Chapter 40

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*Cameron's pov*

We arrived at the hospital and we all ran inside.

I ran up to the front desk and immediately asked the lady where Chris was.

"Where's Christine Pottorff?" I asked

"She is in room 225 on the 3rd floor sir" she said nicely

"Thank you" I said running to the elevator

The guys not far behind.

We stepped into the elevator and pressed the button for the 3rd floor.

I impatiently tapped my foot wanting this elevator ride to go faster.

After what felt like hours we finally arrived on the 3rd floor.

The guys and i all rushed out of the elevator and started running through the halls looking for room 225.

When we finally found it we ran inside without any hesitation.

When we walked in we saw a nurse pulling the bed sheets over a body.

Christine's body...

What...

"W-what? W-who is t-that?" I asked

"Her name is Christine Pottorff sir." One of the nurses said

"W-what are you doing? What happened?" I asked

"She had just passed. I'm sorry sir. "

And with that all of us broke down in tears.

"No...no..NO!! She can't! This has to be a joke! You guys probably didn't check well enough! She probably still has pulse! Check it again! She's still alive i just know it!!" I yelled

I started pacing and crying hysterically.

"Sir. Calm down please. You and your friends need to leave. Unless one of you guys are blood related to her then we will need to talk to you." She said

Sam stood up.

"I'm her brother." He said

"Can I talk to you out in the hallway please?" She asked

He nodded and followed her outside.

I ran to Christine's bed side and peeled back the bed sheets revealing her beautiful face.

I started crying even more just looking at her pale lifeless body.

"You're still alive i know you are. Come on chris , wake up! Please. I need you. I'm so sorry..." I said clinging onto her body.

The rest of the guys were sobbing uncontrollably.

I can't believe i let this happen.

Everything was perfectly fine until this had to happen.

I shouldn't have done any of this. I should've protected her the way a great boyfriend would've.

But I couldnt. I didn't. Now she's dead.

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