Everything is a Metaphor (Camren)

"It's such a shame for us to part."

Early update :)

Final chapter part 1

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Listen to: Nothing Would Be Better by Nick Jonas (or The Scientist by Coldplay)

"Cause I used to live in fear, it was my home. But there are harder things to be, than all alone. You're the broken part of me that makes me hold, but so unsure. Nothing is forever, nothing will be better in the love you're giving me"

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It's the same as all the TV shows make it out to be.

Breathing?

Steady.

Heartbeat?

Faint, but it's likely just from shock.

Blood loss? Trauma? I need details, here.

The eyewitness is too much of a mess to tell us anything. Blunt force trauma to the head, a few broken bones? A severe concussion is my best bet.

Well, let's hope that's the brunt of it.

You know how they say those in a coma can hear you if you speak to them? Feel you if you touch them? Yeah. It's all bullshit. The only times her senses were appealed to was the few times she woke up. The first time was the ride to the hospital when a bunch of different wires were attached to her. Too many heads cast over her. Too much beeping. Blackout. The second time was when she got to the hospital. Again, too many people, too much beeping. Blackout. The third time was when Dinah came to visit her. She didn't see or hear much, but she does remember seeing Dinah tear up. Or maybe she dreamed that. Maybe she dreamed all of it. Who can know for sure? Blackout.

Perhaps the worst of it is that she cannot differentiate between the past and the present. One moment, she's having visions from when she and Camila got into a car accident. The next, she's having visions from when she, Lauren, solely, was hit by a car. But are the two events really discernible? What if Camila saw the car coming toward Lauren last minute, and decided to try and save her, too? Or what if Lauren wasn't fast enough in pushing Camila out of the way? What if the both of them got hurt?

"What's happening? Where's Camila?"

Lauren attempts to wriggle out of her gurney, forcing the main male medic to pin her shoulders down. He breathes so heavily his breath can be seen in the air, a stream of frozen white. The sight of him, combined with the blaring of sirens and too many people clamoring at once, causes Lauren to panic even more.

"Camila?!" She tries to turn her head to the side, searching for the girl. But all she sees is a cut-off street, full of ambulances and police cars, but devoid of anyone she recognizes. Lauren turns her head to the other side. "Camila?! Camila-!"

The male medic calls for the help of others to hold Lauren down. "You've been in an accident," He yells at the girl. "You need to stay still-!"

But the damage is done. Lauren has finally caught sight of Camila, tied to a gurney. Blood matted through her hair. Cold. Unmoving. In a fucking gurney-

"Camila!" Lauren screams, doing everything she can to escape the three medics now holding her down. There's a massive pain in her head, her back, her ribs. She can feel the sticky stains of blood all over her body- but nothing hurts more than her heart. Camila is hurt. Fuck, Camila isn't even moving-

The medic calls for a sedative, but Lauren has other ideas.

"Like fucking hell-!" Lauren screams, literally throwing punches at the medics before her arms are tied down. "I need to know if she's okay! Camila!" She screams at the girl in the gurney, but still, she remains silent. "Please, tell me you can hear me! God, Camila!" She screams again and again until finally, she feels the sharp pang of a needle stab into her.