Camryn's POV

"Cam? Camryn you okay?"

I look up to see a worried look on Nathan's face. I look around me and realize that I'm in my math class.

"You zoned out on me, everything alright?" He asks.

"Yea, just tired coming back from break," I lie. Nothing is okay. I haven't slept in days and I'm not even sure I should be at school right now.

This thanksgiving break was anything but relaxing. Leading up to the break, Colton was arrested, I found out he's been arrested a total of three times, his mom came back into his life, and his dad went further than ever before with his abuse. All in one day, The Worst Day. And in a non-Colton related subject, I decided I was going to see my birth parents during the break. That didn't happen.

12 hours after The Worst Day

"Colton, you can't be serious, why are you going back there?" I say as Colton gets up to go home. It's early in the morning, too early for Colton to go anywhere, especially home.

"Camryn I.. I just have to, you don't get it," he says, walking towards my bedroom door. I scramble off of my bed to reach him.

"I'm not letting you go just for you to get hurt," I tell him, pulling him away from the door. I can't understand why he'd ever want to go back there after yesterday.

"Let me go Camryn," he says sternly, trying to break free from my hold without using too much force.

"If you go back there, I'm calling the cops on your father, something I should've done that first night you came in here covered in blood!" I say and his eyes go wide. I know the reason he doesn't want to involve the cops is because he might be thrown in the system. Neither of us want that to happen.

"Jesus Camryn I'm not going home!" He blurts. What? I have a confused look on my face as I let go of his arm. Then why is he trying to leave so early? "I'm meeting my mom to talk, without you."

"Okay Camryn, I think you should go to the nurse or something, you don't look too hot," Nathan says, bringing me back to focus.

"I'm sorry, I'm just-"

"Tired?"

"Yeah," I say. The bell rings and it makes me jump a little.

"Don't worry about the project, Cam, just try and get some rest when you get home," Nathan says as we walk out of class. I give him a reassuring nod and start walking to my next class.

Walking into anatomy, I can't help but notice Colton's empty chair. I almost break down at the sight of it.

4 days after The Worst Day

"Jesus Christ Colton, pick up your damn phone!" I shout frustratedly into my phone, leaving Colton a voicemail for the thousandth time. I end the call and call back again, just to leave another message. "Can you please just call me back, I'm worried, I love you." I hang up again.

That's been the routine for the last three days. Leave an angry voicemail, then two calm ones. I haven't seen or heard from Colton since he left to see Madeleine without me. I haven't slept since Colton left to see her. I haven't eaten.

Every time he doesn't answer his phone, every time I reach his stupid voicemail, my heart aches and my stomach clenches. I call every three minutes.

"Camryn, can I see your review questions?" Arko asks in his thick accent. I takes me a moment to realize what he's talking about. The questions, the ones that we were supposed to do over break. The ones that never crossed my mind this past week.

"I...uh I didn't do them, sorry," I tell him. He looks shocked. He should be, this is the first time I've never had my work done on time and I couldn't care any less at this moment.

At lunch I keep to myself. I don't go meet Judith, I go straight to a table and sit by myself. I'm tired, but I can't sleep even if I tried. I'm not hungry despite my growling stomach, there's no way I'd be able to keep anything down.

"Move," someone says. I don't look to see who it is. I already know it's Nova. I stay completely still, staring into space, ignoring her and her pack's presence. "Hey, where's your bf? Did he finally realize he could do better?" She says.

I turn my head to look up at her. She has a smug satisfied smirk on her face. I stand up from the table to face her. She continues to smile up until my right palm smacks her left cheek.

She drops her lunch and bring her hands to her face, looking at me like a scared puppy. I pick up my bag from the table and walk out of the cafeteria and straight to the parking lot to my car, ignoring all eyes on me.

I don't care if it's only the middle of the day, I'm going home.

Once I'm in my car, I allow myself to show emotion. To cry, to scream, to pull my hair out, but nothing happens. How can you show emotion when you can't feel anything?

7 days after The Worst Day

This is my last resort. God knows I'd never do this if I had any other option. I'm desperate.

I walk across my lawn over to Colton's house and knock three times on the front door. A few moments later, Walt answers. He looks as shocked to see me as I am to be there.

"What do you want?" He asks.

"I...I was wondering if you he-heard from C-Colton," I stutter. My voice cracks saying his name. Walt raises his brows at me.

"I was sure he was with you," he breathes. I can smell the liquor on his breath and I can't help but bring my hand to my nose.

"Well he isn't, and I haven't heard from him in a week," I say, losing hope in finding answers from him. The sight of this awful man makes me sick to my stomach, but I need to know where Colton is.

"I don't know what to tell you darling, but if you do hear from him, tell him I'll be waiting," he says, sending chills through my body. He closes the front door, leaving me as clueless as I was before.

I start my car after minutes of staring at the steering wheel. I don't even pay attention as I drive home, my body just moves from habit mindlessly. My phone rings and my eyes dart to the screen. It's just my mom. She's been worried about me all week.

I don't know what to tell her because I don't even know what's going on myself. Colton just disappeared.

I let the call go to voicemail as I pull into my driveway. I don't feel like answering all of her questions and explaining why I'm not at school.

Once inside, I consider having something to eat but quickly decide against it. I don't have the strength to keep anything down. On my way to my bedroom, I catch my reflection in the mirror in the hall. I look as bad as I feel. My face is pale, my hair is greasy and the bags under my eyes show my lack of sleep. I ignore my looks and continue to my room, hoping, praying that I could fall asleep and escape this hell of not knowing where Colton is for a few moments.

I open my room door to find a tall figure standing by the window. I'm hallucinating.

"Camryn?" The figure says. This isn't real. "Cam?" Colton repeats. It's him. It really is.

I'm suddenly overwhelmed by all of the emotions I've kept inside this entire week. He's here and he's okay. I have no control of my body as I fall to my knees and begin to sob. I shake as I cover my face with my hands.

"Camryn!" Colton shouts as he comes to my aid and holds me in his arms. The feeling is so foreign.

"Let go of me!" I cry, pushing him off of me. I look up to see his face and he is hurt. He's hurt? He left me in the dark for over a week!

I try to calm my sobs as I bring my hand to his face, making sure he's still here. His cheek is warm and rough. For the second time today, I bring my hand back to slap someone. Colton's eyes go wide out of shock, not pain, his face barely turned.

He pulls me into his arms again and this time I don't fight him, I just cry. I sob into his chest as he rubs my back, trying to soothe me.

"I didn't know where you were," I choke out, "you just left."

"Shh shh, I know and I'm sorry, I'm so sorry, I just need to explain," he whispers into my hair. I hold him tighter and take in the feel of his body and his scent. Oh how I've missed the smell of his cologne and the way his muscles flex every time I squeeze him a little tighter.

"Explain later," I tell him, "right now just hold me and don't let me go." Colton listens and we stay sitting on my bedroom floor in each others arms. I can feel the pain of this past week slowly fading away, but it is still very much there.