You Saved Me (Nash Grier Fan Fiction)

Chapter 22

Lilly pov:

It's been two weeks since the crash and I'm finally getting my cast off. To celebrate, we decided to stay in Cali one more week before going to Texas. My birthday also happened and I'm finally 16 and cam is 18. No more awkward age gap.

"Ready?" Cam said grabbing the beach bag and looking at his phone.

"Yes sir." I smiled and grabbed his hand.

We got to the hospital and as soon as the doctor took it off I wanted to jump in the ocean.

"Alright, there you go." He said wiping the gross stuff off of my leg.

Finally! I'm free.

"Thank you so much." I smiled moving my ankle slowly.

"May I ask how this happened?" he said.

"I was hit by a car." I said and flashbacks rolled through my head. I never want to see Ashley again.

"Was anyone with you?" He asked.

"Uh.. Yeah."

"My ex." Cameron stepped in.

"Wait, how did it happen? Did you trip?" the doctor said.

Both his and Cameron's eyes were locked on me. I havnt told anyone what Ashley did. I started to stutter and got up.

"I need to go outside." I fast walked out the door, not paying attention to the pain in my ankle.

"Thank you." cam said to the doctor grabbing our stuff and chasing after me.

I felt the warm air on my face and put my hands on my knees. I couldn't catch my breath. Everything around me was slow motion, what's happening.

"Lilly? Baby talk to me." Cameron said lifting my head up.

I looked at him and he saw the terror in my eyes. I don't even know why I'm so scared.

"Cameron.. I'm scared." I said wrapping my arms around him.

"I'm here.. I'm right here." He said

I wiped my face and looked at him.

"I'm sorry. I don't know what just happened." I slightly laughed.

"Are you ok?."

I put my hands on my forehead. "I'm alright. I'll be great." I smiled. "I want the ocean."

He smiled. "let's go to the beach!" He yelled.

We got in the car and started driving toward the beach. He reached over and grabbed my hand making me smile.

"Can I tell you what happened." I asked.

"With the accident?"

"Yeah."

"Of course. If your ready to."

"I am." I took a deep breath. "When we were jogging together, she said to me that she doesn't like me and she hates the fact I'm dating you. I told her I don't care what she thinks and that she doesn't know me. Then, she said something that still freaks me out because I don't even know what it's supposed to mean." I took a breath and made sure he was listening.

"What did he say?" He asked.

I continued. "She said she knows me more about me than I think she does. Then I started running again and before I knew it she pushed me into the street. I twisted my ankle and couldn't get up. She wasn't helping me and then.." I trailed off and felt the scar on my head.