His Lethal Love

Camille POV.

I was lying on the couch but bolted upright when I heard someone hover above me. I cringed when my eyes met with blue pairs of eyes. I rubbed my eyes to clear my view and looked at him again. It was Scott who was standing in front of me. Damn, it was Scott, my eyes could not betray me. He was smiling. My eyes moved down to his slim body. He had lost so much weight but still, he looked handsome in a hospital gown.

"Scott." I blurted out when I got my voice, pushing myself against the couch. "Oh my God, it's you? You woke up?"

He nodded with a smile and sat next to me. "Surprised, right? True love makes people do anything and I even came from a coma for you, baby. I knew that you'd come for me. I knew you'd never stop loving me." His cold hand rested on mine, and my body was electrified. Wow! His hand felt so good, so good that I was unable to breathe. I had never felt this way before. That day I found he was my sunshine because of how much I felt alive next to me. Look at me, how happy I was. When I was unable to move he dragged me closer to him until I could feel his warm breath on my cheek. "How are you and how is our Colette?"

"She is fine." Tears welled in my eyes as I touched his jaw, his neck, and his hands, feeling as if he was real. Damn, he was real, so real. "I'm fine, Scott. How could you..." I glanced at his disheveled bed, his oxygen pipe hanging on the other side, and his IV pipe on the floor. The monitor no longer measured his heartbeat and pulse rate. He was fine. He was totally fine. I touched him again to assure myself. Yes, he was real. Tears rolled down my cheeks. "I can't believe you are here, sitting next to me, Scott. You don't know what these past hours were..."

"I just fought for you two, Cam. I'm here and alive." He grabbed my wrist and placed it on his chest where his heart was beating, fine. "I'm alive, Cam. I am alive for the two of you."

I shook my head, wiping away my tears. "I was scared, Scott. The possibility of not seeing you again completely paralyzed me."

"I'm here, don't cry." He wiped my tears with his thumb. "Come here." He wrapped his arms around me and pressed my head against his chest. I could feel his faint heartbeat. I loved his warmth and his voice and his heartbeats. He stroked my hair lovingly and kissed my hairline. "If I get a chance I would change our past, Cam. I hate myself for treating you this way. I should have listened to you, talked to you. I just concluded, unaware of what you have been through those days." "No, I was at fault in the first place." I peeked up at him with my wet eyelashes. "I was the one who tortured you and used your brother for my benefit. I was the one who gave him false hopes. I didn't know he was a psychopath." "If I had known about him, I would have killed him with my own hands. He just raped..." His jaw clenched harder and his expression hardened. He was furious at his dead brother. "I couldn't imagine what I would have done to him, Cam. You should have told me once. I would have listened to you. I swear I would trust your every word." He cupped the back of my head. "I could even die for you, Cam. You have no idea how much I love you. I love you, I love you like hell. You have always been in my mind even if I didn't exist in the world."

"I love you, Scott." I grabbed his face and kissed him tenderly. "I love you so so much. Please don't leave us. We need you. Colette needs you. I need you. Please don't go..."

"I won't leave, Cam."

"Promise?"

"I promise, I will never leave you, baby. You're mine." He smiled which made my heart skip a beat.

"I'm yours." I smiled, staring into his eyes. "I was never anyone but yours." Scott's smile suddenly dropped as he watched me with a serious expression. "What happened?"

"Camille," he said in a serious tone, cupping my face. "Brace yourself." I frowned. "I'll always be there for you, no matter what. You'll just need to make a promise to me. Will you promise me?" I quickly nodded. "You'll be brave, okay? No matter what the circumstances are, you will remain strong for our daughter. Life teaches us a lot of lessons and one of the most meaningful lessons I have learned is to let go of things that you can't change. So you'll have to..." "What do you mean?" Suddenly I panicked. "Scott!"

Someone shook my shoulders violently calling my name. "Camille..." He gently slapped my face. "Camille, wake up."

I opened my eyes and looked at Conan in confusion. "Conan!" I gasped and snapped my head to the side where Scott was sitting but he was not there anymore. "Where is Scott?" I asked, looking around the room. "Where is Scott?" I stood up, uneasy.

"Cami, are you okay?" Conan grabbed me by the shoulder to steady me. "You were dreaming about him."

I paused all of a sudden and stared at Scott's empty space and then at the bed. He was lying there unconscious. Oh my God, he was sleeping there! He had never woken up. It was a dream. It was a fucking dream.

"There..." I broke into tears pointing at the space next to me. "He was seated next to me and talking to me."

Conan sat in the same spot and wrapped his arms around my body, pulling me into a hug. "It's okay, Cami."

"I thought he just woke up." I choked and burst into tears. "He is not here."

I felt Conan's hand moving back and forth on my back as he tried to soothe my terrorised body but I knew I would never recover from this nightmare. He told me to let go of what we couldn't change but I couldn't let him go. How am I supposed to get over it? How could I be strong when he was taking everything away from me?

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"I've talked to the doctor and he said if they perform surgery there will be..." Conan hesitated for a moment before completing his sentence. "16% chance of survival."

I sighed in despair and shook my head. "I don't know what to do, Conan."

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"But there is only a 16% chance..." I shook my head. "God, I don't understand which way I should go?"

"They have put him in an induced coma, Cami. They don't have enough time. If they do not perform surgery he will die." Conan squeezed my shoulder. "Either way he'll die. You should take a risk and give them your approval." "I'd never thought fate would bring me into this situation. I never wanted him to die. I couldn't have imagined that he was struggling through this phase."

"Don't blame yourself, it was not your fault."

I sighed, defeated. "What am I gonna tell Colette if she asks me about her biological father? I can only imagine what she will feel when I tell her about Scott. She loves him so much. She will blame me for his dea..." I didn't finish the sentence, it made me terrorized.

*****

I was driving back home at night when suddenly a car caught my eye. It was following me. I checked the time and it was half past 2 in the morning. After giving my approval to the doctors I signed all the papers and Scott's surgery was going to take place tomorrow at noon. Chills swept through my spine when the car kept following me. My hands were sweaty and my heart pounded harder. Suddenly that ghost masked man flashed in my head.

"Shit!" I hissed as I pulled out my phone. "Hell no!" I groaned when I noticed my phone had been turned off. I hadn't charged it for two days. I inhaled deeply and looked at the car in the mirror. I needed to calm down. I was overthinking. After a few minutes of driving, I turned my car right and raced down the road. I drove as fast as I could without looking at it. A sigh of relief escaped my lips when I didn't see the car. I got myself comfortable in the seat and began to drive at normal speed but then my car was thrown when another car collided with mine. I screamed madly as my car skidded to the other side of the highway. All I could see was a blur across my eyes as I tried to grab the steering wheel.

My head hit the windshield when the car came to a halt and everything turned black.