*****Camila's POV*****
"I heard from Dinah that the entire family likes music. So I thought maybe I could sing. Cause Dinah would probably do the same if she could be here". I saw no change in emotion on her face. Just the steady, slow and constant breathing that let me know she was still alive. I had to make sure she was alive. For Dinah's sake. She had to see her... Before she's gone.
I finish singing to her softly, making sure to take light steps as I walked out of the room. But as I tried to make my quiet exit, I slipped and fell while stepping out of the door. I know, I'm clumsy as hell. But even I couldn't just trip over air. I sit up from the ground and pick up the item I slipped on. "What the hell?" I flip it around, and gasp at what I see printed on it. Caminah.
She's not dead. She was wearing this the night she went missing. Only she ever had this. She's not dead. She's still alive. My baby girl is out there and was going to find her. How did I miss her? She was here. She was just here. Anon was going to suffer once I find him. I can guarantee that.
I took a picture of it and sent a mass text to all of the girls. "She's not dead". All the text from the girls started coming in one at a time. "That's her bracelet!! Our baby is okay" Lauren sent. "Thank God, baby harmony is still alive" ally said next. "Where'd she go?" was all Normani had to say. None of us had an answer for that.
As I think about what to do with it, I receive a text. "Take this to the cops and she dies". Marked off with the name, Anon. It's happening again. Three months and now the messages were back. He had already won but he wouldn't leave me alone. No matter what I did I couldn't escape him. It wouldn't ever be over. It would never end.
I feel to my knees in the hallway, tears pouring from my eyes heavily. I didn't even know to do. I was losing my mind. I was sobbing so loudly, I didn't even hear the nurses run over to me. "Ms.Cabello, please let me help you" he said, pulling me off the ground. While I was at the hospital, Dinah's mother had a nurse picked to supervise my visits, considering my current mental state and all that other stuff. That nurse was the man that picked me up from the ground, Chase. He looked after me while I was staying here.
The minute we get to an empty room, he has me take my daily dose of my new medication, lexapro. We needed to boost my depression meds again, so this was the new one. It made me feel foggy, like my mind was too clouded to think straight. "Hey Camila, I know it's been rough and you're trying. I'm gonna run to get something, and I'll be right back" Chase said with a sad smile on his face.
When he left, I started to hear footsteps echoing outside my room. And then a person came back in, but it wasn't Chase. A person in a black hoodie walked in, and I couldn't see their face. "Who are you?" I asked, but got no response. They just walked up to me and grabbed my hand. I recognized the hand immediately, by the ring placed on her finger.
"Dinah? Is that you?" I croaked out, my throat dry from all the crying earlier. She just put her hand on the bed, and I sat mine on top of it. "No matter how hard, please just don't leave me" she whispered out quietly. "How could I ever leave? I love you". She brings my hand up to her lips, kissing it gently. "I love you too, Mila" she whispered quietly again. Her voice was so small. Something was wrong with my baby girl. She leaned down, pressing her lips to my head, letting them linger on my skin. "I'll be home as soon as I can". She wanted to the door, her voice echoing behind her. "Goodbye Camila" she says as she walks out, voice echoing my name over and over.
It wasn't until I was snapped out of my day-dream like state, that I saw Chase standing in front of me. "W-what?" I stuttered. She was... she was just here. Where did she go? "Camila" he said cautiously, as though I would break if he talked too loud. "I want to talk. Tell me what's going on. What are you thinking about?" he asked. I couldn't even process what was going on. I just saw her...but it wasn't real? She wasn't really here?
I opened my month to form words, but I couldn't think of what to say. I felt like my sanity was slipping away with every passing day that she wasn't by my side. "Camila, breath for me sweetheart" he said, moving closer to the hospital bed. I hadn't realized that my breathing became stuttered, skipping breaths and developing an irregular pattern. I needed to get out of here. I could feel the walls closing in on me.
"I'm done. Let me out" I said quietly, trying to unhook my IV. Chase immediately tried to hold me down, paging other doctors and nurses to come to my room. "Just don't fight Camila. We only wanna help" he said sadly as he watched the others have to strap me to the bed to keep me from running. "I saw her. Dinah is alive! She's not dead!" I cried, tears pouring down my face as I tried to fight. The doctors just ignored my cries, giving me a shot in my leg, making me suddenly feel drowsy. The last thing I heard before drifting off was "Main side effects, hallucinsions. Something that this girl, in her state, does not need".
Was I having hallucinations? How much of this was fake? How could I even tell what was real compared to what was all in my head? Was seeing Dinah here and the bracelet all lies?
Was she even alive?
