i ran outside back to my room as i saw bill crying on the floor. i ran to him and hugged him. he looked at me as i asked him what happened. he couldn't get any words out. shit how do i help him.
tom came running upstairs, juan behind him. as tom saw bill on the floor crying his eyes widened. he signaled me to let him go. i stod up next to juan. tom took bill in his arms and they went to the bathroom.
"it was all my fault." i said to juan. "camilla it wasn't." he said as he hugged me. i felt so safe in his arms. he was the best friend i ever had.
after a few minutes they came back. i ran to bill as he entered the room, hugging him. "i'm so sorry my love." i said to him as i burried my face in his chest. "no it's fine meine liebe." he said as we rested our heads on eachother.
i saw tom smiling in the corner of my eye. he must think that we are cheesy. i laughed at myself as i lifted my head up.
"camilla." i heard bills worried voice say. what? did he saw a ghost or what. his face was pale. he was looking at me with sad eyes.
"what?" i said confusing. he lifted up my arm exposing some fresh cuts i did moments ago. i glanced down to my arm. fuck. he noticed.
juan and tom came closer and saw my fresh cuts. "camilla why." tom said as he got tears in his eyes as well as bill. "please don't do this to yourself." bill said as tear rolled down his cheek.
i pulled my arm away from him hiding it in the back. "guys please don't interfere." i said as i backed away a litle. "how could we not when you're doing this to yourself." tom said raising his voice a litle.
i was so fed up with them. it was my life. it was my skin. i can do whatever i want.
"why do you care anyways?!" i yelled at them as i have had enough. tears started filling my eyes. "you two are just some boys who i met in a class. why do you care!" i yelled once again tears streaming down my face. i ran through the door as i bumped in juan.
"camilla-." he said as i interrupted him. "juan. move." i said in a demanding tone. he didn't want to move his stupid ass. ugh.
i heard footsteps behind me as i turned around to see tom and bill getting closer to me. "camilla." bill said in a calming voice as he held his hand out for me. "no leave me alone!" i yelled back as some tears escaped my eyes again. "camilla we have to talk. whether you want it or not." tom said in a demanding voice. "we have nothing to talk about okay? i'm fine so stop." i said as i stepped back a litle again.
"camilla you are coming with us." tom said as he got closer. "no tom go away." i cried. he quickly got to me lifting me up fliping me over his shoulder. "no put me down!" i yelled as i was hitting him in the back with my fists, kicking my legs in the air. i had already stopped crying. i only felt anger.
"camilla stop. you are only making things harder." tom said as he walked out of the house walking to the car. he put me in a car shutting the door. i picked myself up fast and wanted to open the door but he locked it.
i couldn't help but cry. why were they doing this to me. why couldn't they just leave me alone. i have to went through this, alone.
"perras!" i yelled in the car while tom and bill talked to juan outside the car. i started kicking around still yelling. "malditas putas!" "por qué siempre estás interfiriendo?!" "por qué nunca me dejáis en paz imbéciles?!" i said as i slowly calmed down. i started crying even more as i burried my face in my hands. "por qué." i said as i laid at the back seats. i closed my eyes as i cried, not realising i had fallen asleep.
"hey cam woke up." i heard someone say as he touched my shoulder slowly to wake me up.
as i looked up i saw bill. aha. so they did kidnap me. i wasn't dreaming. great.
i slowly stod up as i got out the car. bill helped me but i shooed him away. tom was walking in front of me while bill stayed behind. "so what? we walking like that so i won't ran away?" i said in sarcastic voice. tom looked back at me and said "well if you promise you wont then we can walk normal." "oh yeah ,after you literally kidnaped me." i hissed back.
as we got into a house they led me to the living room. the sat at the couch, me sitting far away from them. i crossed my arms in front of my chest as they both looked at me. i was looking forward not wanting to talk to them.
"camilla." bill said as he moved closer to me. "don't.you.dare." i said, as i slowly looked at him. he frooze in the place he was. "so what was the need for all that kidnaping?" i said as i turned my head forward again. "camilla we didn't kidnap you." tom said. "oh ofcourse. then you just brought me to your house, carrying me on your shoulder, locked me in your car as we were driving, against my will. anything else?" i said as i looked back at them.
they were both facing the floor. "so?" i said as i got annoyed. "camilla we need to talk about your illness." tom said in calming tone. "guys i'm fine please stop making everything about me! you literally forgot that bill had panic attack. this isn't normal too!" i yelled a bit at them as i sat facing them.
"camilla we are just tryin-." bill said as i cut him off. "yeah you wanted to help me like terrence did?!" i yelled at them not even realising what i said. they both looked at me with schocked expresions and widened eyes.
why did i have to say that?
hi this is autor. this part is a litle bit longer than usual, but i had to pour out all the emotions i held in. so i hope you don't think it's too cheesy
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