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   Chapter 16

I quickly rushed out of the store.

Did he really just say that?! I don't want him to like me.

I mean it feels good to be liked and he's fucking amazing, but I don't wanna hurt his feelings. He's a close friend of mine and... I just hope he doesn't ask me out.

Maybe if I tell him I like Kevin before he makes a move he'll realize that I don't like him and move on?

I walked down the sidewalk, stomping my feet with frustration. Why did I even have to move here? Why did my dad have to be a criminal? Why did my mom have to be such a bitch?

Why does she have to want me again?

I can't believe I had to meet her.

The person my dad and I hated over all these years and now she's back. Maybe I should call dad. I memorized the number the principal gave me.

Dad would know what to do. He may be in jail, buh that doesn't me he hasn't changed.

Once I reached an alley way and I was sure no one was following me, I slipped into the alley and dialed the prison number.

I held it to my ear for a few seconds waiting for someone to answer.

"Hello? This is the Police Department what's your emergency?" the same voice that answered last time asked.

"Hello, this is Camila Cabello again. Id like to talk to my dad, Dave Cabello," I said quickly, looking at the people who walked by to make sure it wasn't Kevin, Dev or Daniel.

There was a bit of shuffling and then I heard the familiar voice of my dad.

"Camila? Is it really you? I didn't think you'd call again," he said in a weak voice and my heart dropped.

He needs a lot of food. After all of the money we got, he began to eat a lot. They must be starving him. I'd hate to see what he looks like. He probably got really skinny. They probably only give them two meals a day. I'm not sure how much food you get in prison buhh I'm sure it's enough for him.

"Hi dad. Of course I'd call you again," I whispered faintly, still on the look out for any of the boys.

"Is there something you want to talk to me about?"

I shut my eyes tight before answering. I said that one word that I knew he didn't want to hear.

"M-mom," I whispered again, even fainter, hoping maybe he didn't hear, buh I ain't have no luck.

"What?! Honey I said to stay away from her!" he shouted into the phone. I was on the verge of tears by now. At least I knew someone was on my side.

"I know. I don't want to see her buh she's already coming next week for dinner. I don't want to see her dad. I really don't," I said my voice cracking at the end and he sighed.