Have You Heard?

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One hour earlier

I walk into my apartment and slam the door shut.

My hangover is still ravaging my body and my black out is still nagging at my mind, begging me to remember but cruelly keeping the memories to itself

I look at my phone. Still no message or call from Camila

Fuck it!

I turn off my phone and slam it face down onto the decorative, white hallway table and then head to my bedroom where I strip off my clothes and pull on some fresh grey track bottoms and a new white T-shirt, I run my hand through my hair and then flop down on my bed.

My mind swimming with thoughts and emotions I can barely comprehend, one face and one voice over powering it all and that is very fuckin annoying!

I close my eyes and hope that a peaceful sleep will claim my exhausted and wounded body but instead what comes is something that zig zags  from a dream into a nightmare.

I see Camila as she was that first time I saw her at the Ellen show, chatting and laughing and lighting up the room in the way only she can, in the way that caught my attention and drew me in immediately and then my dream goes black, I hear brakes screeching, metal twisting and Camila calling out my name and then a calm descends upon my sleep.

In my dreaming state I see Camila laying next to me in bed, her dark hair spread around her, her chest naked in front of me and my bed sheets covering her from the waist down. She looks so beautiful, like an angel, her skin and lips more pale than I remember them but just as perfect, I reach down to kiss them but they feel so cold I jump away from her and when I lean back over she's gone, I'm lying in my empty bed alone and then a voice appears to the right of me, it's a voice I will never forget as long as I live.

'You were very lucky Mr.Mendes'

'Where's Camila?' I ask although my mouth doesn't move we are talking through the power of our minds

'Your friend wasn't so lucky...'

I writhe backwards and forwards and finally manage to pull myself from sleep as I jolt upright in bed.

My heart is pounding, my mouth dry, every emotion I own sparking into life, this is where alcohol throws a blanket on my emotions and numbs them all but for some reason tonight or this morning, I have no idea what time it is other than my bedroom is now dark except for the moonlight that spills throw the open curtains, alcohol is not an option.

Tonight, in the aftermath of my nightmare I'm going to try and fight my demons on my own

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Pulling my car into the parking lot Of Scorpion Sound Studios I notice immediately that barely anyone is here.

Renees little red Porsche is missing, as is Thiagos black SUV, there's no sign of the car Camila is normally driven in, in fact the only cars I can see are those that belong to the girls on reception and a few other unknown ones.

I haven't turned my phone on since last night so if there had been a cancellation I didn't get the memo, I press the on button and then put my phone into my back pocket as I hop out of my car and pull on a pair of shades before heading across the asphalt to the front of the studio.

What the fuck?!

When I get there the doors appear locked and Lara and Michelle from reception are sat outside, Lara is smoking even though she told me she had quit and Michelle appears to be crying.

I walk closer in silence as they fail to recognise my presence and I feel my phone begin to buzz against my butt

"Hey" I call out but they don't lift their heads, Michelle just drags the sleeve of her sweater over her eyes and I notice the hand Lara is holding her cigarette with is shaking almost out of control "Morning"

"Shawn!" Lara's head snaps up to gaze at me and I notice she is crying too. My phone hasn't stopped buzzing so I pull it out of my pocket, my heart dropping and then beginning to thump at the number of notifications on my screen

"What the fuck is going on? Did so go to bed and wake up in an alternate universe?!" I try to open my phone but my fingers are shaking so badly, my brain accepting that something terrible has happened but terrified to find out what

"Oh my God Shawn!" She pushes herself to her feet and walks towards me and I notice her entire body is trembling "have you heard?!"

I shake my head, my breath struggling to make it through my chest to my mouth

"I can't believe it, she was just here yesterday"

She?

My heart rate trebles and it suddenly feels as though I'm under water my limbs heavy and her words muffled

"Camila"

No...

Lara begins sobbing uncontrollably and throws herself into my arms and I hold on to her in an attempt to keep myself upright

"Someone stabbed her Shawn"

No!

"They don't know if she's going to make it"

NO!!!!!!

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