The Real Housewives' or something. Around six, my uncle came to visit. He brought us homemade fried chicken with shells and cheese and corn. Dinah brought video games. The twins bought coloring books and crayons. "We figured you'd get bored." Dinah said. "Hey Lo, can I talk to you in the hall for a moment?" I hobbled out of the room. "What's up?" I asked. "My girlfriend is coming to meet my parents. I don't mean today of course but can you talk to Missy about it?" She said. "Yeah DJ of course." Before anything else could be said, Uncle Gordon came out. He hugged me. "We're gonna get going. Feel better, sweetie." He said before kissing my head. I went back into the room. "Aunt Milika, how would you feel about meeting Dinah's girlfriend?" I asked. She gave me a strange look. "Not while I'm in the hospital and Mila will have to be home." Within an hour, Aunt Milika went back to her room. "I have to go to school tomorrow.I'll tell the teachers what happened. You'll have some homework but I'll get it for you. I wish you'd wake up already. I mean i know you will. You have to wake up. I haven't been this happy in a really long time. You make me feel a way that nobody else can. I've been thinking of writing you a letter. A letter that'll make you smile the smile I love. Your smile is the brightest, biggest,most beautiful smile I've ever seen. When I'm with you, you have my attention. When you're speaking, it's all i hear. All i can focus on. It's like all the thoughts and stuff in my head disappear. My heart has never been complete. It's been shattered and broken. But it's finally starting to peice itself together. Listen, Camila, i know I'm not the prettiest girl on the planet. I don't have money. I don't have the best past. I don't like everything you might like. I know we've only known each other for like a month but people you've known for a month canhave greater intentions and better feelings for you than someone youve known your whole life. Like i said, I'm in love with you. And people can say what they want. But please just please wake up." I sat down and took her hand. Later, Uncle Gordon picked me up.

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