Sam's P.O.V
Why was everything hitting me so hard now? Why am I not able to hold it together the way Ben is? All I keep thinking about is how one minute Cameron was talking, and going to be released in a few hours....then gone the next.
I never thought this was something that could happen in real life. I thought it was something that only happened in stories, or movies. I guess you really do learn something new everyday.
Now here I was, scared and alone. Cameron was my world. I wanted to spend the rest of my life with him. Just me and him against the world.
He was one of a kind, that's for sure. Part of me wants to be mad at him. If he'd only stayed out there with me, like I asked he might still be here today.
But, then I think about it and realize then James and Ben might not be here right now. I don't even want to think about what I would do if no one had survived but me. I wouldn't be here. That I know.
I sighed and slowly kicked off my shoes, crawling onto the bed I'd shared with Cameron. I grabbed the pillow he liked to use and hugged it close to my chest. I got a small wiff of his cologne and that was all it took.
Tears started streaming down my face and my body shook. "why did you leave me, Cameron? Why?" I screamed into the pillow, hoping James and Ben didn't hear me. I wanted to be alone right now. I needed it.
I hugged the pillow tighter and didn't fight the river of tears that was now streaming down my face. The love of my life was gone...my brother was gone.
I took in a shaky breath when I thought about what Ben must be going through right now. I know how I was feeling, I can only imagine what he's feeling.
Not only is he worried about me, but he's also having to mourn the loss of Danny too. All while trying to hold it together for me.
I couldn't help but feel a little selfish. Who did Ben have there for him? I was in no shape to help anyone. James. Poor James. He was having to take care of both of us. While dealing with a broken leg on top of that.
Cameron ans Danny meant something to him too. They were his brothers. He loved them. Just like we did.
I closed my eyes, gripping on the pillow as hard as I could. I took a deep breath, letting the scent of Cameron wash over me. I couldn't help but smile a bit. That cologne. He hated it at first, but when I told him I loved it, he said it was his new favorite.
"I love you, Cameron. I always will..." I said, finding it hard to keep my eyes open.
James' P.O.V
It had been a couple hours since we'd seen or heard anything out of Sam, and I was more than a little nervous.
I glanced over at Ben who had managed to fall asleep on the couch and smiled softly. "Sleep, Ben." I whispered, pulling a cover down and across his torso.
I could feel a lump in my throat as I rolled down the hallway. A thousand different scenario's running through my head. None of which had a happy ending.
I swallowed back my emotions as I wrapped my hand around the doorknob, pushing it open slowly.
There was Sam, sound asleep on the bed, hugging a pillow. And in that moment I let out a breath I wasn't aware I was holding in when I realized he was safe.
Rolling up to the bed, I grabbed the blanket at the foot of the bed and draped it across his still frame. Gently running my fingers through his hair. "I'll see you when you wake up.Sam." I said softly before rolling back out of the bedroom, shutting the door behind me.
There were so many calls that needed to be made. Thankfully the hospital took care of calling Cam and Danny's families. I don't think I could have done that.
So many of our friends still needed to know. I wasn't sure where to start, or what I would say when they answered.
With a sigh, I grabbed my phone and quietly rolled outside on the patio, shutting the door behind me.
I pressed a few numbers and waited for the person to answer.
My heart dropped when I heard the voice on the other end.
It took me a minute to regain my composure and I cleared my throat, looking out at the sky in front of me. "Andy? Hey, listen there's something I need to tell you..."
