Colton's POV

It's Monday. Camryn has still not woken up. Her parents haven't left her side this whole weekend and neither have I. Sleeping in a hospital chair is just as uncomfortable as it sounds, but I don't mind at all. I also really need to shower, but not until I see Cam open her eyes. And school is the least of my worries.

Julie and David, I finally asked them their names, both look like zombies. Their faces grow paler each day and they didn't even say a word to each other today. I know this is taking a huge toll on them but she's going to wake up. Every 5 to 6 hours we all have to leave the room so a nurse can change Camryn's bandages on a wound on her torso I didn't even know she had, her hospital gown covers it up.

The doctor checks in about twice a day, but there's nothing much he can do, just like the nurse said, all we can do is wait.

I only ever leave the room to go grab coffee for Cam's parents, but today, Julie doesn't want it.

"C'mon, Mrs. Sutter, you need to drink something," I tell her, but she just stares blankly at Camryn.

"Honey he's right," David says. He takes both cups out of my hand and kneels in front of his wife. "Please, just drink it."

Julie turns her head to her husband and gives him an evil glare.

"How could you expect me to drink while my baby still hasn't woken up yet!" she yells. She immediately starts to sob and I quickly grab the cups back from David so he could hold his wife. He does so, and she sobs even harder.

I feel sorry for her. Another emotion I unwelcome. I wish she could have the confidence that Camryn will wake up that I have.

"Maybe you two should go home. Wash up, rest, clear your head," I suggest, and they both look at me. "I'll stay with Camryn the whole time," I assure them.

Julie starts shaking her head, but David stops her. "I think that would be good for you, Jules," he says.

"No, what if something happens while I'm gone. No, I couldn't," she says again. She seems convinceable.

"I promise I'll call if anything happens," I insist. I can tell she wants to sleep in a bed and have a nice warm shower, but she's holding back.

"I don't know..." she starts.

"Sweetie, we'll be gone for a few hours, after a nap and a shower, we'll be right back," David says. I can see the internal battle in her eyes.

"Okay," she finally says. "Call immediately if anything happens."

"I will," I assure her. They both give their daughter a kiss on the forehead and exit the room, leaving me with their coffees. I scoot a chair closer to Cam and begin to drink a cup as I hold her hand. Every chance I had alone with Camryn this past weekend, I talk to her. I find it easier to open up to her this way.

"Hey, Camryn," I say, rubbing circles on the back of her hand. "Your parents went home for a little bit for some sleep. They really need it, they looked awful. As for me, the hand soap in the restroom will have to do for now. They'll be back soon though so don't worry. I really wish you'd wake up soon, it's so boring here. Plus, my dad keeps calling me. Guess I shouldn't have asked the nurse for a phone charger, huh?" I always pause while I talk to her, because one of these times, she's going to respond.

"That reminds me," I continue, "this whole past week, I've been looking into the whole emancipation process. It's some serious shit, er, stuff, but I'm willing to do what I have to. I already called a lawyer and everything. Now I'm just waiting for a court date. I never thanked you for bringing that to my attention, so thank you."

I'm interrupted by a nurse opening the door.

"I'm sorry, sweetie, it's time to change her bandages again," she says.

"Oh, yeah," I say, standing up from the chair. I turn to Camryn. "I'm just going to get something to eat, I'll be right back." I kiss the back of Cam's hand and set it gently at her side.

I turn around to see the nurse with a sympathetic smile. "You really love this girl, don't you?" She smiles. Her question catches me off guard, but I recover quickly.

"Ma'am, I'm not sure I know a thing about love, but what I do know is that I've never felt this strongly about a girl before," I say, turning my head back to Camryn. The nurse practically melts right in front of me as I exit the room.

She thinks I love her? I'm not sure what I feel towards Camryn, but love can't be the word for it...yet. You don't try to push the person you love away, do you? No. I don't know.

I try to clear my thoughts with a bagel in the cafeteria. It's a very depressing scenery today. A lot of criers. I feel sorry for them. I'm really not fond of all these new emotions.

I see one woman sitting at a table across from me. She looks to be in her late twenties and she already seems on edge while a man approaches her. He doesn't look happy. He taps the woman on the shoulder and his look is all it takes for the woman to start breaking down crying. The man pulls her into his arms and she sobs louder. Everyone in the room is staring at them.

I shut my eyes. I don't even want to imagine what that woman is going through. I can't imagine a doctor coming up to me telling me Cam didn't make it. The thought makes me sick.

I haven't felt this type of pain since the day my mom left and I found her fucking note. This feels worse. My mom chose to leave me. Camryn didn't choose for this to happen.

I shake the thoughts of my mother and the poor woman at the next table from my head. I glance at my phone to see that fifteen minutes have passed. Cam's bandages should be done.

I pop the rest of my bagel in my mouth and exit the cafeteria. As I walk back to Camryn's room I see a man standing by her door, looking in through the window.

"Um, excuse me," I say as I approach the man. He's tall and has dark hair and dark brown eyes. He looks like he's in his late thirties.

The man looks startled. "Hi, um, who are you?" he asks.

"Who are you?" I ask back defensively. The man stands up a little straighter, I assume trying to intimidate me, but I'm not phased.

"I'm just a friend of Camryn's parents," he says. Oh. "Now who are you?"

"I'm a friend of Camryn's," I say. "And Julie and David went home so," I tell him, hoping he'll get the hint to leave.

"I know, so I better get going," he says. He looks through the window again and I can see the sadness in his eyes. My new emotion starts showing and I feel bad.

"You know you can go in and say something to her, I do," I tell him. He turns to me and has a worried look on his face.

"No, this is close enough," he says before walking past me. I'm about to open the door when he turns back around. "Make sure she's okay, alright kid?" he says.

I give him an assuring nod and he walks off again. Weird.

I take my seat next to Camryn and continue telling her about my emancipation process.

After talking her ear off for a half hour, I decide to turn on the tv that hangs on the wall directly opposite of the bed. We haven't turned it on all weekend because for some reason it felt disrespectful, but I think some tv will lighten things up.

I grab the remote hanging on the side of Camryn's bed and switch on the tv. Sound immediately starts blaring through the speakers and I struggle to lower it.

Once I get the volume down I let out a sigh of relief. Why the hell is a hospital tv that loud? I start flipping through channels, but then I hear a slight moan. I slowly turn my head and Camryn is rustling in the bed.

She's awake. I stand up and stand over her. I can she her struggling to open her eyes. When she finally does, she stares at me blankly. Then she begins to cry.

Camryn's POV

Okay Camryn wake up now. C'mon, just open your eyelids. You can do this. Wake up!

It's no use. I can't just open my eyes. My body won't let me. What the hell happened. I must be dreaming. I know I'm dreaming because Colton's here. He's telling me things and actually acting like a decent human being, so surely this is a dream.

I'm starting to get nervous that if I don't wake up soon, I'll be late for school. Suddenly there's a loud jolting noise ringing through my ears and it's as if the sound pulls me up to the surface.

My eyes are still closed, but suddenly I feel different. I feel like I have control. My breathing suddenly got better, but pain strikes me in my chest and I groan. I know I groan because I can feel the vibration in my throat. Okay Camryn, time to open your eyes.

I start to peel my eyelids back and I'm blinded by a bright light. Oh god, don't tell me I fell asleep with my light on. My dad will kill me and smack me with the electricity bill. I lift my hand, that's surprisingly heavy, and shield the light from my eyes.

As my eyes are adjusting, I see a figure standing over me. I blink continuously until the image becomes clear. It's Colton. I immediately burst into tears.

WHY CAN'T I WAKE UP?! I'm still dreaming and it's so frustrating. What's wrong with me?

"Camryn, Camryn! What's wrong?" Dreamy Colton asks me, worriedly.

"I'm still sleeping!" I sob. "I just want to wake up!"

Colton grabs ahold of my hand and it feels so real. Where are we?!

"Camryn you are awake, finally!" he cheers. Finally? "This is real, you're not still sleeping."

What? I glance around the room we're in and realize it isn't my bedroom. It's... a hospital? I start to panic. Who are we here for? If I'm awake why don't I remember getting here?

I frantically look around me and discover that I'm the one hooked up to the hospital bed. I want to cry again.

"Are you sure this isn't a dream?" I ask him, tears pooling in my eyes. He nods. "Then why are we here?"

"You don't remember?" he asks, shocked. I shake my head.

"The last thing I remember..." I pause, struggling to find my last memory. "I remember driving home from work, from the diner," I finally say.

"That's all?" he asks worriedly. I close my eyes and try to remember details. What happened that night?

I was mad, really mad. At Colton? Yes. Everything suddenly comes rushing back to me. Colton being an asshole and ignoring me for a week after what I did for him. My mom telling me him and his abusive father were coming over for dinner. Me quickly leaving the house in my car. And then what happened? Oh god.

I can feel tears falling down my cheeks.

I feel Colton's hand wiping away a tear, and I quickly open my eyes and smack his arm away. He looks hurt.

"Don't touch me," I say through my teeth. He can't just do this. Make me feel like shit and then be here for me when I'm hurt. He pretty much caused this! Okay, Cam, you can't blame this all on Colton. My subconscious needs to shut up.

"Camryn what's wrong?" he asks, pain evident in his eyes.

"What's wrong?" I spit at him. "You can't pick and choose when you want to be nice Colton!" I can feel pain all over my body and I'm suddenly worried about the condition I'm in. I look around the room and notice my parents aren't even here.

"I know Camryn I'm sorry, but I..."

"Can you just call my parents and leave?" I ask, cutting him off. I'm really confused and I don't feel like dealing with him right now.

His mouth falls open and then exits the room.

What is he even doing here? I thought I meant nothing to him. More tears fall down my face, and suddenly I want Colton back in the room, but I just really need to sort everything out right now.