ᴍʏ ᴏᴛʜᴇʀ ʜᴀʟꜰ- ᴍᴀᴛᴛ ꜱᴛᴜʀɴɪᴏʟᴏ

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camila stared at her phone in shock, why the fuck was oliver texting her after months of being broken up? she texted him back anyway.

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hi??

hey mila

please dont call me that

im sorry

i just want to talk

about?

your dad asked my dad if we were still
together because apparently you told
him? you know that my dad doesnt
approve of my girlfriend, why would you
tell him that we're not together?

LMFAOOO NAH WHAT???

YOU cheated on ME

im not gonna lie to my dad and say we're not
together bc its more inconvenient for u

fuck off man

mila please

You have blocked this number

she put her phone down and sighed. oliver would always be her first love, but their relationship was definitely more bitter than sweet to think about. he was controlling, possessive; it got so bad that he once screamed at her for posting a bikini picture on instagram. it was so pathetic, it had literally been a brand deal, she hadn't done it to get guys to hit on her.

camila couldn't sleep for hours, she lay on the sofa tossing and turning as she contemplated what was happening. first matt having a secret girlfriend, now her ex texting her? it got to the point where she was considering going back to oliver.

she thought about it for a few minutes and then laughed out loud at how idiotic she was being. she needed something to take her mind off it. the sun wouldn't rise for a few more hours, and she knew the boys wouldn't wake up for hours past that. she walked upstairs to her brother's room and knocked on the door. he opened the door, eyes red.

"got a lighter?" he mumbled, holding a bong in one hand.

"don't be stupid i don't carry that shit with me." she walked in and sat down on his bed. jesse scrambled around in his bedside table, pulling out a red lighter.

"can i have a rip?" she asked hopefully.

"nah fuck that cami you're too young."

"i'll tell dad you changed majors." she threatened. jesse looked at her with half shut eyes and shrugged.

"fuck it, why not?" he said as he handed it to her.

"go fill it up with water. not too full just a bit." he instructed her. camille walked into his bathroom and gagged. he had socks and underwear lying all over the floor, along with rolling papers and filters. she ran the tap and filled it. as she walked in, jesse sat on his bed grinding the weed. he packed it and started to light it. camila watched in fascination, she had known for a while that her brother smoked pretty heavily, but it wasn't until he cleared three quarters of the bowl in a few minutes that she realised how bad it was.

after he was done, he held it out to camila and she put her lips in the opening. he lit it and she breathed in once he took the flame away. she inhaled until her lungs were full and moved away. the back of her throat scratched and she had the urge to cough, but she suppressed it as she held the smoke in for a few seconds and exhaled. they repeated the process until their eyes were red and camila was laughing too much to take another hit.