17. Chapter Seventeen
We walk into the hospital the officer's hand placed firmly on my elbow making sure I don't run away again. Cameron hasn't said a word. He just watched as the officer grabbed me and kinda shoved me into the car. "You boys can join your friend in the waiting room. I'll tell them you're here." He nods and walks over to the desk. I run my hand over my bare arm. Massaging the place where he held me so tightly.
I walked slowly behind Cameron as we found Matt, he was stretched out on two chairs. But he still curled up in a little ball. I followed Cameron, walking over to him. "Matt." He touches his shoulder. Matt looks up at us his brown eyes drowning in sadness, and like the sight of more friends he began crying. It was silent though. He sat up and he just glared at Cameron.
"I can't believe you." He shakes his head. "What do you me-" he cut Cameron off. "You left the team because that dick Taylor was giving you a tough time and you thought what he was doing was wrong and you hated him with a passion. Now you're best fucking friends?!" He stood up.
"Matt what does that have to do with anything going on now?!" Cameron throws his arms up in the air. Do I say something?
"Carter. Skylar. They needed you. You fucking left them when they needed you most. Two people who are broken inside can't just fix each other C-" "That's what happens in movies!" Cameron protests. I should say something.
"This isn't a fucking movie Cameron! This is real life and Carter's dead! You hear me?! DEAD! He's never coming back! Cause of the shit your new best friend did. Skylar? Yeah she's in a fucking coma there's a thirty-five percent chance that she'll wake up. Thirty five! That's not a ton Cam! She could stop breathing anytime now! Never come back! Because of your best fucking friend! You were supposed to be there for her! She only had you and Carter! Then you left! She had Carter! Then he left! Who does she have now?! No. Fucking. One. So that's what you and the piece of shit friend have to do with all this! You understand now?! You were one of the things that kept her waking up-" Cameron spoke up.
"How do you know t-" "She told me! She cried! For you! She didn't want you to become something you hated! She was scared! For you! Cameron. She felt everything for you! She wanted the best and she knew you could do better than what you're doing now. She told me how you make yourself look dumb so you aren't such a big target! How you purposely don't study for tests and how you answer questions wrong so Taylor doesn't give you shit about it later! She told me how you wanted to work with kids! Like a doctor or something! She loves you so fucking much Cameron that when you left her that day she considered killing herself cause you were her only true friend that she could tell anything to. Also she was scared they might pressure you into spilling all her secrets cause everyone knows you are no good with peer pressure. Cam, open your eyes. All this happened because you gave up. So she did too." Matt said.
Cam stays silent. I should say something. I'm going to say something. "Has the doctor said anything since he told you she was in a coma?" I ask. He shakes his head, sighing "not a word." I nod. Well I got nothing else to say so I sit down. "I'm sorry Matt." Cam mumbles. "Sorry isn't gonna fix this Cam." Matt hides his face in his hands.
My life is just really fucked up.