Come dance for me

Chapter 8

Camila pulled up outside Lauren's house. The car was in the drive still so she can't have gone far. She got out and headed down the drive. There was music coming from the house. It was very loud Jazz music. Camila couldn't understand if Lauren just wanted a day off why all the mystery everybody knew she worked hard.

"Hey, you" the man shouted that had fixed her car the other day. He walked up to fence and Camila approached him.

"Hey, can I help you?" Camila asked wondering why he wanted to speak to her.

"Can you get Miss Jauregui to turn it down it's giving my wife a headache" the neighbor said.

"Erm yeah, sorry I will let her know" Camila smiled, and she turned back towards the house and continued down the drive. She got to the door and was about to ring the bell not that she would hear it with the music that loud. But the door was already open a little this was weird had someone got in it wasn't like Lauren just to leave it open.

"She has been playing that music most of the day it's not right or very considerate" the neighbor shouted as he peered over the fence trying to see into the house.

Camila felt annoyed "Ok, I said I would sort it out!" she snapped. She opened the door and looked inside the house; nothing seemed to have been disturbed. She crept in quietly not wanting to startle an intruder, the weapons she owned were back in her boot. She slowly walked into the living room nothing was moved and no Lauren. She picked up a heavy-looking ornament just in case.

The kitchen was empty, too, and everything looked like it usually did. She decided to follow where the music was coming from and found a door ajar opposite the lounge. From what she could see through the door, it appeared to be some kind of study or home office.

She pushed open the door, and what she saw made her jaw hit the floor. Lauren was leant back in the chair looking very dishevelled her make up had run and her hair was all over the place. She seemed partly dressed with a blanket wrapped around her and hugging a drink to her chest. She looked over at Camila with glassy eyes "Sorry I'm not accepting visitors today, even ones as hot as you goodbye Miss Cabello" she slurred.

If Lauren thought she was going to leave after seeing all this, she was sadly mistaken. "Is there something wrong with your hearing get out!" she yelled this time. Downing more of the alcohol she had in her glass, shaky hands tried to pour another, but most of it went on her desk. "Fuck this" she shouted as the bottle just missed Camila's head and smashed against the wall. She frantically started looking through the desk for another bottle.

Camila marched across the office and switched off the music she couldn't hear her self think it was that loud. "How dare you I was listening to that, you cant come into people's houses and touch their stuff." Lauren found another bottle in the bottom drawer and pulled it out, struggling to get the lid off.

Camila grabbed the bottle "I think you have had enough of that now don't you" she said. She moved the bottle putting it on a shelf further from Lauren.

"You come in here fuck me a few times and think you know me you know nothing Miss Cabello!" she slurred trying to grab at Camila. Camila took her hands and guided her back into the chair.

"Apparently, I don't because I never imagined walking in and seeing you like this," Camila said. Camila wanted to be angry, but she just felt sorry for her what had gotten her in this state.

Lauren's face suddenly changed, and she started smirking. She whipped the blanket off her shoulders. She had underwear, and her blouse on she patted her knee. "I know what you want! come here, take what you want!"

Camila looked down at her "I think I will decline I thought you didn't like to have sex when intoxicated" Camila replied as Lauren made another grab for her. Camila stood to one side to avoid her hands.