He looks at me more suspicious this time.
"I'm gonna ask you a simple question, and I want a god damn honest answer no bullshit sentence to protect her." He states firmly
I nod willingly
"Did she ever threaten you ?" He asks again
I pause thinking if what she ever said to me was indeed sometimes threatening.
"Well if by sometimes feeling like I was her little mind controlling toy and her sometimes telling or demanding things to me in an evil tone is threatening"
I pause looking at is irritated face, giving him an uncertain look.
"Then yes, yes she very much indeed did do that to me."
=Flashback=
I just got back from the hardware store to get some cleaning supplies and a crowbar ?
I honestly have no clue
Camila asked me to pick them up on my way back to her place
Why ? I don't know, I seem to never know why
I open the door to see Camila's back facing towards me in the living room
She's basically yelling to someone over the phone, poor them, after that call I suggest they see an ear doctor for their sake
"No you listen to me, this shit isn't my fault you low like self reserved asshole it's yours, your the worst fucking look out ever." She shouts over the phone.
I walk over to her wrapping my arms around her waist from behind placing my chin on her shoulder.
She stops shouting sighing telling the person over the phone a goodbye before turning around in my arms placing her head and hands on my chest.
I play with the ends of her hair that's cascading down her back in my reach
"What's got you all worked up love ?" I ask her softly
She sighs audible
"My friend",she answers kind of hesitant with bitterness laced in her voice
"What happened ?" I ask her softly
"Nothing it's nothing to worry about." She says smiling, I could tell it was fake
But me being so oblivious and blindly in love I didn't push her about the topic any further
I just muster the best smile I could give off
"Well I got the cleaning supplies and um tool you asked for." I say watching an almost evil glint appear in her eye as she smiled at me
"Thanks baby." She says kissing me gently going over to the bag of purchased items
I nod to myself sitting down slouching on the couch
'Why is she so damn secretive ?' I think to myself
The lovely raspy voice I've come to love brings me out of my thoughts
"Baby girl don't think to hard your gonna hurt yourself." Camila says straddling my lap massaging my temples placing gentle sweet kisses along my jaw line
I sigh in content of the lovely feeling she's giving me
"What's on your mind." She whispers ever so quietly in my ear even though we're the only ones here, it still sends shivers down my spine.
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I'm not crazy camila/you
Fanfic"You need serious help", I tell her in a scared yet concerned tone. She shakes her head at me with a wicked smile plastered onto her features and this mischievous sparkle in her eye as she stared at me. "No, I seriously need you"
