Chapter 11

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Y/N's POV:

I'm not going to lie... I was pretty pissed off

After Camila left my mood had changed. How could she be so judgmental the way I talk to Stacy when she's out there fucking other guys

It made absolutely no sense and it was not fair

I had no intentions whatsoever to be romantic with Stacy tonight. I truthfully just wanted to hangout with my friend who I missed

But considering Camila would be getting her back blown out by some lame ass mother fucker then I could fuck around too

I needed a release anyways. I was beyond sexually frustrated.

It didn't even have to be Stacy I'd take any girl at the moment

What the hell did Camila have to be jealous of anyways?

She's rich and famous and has no worry in the world. She's beyond fucking beautiful. She has awards and worldwide hits. She gets to travel wherever whenever with whoever she wants

Stacy is just a pretty barista in college

Well she has her own qualities that I will not be going into depth at the moment. The point is Camila had nothing to be jealous of

I truly didn't understand what her beef was with her. It's not like she knew her anyways

I felt a little silly that I was being so protective of Stacy considering everything I've put her through but she did not deserve to be treated this way by Camila. It wasn't cool at all. Even if it Stacy didn't directly get the shade.

I have to talk to Camila and set some new boundaries or something because I don't know shit about any of her guys and I'd rather keep it that way

I angrily tossed the mop into the supply closet and slammed the door. I was closing alone tonight.

I grabbed my things from my locker prepared to call an Uber to head to the local venue to meet up with my friends

Maybe I'll pop a pill and meet a girl to forget all of this mess for tonight

I would ask Stacy but I don't want to hurt her anymore than I already have. I don't want her to get an idea of me rekindling anything

Besides it wouldn't be anything new. We've gone to multiple parties and events where each of us talks to other people. If we ended up empty handed we'd just go home together

I sighed as I stepped out of the establishment after making sure everything was shut off and in order. I set the alarm and locked up the place

I grabbed my headphones to put them on ready to press play but as I turned around to start walking my heart dropped and I saw the biggest jump scare of my life

"Camila what the fuck??" I asked as my hand was placed on my beating chest

There stood Camila against the window in her jeans with a crop top and jacket

"Hi to you too" She said

"Sorry you scared the fuck out of me" I said still trying to steady my heartbeat

"Sorry I didn't mean to scare you" she said giggling at me

"What are you doing here?" I asked looking at my phone to look through my group chat with my friends

"I'm waiting for my date" she said with a smug grin

I quickly looked up from my phone and took in her look.

"uh nice date attire. What no fancy get up?" I asked as I put my headphones away

"What made you think I'd dress fancy?" She asked

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