Captive ☆ ( A magcon fanfic)

Chapter 11

Sierra-
The entire world seemed so far away. During the worst panic attacks i was put in a situation where memories returned to me in pictures, the most painful memories burnt to the crisp. Tears filled my eyes as memories from a time in my life when i was actually okay filled my vision. I hated myself for feeling such emotions all the time, but i suppose my life was always going to be full of anxiety and panic attacks ever since the death of my father. He had promised me that with him everything would be the way life should be, "blessed". With his presence in my life i would be happy and no one would be able to break me. But of course he had forgoten to tell me that there was one person that could break me, himself. The memory of the day my father died when i was still 14 years old in my freshman year of high school came racing through my head. April 23rd, a week from my 15th birthday and only 14 days after his birthday. I had been announcing my well written election speech for student council at 8:52 AM in the large auditorium at Randal High. Halfway through my quote from Robin Williams the principal of the school tapped my shoulder. Turning around to her with a mixture of nervous/frusteration on my face i met the eyes of the guilty looking principal. "Sierra we need to talk, something h-". Producing a big whopping fake smile on my face i interrupted her mid-sentence- "Excuse me Mrs. Hellman, may i please finish my election speech? Then i would love to talk to you." While turning back to my audience a few hardly audible words of Randal High's principal was mumbled to me, but i had still heard enough of what she had spoken to me for my entire body to freeze. "What did you say?" I whipped my direction back towards her so that i looked down at her, my heart racing. "I said i was sorry Sierra, but your father has just passed away." My world stopped. My father was dead. He had promised me that life was going to be okay. A feeling of pain and anxiety flooded over me as i stepped down from the pedestal, a sign that i hadn't understood at that moment but i finally understood now. I had signaled that i had given up. During that moment all that i could process was his name. Richard. Richard Goldman. Richard Tozier Goldman. Dead. Before i could recover all the memories of that day i felt myself starting to come back to the real world. I was shaking and crying, nothing new, but something felt different about the attack...Was Cameron holding me?

Cameron-
"Sierra? Can you hear me?" Her eyes remained closed as tears ran down her cheeks with complete silence, absolutely no sobs ecscaping her soft pink lips. Stop noticing all the little fucking details Cam! Even though her body continued to shake and tremble to a nerve racking point, i could somehow feel that her body was less... empty. It was almost as if she had left her body completely and she was slowly returning back to herself. Even though my itea was utter bull crap, if she woke the fuck up it wouldn't matter. It didn't matter if she had passed out or was being possesed, as long as she woke up i would feel somewhat happy and relieved. Anxiously watching her body for some kind of sign that she was okay, i slowly took in all the features of her body. Her pale complexion was weird and unordinary to me at first but i had come to realize that it matched her other features perfectly. Her pale complexion made her big blue eyes stand out and her lips to have just the right tint of pink. Why should such a beautiful girl be so sad? Oh cut the bullshit out Cam! Just an hour ago i was about to have sex with Britney... Now i'm obsessing over this random girl i hardly know?!?! What is going on with me today? Then i felt it, just a simple movement, but it was enough to know that Sierra was almost back. She had rubbed her finger with mine, which caused my heart rate to accelerate. "Sierra? Sierra? Okay, i know your almost back now and i don't know if you can hear me just yet but i wanted to swear to you that from this day forward that i am going to make your life okay. I don't know what happened a few minutes ago, but you started breathing really heavy and then all of a sudden you had slumped over onto me and i had to hold you up for awhile until i realized that you had passed out or whatever. But anyways, you don't desreve to be so sad anymore Sierra, you don't need to feel unloved, I'm here now, and nothings ever going to break you again." After my lips had connected with her cheek and i had sat and stared at her in wonder, my favorite big blue eyes suddenly opened.