On Chill (Camren Fanfic)

"Next stop: Miami, Florida"

New York, New York City
12:14am
Camila had sadly passed away. That's the end of the book. Thank you- Guys i'm  joking. Okay back to the book. 🥸

*semi-long chapter*

New York, New York City
12:14am
Lauren's Home.

The ambulance arrived shortly after midnight. Dinah insisted staying up to consult Lauren but she nudged her off to bed. She already told her all the important details she needed for explaining....except the fact it was an alcoholic drink instead of just A soda or juice. Where they able to figure that out just by a glimpse though? Lauren watched them take her temperature and try to wake her up, preforming tests and vitals.

Just like if it was at work, She unconsciously wanted to check if there was someone to call who Camila was related to but the sad part was there wasn't anyone. Would it make sense to find Camila's parents to contact about something they had absolutely no control over? Dinah had given her phone to Lauren in case she needed it. She couldn't help even after this whole occurrence, to smile at the younger one's wallpaper. It was taken by Dinah when they were watching movies in Lauren's movie theater. God she couldn't wait till Camila woke up. Her thought were interrupted by one of the paramedics.

"Okay," He began, "It seems that her drink was spiked. She's currently passed out, but we assume there was more to the situation. Does she's have any medical records of anxiety attacks and panic attacks?" He asked whipping out a pen to jot down on a clipboard. Another paramedic was injecting a substance into her vein. It was most likely for her to wake up smoothly.

Lauren was close to decline when she remembered what happened at the diner. "Actually, ye- yeah she does have panic/anxiety. I don't know if it's been recorded medically though. But yes she does have them." Lauren answered truthfully.

He nodded. "Yeah, that's what we thought. She seemed to be undergoing a panic attack, while her body was intaking the drug that someone use to spike. You weren't with her right?"

Lauren shook rapidly, "No sir, I wasn't"

"Alright." He flipped out a page and handed it towards Lauren. "Here is to file a crime report. Since there was really no witnesses, It might-

"Take awhile, I know." Lauren finished his sentence. "I'm also a police officer, but sadly we both know that with cases like this, the police really don't take into consideration. They just ignore it and never come back to the case." Lauren explained annoyed. The justice and crime system needed a lot of repairs. "But thank you anyways. I'm gonna do something about it." There wasn't that much evidence and  what Dinah was saying, There were about more than 200 people.

He nodded in agreement, "It's sad But- um she's still breathing and that's a miracle if I'm being honest. She's a strong woman. She should be waking up tomorrow morning but this effect can last up to 12 hours to even 74. In drastic cases even up to weeks. I don't think that will happen, but keep and eye on her for the night. If you see permeant symptoms, you may have to rush her to the hospital ASAP." He explained wrapping up his medical kit. "You have a good night ma'am."

Lauren closed the door. It really wasn't a good night. She was so scared for Camila, and under her watch she still got hurt in the end. She picked her up, drapping her arms around her neck and cradle her bottom. She was too tired to take the stairs so she just entered the elevator, Rubbing her back in circular motions and kissed her shoulder. "I'm sorry Camila. Please wake up tomorrow." Lauren murmured as the elevator doors closed.

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Camila woke up to her head pounding while her center ached. She flinched when flexing her arm, where the shot was injected. She prayed she didn't do any meth because the last thing she remembered is entering the party. Turning to her side she was met with Lauren's eyes shut asleep and her cock erected as usual in the mornings. God how much she wanted her to fuck her. It was something they never discussed. At times Lauren would look like she's up for it but they end up being cockblocked or Lauren pulls off too fast. 'God why does my head hurt?' She swallowed her nerves. All reactions and thoughts where racing but one thing she did know was she was horny and in pain. "Fuck." Camila groaned. Slipping her hand down her panties, running her finger through her folds. Soaking wet, Camila removed them. Though the headache hurt, in a way it drove her sexual desire off the charts. She turned her attention to Lauren. What ever dream it was it must of been good. She wouldn't hear her moans right? Camila placed her middle finger on her clit. She was so sensitive that it hurt. A good type of hurt. Furrowing her eyebrows in pure bliss as she moved in a circular motion, "Oh my god," She moaned out. She already felt her stomach tighten, speeding up her motions.