Forbidden Love

Chapter Thirteen

Cameron's room was still crowded with doctors and surgeons. I tried getting in to see what was going on with him but I kept getting pushed away.

"Please let me in, I have to see him", I pleaded. "He needs me". The doctor turned away then looked back to me.

"No, he needs to live right now. That's all he needs", he replied. "Now please, wait in the waiting room like everybody else". I sadly walked back to the waiting room and waited for what felt like forever. I saw people come and go, sit and wait, get happy news and sad news. Finally, after a while, a doctor came out. The look on their face wasn't happy but it wasn't sad. They scanned the room with their eyes then finally found me.

"Is he okay, will he make it, can I see him?" I spit out questions. The doctor nodded and I nearly knocked him over from running past him. I slowed down when I went into Cameron's room and saw him smiling at me as I entered. I broke down when I was able to hold again.

     "Cameron, it's me. I'm here again", I said quietly while tearing up. He moved his eyes towards me.

     "M-Move on. B-Be happy until I g-get out of here", he managed to get out. "P-Please". My heart broke like glass when he said those words to me. How can I move on from the one person that made me feel happy? A doctor came in and told it me was time to go after a few hours of being with him. I went home and tried to function normally but I couldn't. I couldn't move on and live life while he's in the hospital needing me every second. Days went by of me trying to live normally. I went to and from school, to and from the hospital to tell him what he missed and how much I loved him. His words kept playing in the back of my mind. I went out to a nearby shop to try to erase it out of my head.

     "I can't move on from you Cameron. I just can't", I kept saying out loud. A man stopped me as I passed by him. He could tell something was wrong.

     "Whoa, miss. Are you alright?" He asked. "You look down". He took my hand and lead me to a nearby table. I sat and put my head down.

     "My boyfriend told me to move on and be happy until he's out of the hospital. I just can't do that", I replied. "How can I move on from the one person that actually noticed me and loved me?" As I was talking, I started seeing Cameron's face and hearing his voice. The man looked at me confused.

     "Um, are you okay?" He asked, snapping me out of my thoughts. "Why are you looking at me like that?" I didn't reply. I took his hand and lead him to my house. I know it's crazy that I took a stranger to my house but my brain said he was Cameron and my eyes believed it.

     "Here we are, Cameron. Now kiss me". I said, flirty and clearly out of my mind. I wrapped my arms around his neck and started kissing him. He became uncomfortable and backed away.

     "Whoa, whoa. I don't know you. Why don't we sit down and watch TV", he replied uncomfortably. He took me to the couch and I sat with my arms around him. He stared at me with an uncomfortable look. "Stay here. I'll be right back". He went into the bathroom to get me some medicine because my head was pounding. I knew this guy wasn't Cameron but I kept seeing him. I kept imagining it was him. That he was out of the hospital and sitting here on the couch with me. The guy came back with the medicine and I stared at him with a flirty smile.  

     "You know what, this is nuts!" He shouted. "You're coming with me". He grabbed my hand and practically pushed me out the door. He forced me into his car and got in on the other side.

     "Where are we going?" I asked. He told me that I'll see when I get there. We stopped at a red light and I looked over at him. Come on Emily, this guy isn't Cameron. He's still in the hospital. Why can't you see that? We eventually arrived at where we were going, back to the hospital. He whispered something to the doctor and I was taken into a room with a table and two chairs. I sat down and waited. About ten minutes later, someone came in. I was very confused on why I was here and why I need to talk to someone.

     "Hello, Emily", the woman said. "I'm here to help you. Would you like to tell me what's been happening?" She took out her clipboard and got ready to write things down.

     "Um.... sure", I hesitantly replied. "So my boyfriend is currently in the hospital because he got hurt. I went to see him and he told me to move on until he gets out. Some guy started talking to me and as he was talking I started seeing Cameron and I started hearing his voice. I took this guy, who now looked like Cameron to me, to my house and almost made out with him. Then I ended up here". "Am I going crazy?". The woman wrote things down then left the room. I now sat in an empty room emotional, confused and kind of creeped out. Where did she go, why did she leave and what does she plan on doing with that info she wrote down? I got up to walk around when I saw people near the door. It was 3 doctors, a nurse and the woman that talked to me. I sat back down and thought about what Cameron was doing right now and if he was doing okay. The woman came back in again but this time not alone.

     "Hello, Emily. Did you miss me?"