I looked shocked when I saw Camille crying on the bed.
Peyton looked up at me. He hadn’t heard that I was coming in.
Peyton: good you’re home. She’s been like that for like 2 hours.
Allie: why haven’t you called me?!
Peyton: I’m sorry.
I ran over to Camille and lay a hand on her back.
She looked at me. Her eyes were read and she had a black eye and her arm was all blue too. She also had a few small cuts in her face.
I was just about to cry when I saw her.
Allie: Camille what happened?
She just kept crying.
Allie: Peyton call an ambulance she has to be checked. We need to know if her baby is okay.
Allie: just do it!
He didn’t do anything. I started crying and held my hands around Camille who lay on the bed.
Peyton: Dylan is in the guestroom. They are coming from the hospital.
I didn’t hear the last part he said. I just got up from the bed and ran into the guestroom.
I looked at Dylan who looked really empty as he sat on my bed.
Allie: WHAT HAPPENED TO HER?!
Dylan: She lost the baby…
He started crying and I calmed down and felt empty really fast.
Allie: Dylan I’m…
He got up and hugged me. He just stood there crying. Peyton came back into me and saw Dylan.
Peyton: hun? Camille needs you.
I let go off Dylan who sat back down on the bed. Peyton sat down next to him. He didn’t know how to handle this.
When I saw Camille in Peyton’s bed she was bleeding from her lip.
Allie: Camille… I’m sorry. I know how much you wanted this. But it’s gonna be okay.
Camille: it’s not. He was my everything.
Allie: Camille… you can’t see this right now but it really is going to be okay. I promise.
We spent the rest of the afternoon talking. Camille was heartbroken. So was Dylan but he seemed more empty than broken. When it was about 10 Peyton took them to the airport. They had to get back to Ohio tonight even though Camille really wanted to stay but she had to go back. She was working with Dylan now. She couldn’t really be in school.
I sat next to Peyton on the front seat back home. I felt empty. I felt so sorry for Camille. I knew how much she wanted that kid.
Peyton: Are you okay?
Allie: yeah it’s just… I know how much she wanted that kid. She was scared but she cared about it already. She really wanted it. And Dylan was really excited to become a dad but… it’s just all over now.
Peyton: yeah I know what you mean. They both seemed really sad.
Allie: and I know what it is like to feel like Camille does…
Peyton: What do you mean?
Allie: I made a lot of mistakes before I started at the college and one of them was dating a guy I thought I loved. We had sex and then he broke up with me. I was pregnant and I wanted the kid but I couldn’t have it. So I made one of my friends push me down the stairs so I would lose the baby. Mom my never found out, which is probably for the best.
Peyton: wow… I didn’t know.
Allie: that’s why I have a scar across my hip. There were pieces of broken glass at the stair and one of them cut me quite deep. Actually it hit my bone. So I’m really scared whenever people get close to my hip and it never really healed as is had too so that’s why it hurts.
Peyton: I don’t even know what to say.
Allie: it’s okay. Most people don’t believe me when I tell them. That’s why I keep it to myself.
Peyton: I guess there’s more to you than we know about.
Allie: definitely… but remember it’s what made me to the person I am today. I wouldn’t have reacted like that if it wasn’t because of my past.
At the same time we pulled up at the driveway. We got out of the car. Peyton stopped me before we went in.
Peyton: But no matter how your past is like I still love you for the person you are now. What’s in your past belongs in the past. Just focus on what’s going on with your life now. It’s what’s going to matter at the end.
Allie: I know.
He hugged me close into him and kissed my forehead.
Peyton: I love you Allie.
Allie: I love you too.
I stepped up on my toes and kissed him. I felt how the world around me disappeared and how everything around me was just spinning around. He held me tight and close. He wasn’t going to let go. I felt butterflies inside of my body. He was more than just my boyfriend. He was my whole world.