Forbidden Love

Chapter Eleven

He got hurt pretty badly? When, where, why and how? Tears filled up my eyes and I sat down in the corner with my hands shaking. Sean and Taylor ran to me.

     "Emily, are you okay?" Sean asked. "What's the matter?"

     "Her boyfriend is hurt, duh", some girl joined in. I shook my head and ran out the door. I ran to the office, signed myself out then ran to my car.

     "Please be okay Cameron, please", I cried. I drove down the road, going a little faster then I should have been. I ran red lights, stop signs and sped in and out of traffic. I guess some cop didn't like how I was driving because he started speeding after me. I looked at the lights in my mirror and instantly started to cry. Cameron needed me and I get pulled over. The cop came to my window and started asking questions.

     "Uh, do you know how fast you were going?" He asked, while his eyes looked around my car. I nodded. "And do you know how many red lights and stop signs you ran?" I nodded again. I broke down crying.

     "Look, I'm sorry. My boyfriend is in the hospital and he really needs me so that's why I was speeding". I cried. "And he comes from an abusive home and I really love him and he really needs me and...." The officer cut me off and told me to follow him to the hospital. I ran inside once I got there and saw Cameron's parents in the waiting room. Anger, sadness and pain rushed through me when I saw Cameron's dad. What is wrong with him? Cameron's mom saw me and patted the seat next to her.

     "Any word on him?" I asked. His mom shook his head. "They have to tell you something".

     "Sadly they didn't", his dad joined in. I shot him a dirty look.

     "Was I speaking to you?" I snapped. "What is wrong with you anyway?" His dad looked offended but then he kept his cool, almost.

     "Did I do something wrong?" He replied, now standing in front of me. People started to stare over in our direction.

     "Actually yes, you did do something wrong", I answered, now standing. "You think it's cool hurting your child? You think it's funny or it makes you a better dad? Well it makes you a jerk who has no sympathy for others in pain. What the hell is the matter with you? Hurting your own son? Is that cool to you? Maybe I'll hurt you, sound good? Cameron means so much to me and if I lose him because of you, there will be hell to pay. Look at your wife. She's sitting there sad and worried while you're thinking of the next time you're going to hurt him. I hope you go to jail for what you've done and you will never touch Cameron for as long as I live". His dad looked taken aback a bit then he came to reality. He glared at me and got closer.

     "Don't you DARE talk to me that way. He's my son and I'll do what I like to him, understood?" He hissed. "And you will NOT interfere. So help me if you do." The doctor came out eventually and I jumped out of my seat. We were finally able to see Cameron. I went to his room and saw him laying there bandaged, bruised and on machines. He didn't open his eyes to look at me. He didn't turn his head to see me. He didn't even speak to me. He was motionless. I approached his bed and held his hand. He didn't squeeze it.

     "Cameron, it's Emily. I'm here. You'll be okay", I whispered while squeezing his hand gently. "If you can hear me, squeeze my hand. Please". I looked up at his mom for support but she had broken down crying already. I kissed Cameron softly then went out to talk to the doctor.

     "Do you know what happened to him?" I asked, hoping to find some answers. The doctor shook her head.

     "Sadly no. His father said he fell and he found him laying on the floor. But something doesn't add up". I thanked the doctor and went over to Cameron's mom.

     "Do you know anything about this?" She shook her head too.

     "I heard yelling but I didn't think anything of it because they yell all the time. Then I heard Cameron fell so then I thought he's a big boy, he can treat him self. Then we ended up here. Something doesn't make sense to me either". She explained. I thanked her and went back to Cameron's room. A doctor was in there, doing tests and making sure he was alright. I stood by, holding his cold, motionless hand, praying he'd move it or open his eyes.

     "Don't worry Cameron, we'll make sure your dad doesn't hurt you anymore. You're safe with me" . I said, softly before heading out. I turned back to look at him. "I love you". I left the hospital with my mind flooding with what ifs and all my happy memories with him. He'll be okay, I know he will. As I got back home, I didn't want to do anything. I didn't do my homework, I didn't answer my friends, I didn't eat dinner. I just went straight to my room to sleep. Or at least try. I slept a good amount, well I think I did. I woke up the next morning to my phone ringing.

     "Hello?" I said into the phone. "Who's this?"

     "Hello, Emily?" A doctor asked. "This is the hospital. We have to tell you something about Cameron".