Everlasting love (camren)

Part 5

I woke up to the sound of my phone ringing, "hello" i answered in a groggy tone. I looked at the caller id and the time noticing it was 3:16 in the morning. "Camz?" I asked in a worried tone when all i could hear was a sniffle. "Hey, whats wrong?"
"Lo" she choked out on the other end "camila just breathe for a second okay, focus on breathing" once she had finally calmed down i asked her what was wrong again "im going crazy" she said as she started to sob again at this point i had already thrown on a pair of sweats, grabbed my keys and was heading out the door. "Camz just sit tight i'll be there in 5"

Climbing into my car i skipped putting on my seat belt and raced down the street at a dangerous speed but i didnt care, all i needed to do was make sure camila was okay. This was all down to that fucking dorito looking motherfucker, he was the reason behind her pain. Shes been like this for about a week now and its killing me, theres nothing I can do about it.

I unlocked the door to camilas house with the spare key she had given to me and the girls, incase of emergencies. I headed up the stairs and stopped outside camilas room when i could hear weeping from inside, i closed my eyes taking a deep breath and slowly opened the door. The sight before me absolutely broke my heart, camila was curled up in a ball crying into her pillow.

I lay beside her on her on the bed and immediately pulled her on top of me, replacing my body with the pillow and wrapped my arms around her as she cried into my chest. I kissed the top of her head and whispered soothing things into her hair hoping she'd start to calm down soon.

Many tears later, i felt her breathing even out, i looked down at her fragile self and saw that she was asleep. I wrapped my arms around her tighter, worring that if i let go she would just crumble before me.

It was 6:19 when i finally checked my phone and i had been awake all night, watching camila, making sure she was okay and playing with her hair, i knew the gesture was soothing as my mom always used to do it to me when i was upset and it would instantly make me feel so much better.

Her alarm went off 11 minutes later and i reached for her phone, turning it off. I watched as she stirred and opened her sad, puffy, brown eyes, she looked up at me and i offered a smile, she returned the gesture with a sad smile of her own.

"Goodmorning beautiful" i spoke, my eyes still locked on her sad ones, "morning" she responded.
"How are you feeling this morning?" I asked with concern in my voice,
"Like shit" she simply gave back.
"How about you go and shower while i make some breakfast" i asked but it came out as more of a statement.

Camila simply nodded her head and began to walk towards her en suite bathroom. I watched as she walked with her head down, dragging her feet, lacking the confidence she had before.

Opening her fridge i saw that there wasn't much food in the house, probably due to her parents and sister being out of town, visiting family in cuba

Camila wondered down the stairs as soon as i had closed the fridge. "On second thought we might have to go out to eat breakfast camz, theres nothing in your fridge" she looked at me like i was stupid "lo we have school today" she replied to me, i chuckled "yeah we're not going today so go get ready im taking you out for breakfast" she just stood and stared at me, "go!" I shooed her away.

After scrolling through my instagram for around ten minutes i decided i needed to get ready too, so ran up the stairs to camilas room.

I opened the door to find camila in her bra and panties looking for clothes to wear, as soon as i burst through the door she screeched "lauren!"
"Oh my god im so sorry" i apologised frantically trying to cover my eyes.

Seconds later she piped up with "its okay you can look now" i uncovered my eyes and saw she had quickly thrown on one of my big t-shirts. "Okay im going to hop in the shower, i expect you to be ready when i get out" i said tapping her on the nose.

My body was on fire even though i was standing underneath a stream of cold water. I had just walked in on camila semi naked, this was so weird, shes my best friend, why am i still thinking about it, more importantly why did seeing that set my body alight?

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"Camz, try and eat something please" I practically pleaded. She needed to eat something, this wasn't like her, she was always hungry and it wasn't healthy either.

She continued to play with the food on her plate instead of actually eating it. "Camz" I called her but she kept her eyes fixated on the plate infront of her, not looking up at me.

I placed my hand over hers "look at me" she looked up, teary eyed and the look on her face broke my heart, I hated seeing anyone upset, especially camila.

I put 50 dollars down on the table knowing it would cover breakfast and be enough for a tip. Sliding out of the booth, I noticed camz stay still, still looking at the plate.

I grabbed her hand and she looked up at me "Come on lets get you home" she nodded and got out of the booth.

I hated that she was feeling like this, she was walking around like a zombie, because she was heartbroken and theres not alot I can do but try and be as emotionally supportive as I can and also try and take her mind off that fucking piece of shit dorito. She needed me now and I needed to be paitient with her.