Speech • A Cameron Dallas AU

Chapter 8

Lizzie was in and out of surgery for days, while lingering in the ICU. I prayed she'd be released by the time Davis needed her surgery. But she wasn't. She was in the regular rooms, finally normal while Davis was in the OR. "What if it doesn't work? What are we going to do if it doesn't work?" "We keep doing what we've been doing." I nodded bouncing my knee. "I just don't know what I'm going to do." "What?" She asked looking at me. "About Nash. He's moving back home. His mom is tired of not seeing him since he lives here in Cali." She sighed and looked at me. "I can't do anything about that. Neither can you. Or Nash. You just have to live with it." I nodded until Davis' pediatrician arrived at the door.

I walked with him outside, listening to how the procedure was done. "Listen doc, my daughter? Can she hear me now or..?" "We won't know until she wakes up." "Thanks." I spoke frustrated and walking away. I walked to the area and sat next to her, watching her sleep. I saw her little eyes open suddenly and I smiled. "Hey beautiful." I mumbled as she sat up. Binky in her mouth she rubbed her eyes. "You look so tired." I picked her up from the bed, climbing in it, while she curled into my arms. She fell asleep again softly breathing. My wondering mind wanted to see something. "Davis." No response. "Davis, honey." I spoke a bit louder, and still got no response. I started rubbing her back looking at the wall in front of me. All the waiting, appointments, treatments, worth nothing. We'd have to do it all over again. I slowly let Davis slide into her bed once more, letting her sleep. You're not going to cry. Nope. Not crying. Not crying. I repeated this in my head a million times as I headed back to Lizzie's room. As soon I stepped in the threshold, tears. "Fucking doctors and their unintelligent methods and..." I stopped talking and looked at Liz. I shook my head, tears falling. I fell onto her bed face down starting to cry. "Cam. Hey," Lizzie got me to sit up and then ushered me to her arms. She wrapped them around me sqeezing me. "It's okay. It was risky. We'll figure something out." She spoke letting me pull away. She smiled at me and kissed my forehead. "Promise." I smiled slightly and sat on the bed looking at my hands. "Just why?"

[It's short I know. But I wanted to write and I have a huge plot for this and I want to move along.]