And No One Sees: The Truth Behind Camren - Book Three [UNFINISHED]

Chapter 19: Setting the Trap

PART 3

June 30th, 2019

Lauren

9:00 A.M.

"Hello?"

My eyes shot open wide. I stopped applying the mascara to my lashes and looked down at my phone on the dresser which was now apparently talking to me. I quickly reached over for the small device and held it up to my lips.

"Hello?" I returned.

"Hi, who is this?" he returned in his British accent.

"Matthew, it's Lauren. Jauregui. Don't say my name and pretend I'm somebody else. Are you alone?"

"Uh, um...I'm alone, yes."

"You're absolutely sure?"

"Can you please tell me what's going on?"

"It's kind of a lot, so prepare yourself..."

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June 27th, 2019

Lauren

6:30 P.M.

"How?" Camila asked.

My wheels were already turning as I looked into those familiar brown eyes. If she wasn't going to do something about this, I would; but I had to make this good, or else she wouldn't go along with it. I reached forward and brushed a loose strand of hair from my girlfriend's soft face, taking a split second to marvel in her beauty. I was already dreading what I was going to say next.

"Shawn was the solution, right?" I said softly.

Camila furrowed her brow.

"Then make him the fucking solution." I added.

"What do you mean?" she asked.

"Play this shit up, babe. You guys need to turn on the heat and get the focus away from you and Matthew."

"Are you being serious? Literal days ago you were getting jealous about the music video."

"I already told you that was partly because I was blindsided."

"I...I don't know, Lauren, I mean...first of all, Roger won't-"

"This is exactly what they want. It's what they've always wanted. What reason could they have to be mad at you for escalating things with Shawn?"

"I got in trouble before for telling the world that I was dating Austin because it was apparently too early. Greg always used to talk about the timing of things."

"Whatever. It doesn't have to be that dramatic. I'm just saying, show this psycho that she has no reason to worry. While she and everyone else are distracted by that...I'm gonna take care of shit."

With that, Camila's eyes widened slightly. She gently placed a hand on my forearm, as if to calm me down.

"What does that mean?" she asked cautiously.

"I need Matthew's number." I responded.

"Lauren, what?", Camila scoffed, sitting up a bit straighter, "Involving Matthew is definitely not going to help the situation."

"Maybe not you involving him. But me? She won't see that coming."

"What are you even going to do?"