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Chapter 29

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~Camille~

"Miss doing this with the guys." He said. "I miss going to every show." I say while laughing. He smiles at me and hands me the sweatshirt. I throw it over my pajamas and I fall on his bed. "I'm tired." I moan. "The doctor did say, once you start to feel your legs again, you will be really tired." Shawn said. I closed my eyes and laid there. "Come on. We gotta meet Calum at his house." He says. He picks me up suddenly and carries me down the stairs, into the kitchen and puts me in my wheelchair. "Breakfast?" He questions. "An apple please." I say. He grabs me a red apple and hands it to me. "Thank you." I say. He grabs a banana for himself. He grabs a sticky note and puts it on the counter. He grabs the handles of my wheelchair pushes me out of the house. "Goddamn Shawn. I can wheel myself." I say. "Sorry." I love how he doesn't put up a fight of what I say. Or is that a bad thing? We walk, or, he walks to Calum's apartment he lives in when he's here. His mother lives here but his father is in Australia, so he goes and sees each every once and a while. We arrive at his apartment. We have to go up a few levels in the elevator though. We enter the elevator and I confront Shawn. "Is there a reason why you always do what I say? Is there something wrong?" I ask. He shakes his head. "Bullshit. Lies. Tell my the truth." I command. He shakes his head. "Shawn Peter Raul Mendes! Tell me the truth!" I command. "I'm trying to help you! Just at this time when you need a little help! I'm sorry." He told me. "So you're saying I'm helpless!" I say. "No! Camille! It is just that you need a little help because of what happened with your legs! I'm sorry." He said. I didn't respond to him. I didn't want to talk to him at the moment. Luckily, the elevator landed at Cal's floor. His apartment was the one across. I wheeled myself to his door and knocked loudly, due to my mood. "It's open!" I here Calum yell. We enter and see him sitting on his couch, of course, playing FIFA. "Come on Cal." I say. "Let us play." I say. So we spent the day, playing FIFA, and just talking. So Calum's friends are coming next week, and I get to see them again. I've met them twice, but the band are good friends of mine. "How are they doing?" I ask about the band. "Good, they all went home to Australia to see their family before the tour." He said. We continued to play as Calum scored on me and Shawn's goal. "BULLSHIT!" I yell. They crack up at me but I just flip them off. Then I scored on his goal. "FUCK YEAH!" I shout. They crack up again. I do a celebratory dance in my chair. "Ugh, I'm sick of this chair." I groan. "Oh yeah, I never asked about what happened." Calum says. I sigh. I've told this story to many times. "So Cal what's my full name?" I ask. He looks puzzled and says, "Camille Grace Shane..." I shake my head. "Nope. It's Camille Grace Collins. So my parents you know are dead, and they aren't my real parents. I have really bad parents, who are in jail now, and I was taken and sent away from my siblings, then my real parents killed my fake ones, and then kidnapped me. Let's just say there involved a lot of stuff and my siblings helped me escape. We drove to somewhere in Tennessee, then met two girls. Those girls were bitches. They took us to Nashville, gave us their plane tickets, and flew us off to somewhere in Washington. We walked to San Francisco and that's where those girls, showed us they worked for my parents. They shot us, and they threw me to a table made of hardwood, and it paralyzed my legs and upper body. So that's that." I say. Calum just stares at me, wide eyed. "Holy shit. I really wanted you to bring me some of those cookies your mom, well fake mom, made." He said sadly. "Oh, and holy shit about the other stuff." I chuckled at his behaviours. "We gotta go Shawn, we gotta go home tomorrow." I hugged Cal and we left. Once we entered the elevator, I looked at Shawn. "Hey, sorry about earlier." I say. He nods. "It's okay. I need to let you do stuff." He said. I grabbed his hand. "I love you!" I say. He smiles down at me. "I love you too."