On Chill (Camren Fanfic)

"You left me."

"Jesus Christ." Lauren grimaced. Her head felt like a thousand rocks just packed into her mind. But one thing that brought her attention was she had no nightmares. The alcohol she indulged resulted in sleep all through the night. That was confusing. Alcohol usually is suppose to wake you up quite a lot in the depths of the night. Checking her phone, she was met with it only being 6:30 am. Pretty fucking early.  But since they've captured Jared and the rest, the didn't need to stay another day. She got up gracefully, losing her balance quite a lot before stabilizing herself. A sudden urged to pee washed over her. It was time to get ready for the day anyways.

She unzipped herself from the now tightly compacted pants that hugged on to her from sweat, and tried her best to aim once again with an unsettling boner. Usually that meant her health was good and nothing to worry about but it has gotten annoying over the course of her years. She's been used to it though.

A knock occurred. "Hurry up in there!" 

"Hold on! I'm almost done... But I'm gonna take a shower first actually." Lauren responded. No one answered so she successfully conquered the bathroom, except there was one problem. She didn't have her clothes or towels on her. "Dammit." Lauren cursed. Maybe if she went fast and returned she would still get a spot. Peaking out the door,
Lauren sped down the hall, snatching onto her clothes, "What the hell!" Lauren flipped out toying with the doorknob.

"You snooze you loose!" They joked behind the door.

Lauren huffed, taking her clothes and going towards the outside guest house. There was a pretty nice outdoor shower. Lauren always wanted one on these in her house's backyard. She set her clothes on the outside stool, propped her phone and turning on her favorite winding down playlist Camila and her made together.

Dinah and Camila got ready sharply. It was 7:00 AM and Dinah needed to go and see her brother. It was an constant aching feeling and for it to go away she needed to seem him for herself .

When they arrived at the hospital, Dinah made her way to unbuckle the seatbelt, frowning when Camila didn't budged. "Mila?"

"Hmm?"

"Aren't you- Oh yeah never mind." It had clicked that Camila was still more or less hated by him. He's mostly going to be mad that Dinah somehow appeared in Miami. He would definitely freak if he found out she was best friends with the person who cause their downfall.

"I don't think I would be safe in there." Camila huffed. "But I'm not going anywhere so when you come back i'll still be here. I'm sorry I can't come."

Shaking her head, "No, it's okay. It's gonna take like 10 minutes so it won't be long. Alright catch you soon."

Camila nodded before Dinah took off. Rolling down her window, "You have a nice ass CheeChee!" She giggled. I mean there was no lie.

Dinah turned around laughing before sticking her middle finger, "Fuck you Chanco!"

"I love you too." Camila cooed jokingly. She was so thrilled she had ever met Dinah. Both each other's energies were never unmatched.

Reclining the drivers seat, she laid there in silence for a couple of minutes. She hadn't heard from Lauren since she left last night, reluctantly she felt to call her. After the 4th ring, the police officer had picked up. "Good Morning Lo."

"Hey, Camz. Good morning to you too." Lauren replied.

Being set on the fact she wasn't able to get much sleep usually, Camila was surprised."Did you finally get enough sleep last night?"

"Yeah, actually. I slept great. Maybe my brain has left me alone." Lauren expressed, purposely leaving out that alcohol portion of the night. "So I don't think I need therapy or whatever you wanna call it."