Chapter Twelve
“Cameron.” Mrs. Belk says when she sees me walking down the hospital hallway. Her tone sounds relieved and she and I hurry the rest of the way to meet each other. She wraps me in a embrace and I squeeze her back quickly before pulling away once more.
“What is going on? Where is he?” I ask her, only getting a shake of her head.
“I don’t know..” she whispers. “The only thing we know is he has alcohol poisoning, he is in the ICU getting his stomach pumped right now.”
I take a deep breath and she puts her hands on my upper arm, giving them a squeeze and making me meet her eyes once more.
“Did you and he have a fight tonight? Or have you spoken to him? Was he upset?” she questions, her eyes searching mine for some answers.
“We did have a little fight tonight…” I tell her softly.
“Was it something bad? Something that made him very upset?”
I am quiet for a moment, my eyes wondering over her should and my gaze meeting his. His blue eyes stare at me from where he has stood from his seat in the hospital waiting room.
“Yes.” I whisper. “But I didn’t think it would make him do something like this.” I whisper, my eyes stinging slightly with tears and soon my shoulders shake, making them fall. Mrs. Belk brings me against her chest again and begins rubbing my back.
“Sweetheart, its not your fault, you didn’t know this would happen.” She tells me soothingly.
I pull away and shake my head.
“I need to go to the bathroom…” I tell her. “Please excuse me.”
I turn away from her and turn the corner of the hallway, beginning to walk to the bathroom.
I hurry even faster when my eyes have found the girls bathroom and everything in me wants to run and lock myself inside.
I am just about to push the door open when someone grabs my arm and pulls me around the corner, out of sight from Mrs and Mr. Belk.
“What did you guys fight about?” he hisses, his face only a few inches away.
“That is none of your business.” I tell him, trying to pull my arm away from him but his grip tightens.
“My brother is in the hospital with alcohol poisoning because his ex girlfriend and him got into a fight, he could die and you have the nerve to tell me that what you guys fought about is none of my business?” he snaps.
My lip quivers slightly and there is slight softening in his eyes and his grip on my arm.
“Please just tell me what you guys fought about.” He says, his voice more gentler.
“So please don’t ask for me anymore. Please don’t try anymore, because without meaning to Marcus, I fell in love with someone else.”
“But you have no one to blame but yourself.”
The look on his face, the way his words were filled with so much plea, and how mean and careless I was to him flashes through my mind, filling me with guilt.
I put my face in my hands and feel my shoulders start to shake. Soon I am pulled into him and my ear is pressed against his chest. I can hear the soft thud of his heartbeat and the sound of his breathing as I cry, and I know that my crying would have been a lot worse if I didn’t have this calming sound and sense of warmth surrounding me.
When the hiccupping sobs have stopped and the tears begin to slow, making me standing in his arms in silence, I clear my throat.
“I told him to stop trying, to stop trying to get me back. Because that is what he had been trying to do that night, was get me back, and I told him to just stop.” I whisper and I feel him pull away slightly to look at me.
“Why?” he asks me softly and I take a deep breath, keeping my eyes closed as I speak this.
“Because I have fallen for someone else.”
And with that, I tear myself away and hurrying into the bathroom, locking myself in a stall, sinking to the floor and letting the tears fall once more.
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“He has made serious damaged to his internal organs and it will take while for him to recover.”
“But he will be okay?” Mrs. Belk asks the doctor as the doctor stands in front of us, updating us on the unknown.
“Yes, he is going to be fine. But since there was underage drinking involved….”
“Yes, we know, he will be in trouble. Can we see him now?” Xander snaps, clearly irritated.
The doctor raises a eyebrows at him before nodding slowly, only to look at me as he answers.
“Family only.”
“She is family.” Mr. Belk says firmly, stepping forward and leading us all down the hallway and to Marcus’s room. I glance over my shoulder as I follow them, looking at the doctor, who still has his back to us as he stares at where we once stood.
When we have finally made it to his room I hover in the doorway, catching a look at Marcus. His usually tan skin has lost its bronze shade. His face looks tired and a little green even though he is sleeping soundlessly.
His mother and father are at one side of the bed, Mrs. Belk clasping one of Marcus’s hand, Mr. Belk’s hand resting reassuringly on her shoulder.
Xander on the other hand hovers at the other side. His shoulders are slightly slumped as he gazes at his brother.
I could have ruined this family. I could have causes their son to go out, get drunk, and dir of alcohol poisoning. And I would have been all my fault. The heartbreak, the tears, the sadness, everything they would have had to go through, would have been all MY fault.
Just as I am thinking this Xander turns around and his eyes meet mine. I quickly look away from him and to Marcus, trying to cover up my gazing but I know he has already seen me.
“Everything is going to be okay Honey, you are going to be fine.” Mrs. Belk murmurs and ever more guilt fills me.
“I am sorry but visitation hours are over. So if you are not a part of this family you need to leave.” A nurse says, putting her hand on my arm gently.
I pull away slightly, her in general catching me off guard.
I look to the others as she leaves and they watch me.
“I should probably go anyways… my mom…” I begin, a lie already starting and I watch Xander watch me with pulled down eyebrows as he catches me in my lie.
“Of course, we will keep you posted sweetheart.” Mrs. Belk tells me nodding with understanding that makes me feel awful for lying.
“Thank you.” I tell them and begin to turn away when she stops me.
“And Cameron,” she stops me and I turn around. “None of this is your fault. You two may have had a fight but he chose what he did. It was nothing of yours to blame.”
My eyes meet Xander at her words and my eyes sting slightly before I force a small smile and leave the room.
Hey there!
Told you guys I would update Thursday;)
So I know this is a short chapter and nothing really happened but I am kinda getting stuck.....
I know you guys were asking for a chapter in Xander's POV and I am keeping that in mind. Promise.
But to be honest, I have absolutely no idea where I am going with this story, each chapter I just go with what my fingertips type and give me, and surprise myself at the ending.
So every chapter, I am just putting something together, so I am guessing that that will be what the story will be, just a 'go along with it' story lol.
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