'Don't Blame me' (Original Book Series)

"Look What You Made Me Do"

  October is the month of Halloween, the month of families, children, running on the sidewalks looking for sweets.  Your creative fantasies or inspired by horror films.  That same month, "Photo's Polaroid's" was organizing an event for this celebration.  Allison was invited and as much as she wanted to go, she wouldn't know what to do with Camaron, who was missing and wasn't answering her calls.  In fact he was in a lot of trouble, especially now.

-So my baby, you have to eat a little.

Liza said, with great concern.

-Liza, I'm not hungry...
-You have to talk to her...it's about the girl...
-Liza, she doesn't want to talk to me.  I'm sure she's better off with the guitarist asshole.
-Did you open your cell phone to see?
-She probably didn't even send me anything.
-Don't think like that... well, I'll get her medicine.
-Serious...
-Yes, sir!  You don't want to fall hard to the ground.
-OK...

The truth was that Camaron needed his medication because of his anxiety, since he was little when his parents left him, the only thing that was part of his life, was Liza and the rest of the employees, was the classic cartoons, classic series, along with with simple children's games.  This was scary to him in parts.  Time passed, when he was ten years old, he was on a photo shoot.  It started to make him sweaty and weak, his legs wanted to stop, he turned pale and wanted to cry, the first time he closed his eyes he passed out and woke up in the hospital.  He was diagnosed with extreme anxiety, depending on the impact he takes, he could be hospitalized again.  Hence the medicines.  Unfortunately, the feeling of loneliness came to help him, without his parents around, without his brother, he was diagnosed with depression, also in a serious health stage.  He still fights to overcome all of this, and now with Allison everything could change or be worse.  And it was getting worse.  Allison was worried about Camaron for not answering her, even so she would have to work, in fact it was Monday.  She had just arrived at the publisher, in her head were still Lian's words highlighted with highlighter and fixed never to come out again.  Allison realized he hadn't arrived yet.  And before the services begin, she would have to resolve some things with Carlos.

-Good morning Miss Clark...
-Well, I came to discuss business with you.  It's about my photography position, seriously... you could have sent me a message saying that you wouldn't need my services with Camaron anymore...
-Like this?  Send you a message?  Don't need it anymore?  I'm sorry, but what are you talking about?...
...

Allison looked surprised at that answer, she didn't know what to say, so she showed the envelope she received.

-Here it is...

Carlos laughed sarcastically.

-Miss Clark, don't you realize that this is false?  Look at the writing, look at the expressions used to describe something so serious... would you sign something so silly?...
-Like this?...
-Who sent you that envelope?
-It was Vanessa...
-Vanessa?  I gave her a long period of time to rest...how can she do that?...
-I don't believe it, she wouldn't be able to...
-Allison, I could fire you
-No, I have something better, it would be great to know why all this...
-Do whatever you want, I'll talk to her later...
-OK...

Allison leaves the room and goes to her study, and yes, he was there, sitting in the armchair, Camaron was waiting for her patiently.
Allison opened her eyes and ran over to hug him.  Camaron is surprised by her reaction.

-Are you okay Allison?...
...

Allison quickly looks at him and slaps him hard across the face.

-Never do that again!...Lian was almost in pain the whole night, I'm glad I came back instead.
-Are you going to blame me?...
- Yes, I will, what happened to you?...
-What happened to me?...
-Yes, you started first!
-I don't think you should have called me...
-I think so, you don't answer me at all.
-My cell phone ended up losing it in the car, last night I must have dropped it in the dark of the car.
-Well, I'm here to get started.