Cameron dallas//I'm sorry...

"But i love him?!?"i was screaming with extreme rage now i didn't know weather i cry and admit it or to deny what happened "No you don't your only saying it but you don't mean it" "yes i do its not my fault!" My eyes began to water but i resisted the tears from falling "Don't you see what you did to him look at where we are at?" His voice was cracking nash seemed so frustrated now i knew he wanted to scream but he stayed calm i looked around and took a deep breath I've been here before the white walls the smell of Clorox the blue waiting seats the anxiety the tears death it smelled clean like if nothing had ever happened here i hated this place i still do so many bad memories i still don't like being here! But now i was here and cameron was too the only thing i hated the most was that the one hurt and laying on the "death" bed this time was him and ...
it was my fault.