I wanna be yours

Chapter 9

Two weeks had passed and things were not doing good. Sinuhe found out that her daughter has been going to the farm everyday. She locked Camila in her room for almost a week now and forbid no friends to come in the house.

In the blink of an eye, a loud scream was heard in Camila's room. One of the servants came running to Sinuhe. "Ma'am, Miss Camila is throwing stuffs in her room!"

"Ignore it and do not let her come out of her room until she learns her lesson."

The servant lowered her head and walked away from the older woman. The screaming didn't stop so Sinuhe decided to check on her daughter.

"Karla!" She knocked on the door.

"LEAVE ME ALONE!"

"Susan! Get the keys!" The woman yelled to one of the servants. She quickly handed the keys to Sinuhe and she opened the door.

"Karla!"

An alarm clocked was thrown against the wall, almost hitting Sinuhe. The brunette's room was now a full mess.

"Stop throwing your things!" She scolded.

"GO AWAY!"

Sinuhe managed to grab Camila's arms and held her tightly.

"Let go of me!" The brunette yelled, flinching away.

"What is happening to you?!" Sinuhe barked.

Camila finally got off her mother's grip and backed away from her. "I hate you! I hate you! Ever since father passed away, you never showed me you love me! Nor cared for me!"

"That is not true!" Sinuhe protested but she knew herself it was true.

"You never let me out of the house! I'm here like a prisoner, mother!" Camila was flaring, she has lost her temper and can't control her anger.

"I- I just don't want anything to happen to you when you're outside, Karla."

It was the first time this happened to Camila. She had never been this rage. It scared Sinuhe just seeing her daughter be violent.

"What the hell is your problem with me going to the farm! Is it because the people there are different from us? We have money and they don't? They're filthy and we're not?!-"

Camila continued throwing words at her mother, not letting the older woman say a word.

"-tell me mother! They're humans just like us too and they have humanity dignities! What about you?! You only care about MONEY!! Never did you ask how am I doing or even get to know my what my interests are because-"

Sinuhe yelled and interrupted Camila. "ENOUGH! You do not yell at your mother!"

"You deserve it!!" Camila retorted her face remained frowning.

"Why are you being like this, Karla?! What is wrong with you?! Did that two fil- taught you how to be viol-"

"STOP BLAMING THEM. They did nothing. It's not them. It's YOU! I just need a caring and loving mother like they have!"

Sinuhe stayed silent knowing her daughter was right. The woman felt guilty hearing the truth coming from her daughter. She slowly walked closer to her daughter but Camila stopped her.

"Mother, I am in love with Lauren. Mr Jauregui's daughter." Camila unhesistantly admitted, her heart beating out of her chest.

Out of a sudden, Camila felt her mother's palm hit her face. Sinuhe had just slapped her daughter. Too shocked what the brunette had told her. Sinuhe couldn't believe it. She shook her head in disbelief, disappointed in her daughter.

"No. No! You are not in love with a girl, Karla!"

"But I am!"

"Enough is enough! You'll stay in this room until when I tell you so!"

"Alright then. LOCK ME IN HERE AND YOU WILL NEVER SEE ME EVER AGAIN." Camila threatened her mother who was face palmed.

"I forbid you to see that girl or whoever." Sinuhe finished, turning her back and walked out and shut the door.

Sinuhe knew her daughter wouldn't accept her even more knowing she was being so strict to Camila. Also, the older woman knew that her daughter would rebel even more but she put that thought away just to prevent Camila from seeing the girl. Sinuhe would never accept Camila to be with a girl specially when she wants a grandchild.

Camila fell to the ground and began to sob. Her chest was aching, hurt by this stupid situation. The brunette decided to call Harry but then remembered that her phone was confiscated. She growled and weakly pulled herself up to the ground.

Small stones were being thrown against the windows in Camila's room. She quickly stood up and looked below. She felt a little cheerful when she saw Harry.

-

"What is it you want to tell me, Lauren?" Mike asked his daughter who had been pacing back and forth.

Lauren was apparently nervous to tell her father but she decided to anyway. "Papa, I am in love with Ca- with a girl." She instantly closed her eyes expecting to hear a shout from Mike.

"Who is the girl and what is her name?"

"It's Camila. Mrs Cabello's daughter," Lauren replied. "Wait, you're not mad?"

"Why would I be angry, Lauren?" The man declared, raising his eyebrows. "What makes you happy, makes me and your mother happy. We'll support you in every decision you make unless it's something outlawed."

"Thank you, Papa." Lauren gave her father a hug and felt the real love of a parent. She was delighted by her father's words, unexpected that she would hear those.

"Invite her sometime for dinner," Mike suggested. "I assume that she's a nice girl..."

"She is but unfortunately I've not seen her for more than a week already," a trace of pain formed on Lauren's face. The brunette sighed and continued. "Mrs Cabello is such a strict mother, Camila doesn't deserve someone like her!"

"She will be fine, darling. You just gotta wait when it comes to love," Mike told her before going out of the house.