Zombies, Combat Boots, and Cameron Dallas (Zombie Apocalypse)

Chapter 51

"CAMERON?!" I screech, sitting up, covered in cold sweat.
"What?"
I turn my head and see Cameron looking at me in shock, everyone else staring at us.
"I- you're alive?"
"Yes.."
"But-"
Cameron looks at me suspiciously.
"Are you okay?"
He moves towards me. I jump and start scrambling backwards.
"Eve?!"
"I- had a bad dream."
"Eve can we talk?" I hear Freddie's familiar voice, deep, rich with English accent.
I turn look at him, he's staring at me.
"Okay.."
He walks over to the other side of the room, I follow. Then stop in front of him and fold my arms.
"What was your dream about?"
"Why?"
"Just answer me."
"Cameron."
"What happened?"
"He was killed."
"Eaten?"
"Yeah."
"You've had a dream like this before."
"What?"
"Back at that building. In the medical facility, you dreamed I'd die then you saved me when you woke up."
"Oh yeah."
His eyes scare my face.
"Do you think...you know when someone's going to die?"
"I didn't know Matt was going to die."
"The people, that, you feel strongly about."
"I felt strongly about Matt."
"You know what I mean."
I look down at the ground, crossing my arms across my chest.
"So you think Cameron's going to die?"
He looks down at me gravely.
"No.... you think Cameron's going to die."
He turns and walks back over to the group. I stand there shocked. What if he's right? Maybe I can see when somebody is going to die, somebody I love. I make my way over to the group, sitting down next to Cameron. I intertwine our fingers.
"Stay with me," I whisper.
"What?"
I rest my head on his shoulder.
"Please stay with me. Stay safe."
He looks down at me, confused.
Finn strides over, "I'm checking on violet."
Cameron stands up, pulling away from me.
"I'll come."
"What? No!" I blurt out.
"Evelyn?"
I stand up next to him.
"You're staying here."
Cameron starts to walk anyway. I grab his arm.
"You'll die."
"What?"
He looks really confused. I don't know how to explain it in a way he'll believe.
"I'm coming with you then."
At this point Cameron is starting to look frustrated.
"Evelyn let go of me."
"No."
"Let go."
"I'm not going to let go."
"Evelyn," he looks really irritated, "let go of me now, you're acting crazy."
Everyone's eyes are glued to me.
"I'm not letting you go without me."
"LET GO!"
"NO," I kick his leg, and he stumbles back slightly.
"What was that?!" He yells at me.
"I am not letting you go anywhere."
He just stares at me, his face a picture of anger, confusion, and worry.
"Think of your brother," I say in low, deep tones, "THINK OF THE TORMENT YOU FEEL, BEING RESPONSIBLE FOR HIM DYING. YOU. KILLED. HIM. THATS HOW I WILL FEEL IF YOU GO. I WON'T LET YOU DIE," I start yelling, desperately trying to get him to stay.
He slaps me across the face, and I finally let go, stumbling back in shock. His hand drops to his side and his expression falls, his face softening. I look up at him in awe, he looks just as shocked as me.
"I.." He shakes his head and turns, running to customs.
No. No. Why did I say that?
"I'm sorry," I whisper, clutching my burning face.
I rush over to customs and run through after him. I reach the front area of the airport and watch as Cameron runs over to Violet. What the fuck do I do now?