Grow Old Without You (A Camren Story)

Italy, We're Back.

Grow Old Without You (Chapter 39)

LANA

We arrived at the house, and started getting ready for the flight. I know it would be a long one, so I had to get all the necessities in my back pack. Mommy said I should put all my electronics in one bag, so it would be easier for me to just grab it, and all the clothes on the rolling bag. Well, that sounds good, so I followed mother's orders. Also saves me from trouble, that I learned the hard way. Aunt Kea was also packing her bags, and making sure Mommy's things are also ready.

"Lana, make sure all the luggages are locked and secured. Names and everything?" Aunt Kea said as I walked to the luggages on the hallway. Mommy's locked, Kara's locked, and there's a luggage with a yellow strap also in the hallway?

"Who owns this yellow one, Aunt Kea? I don't think this is ours." I asked as Aunt Kea. Okay. This is weird.

"Just check if it's locked Lana. I want to finish everything so we could sleep. Is yours locked? Mine?" Aunt Kea said as I walked to the luggages again, checking on the green and the pink ones. Aunt Kea's and mines. Locked.

"It's locked." I walked to the room and plopped down the bed.

"Good. Now, go check on your sister downstairs for the snacks we need to bring." I didn't move and just sat there looking at her. "The fuck Lana? Did you hear me?" She said hitting my leg with her jacket.

"Oww. I'm going i'm going. You don't have to hit me." I grumpily said as I walked downstairs to Kara. 

Surprisingly, Aunt Tay was still here, helping Kara fix our snacks.

"Done with the bags, Lan?"

"Yeah. Do you need help here, Kar?" I asked her as she shook her head. She put all the containers in the fridge, closing it and cleaning the table with the cloth in the sink.

"All done." She smiled at me as Aunt Tay kissed her head.

"Well then my work here is done. See you babies in a month, yeah?" She said as she hugged me tight.

"Yes Aunt Tay." I said hugging her back. "Tell Uncle Chris we miss him."

"Oh he knows. He's just busy with work, that's all." Uncle Chris works for the Miami Heat.

Something about agent thingy. I don't know. I don't get those things. We walked Aunt Tay to the door as Kara and I ran upstairs to our room. We were tired, so we just crashed in our bed, wishing tomorrow would come sooner. Italy, here we come!

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KEANA

Lauren called me, telling me she will be coming home soon, and to get more of Camila's things ready for the flight? I don't know if I'm assuming things, but seeing Camila, I don't think she's really ready to get out of rehab. I mean, I know she still has some demons she has to conquer, and seeing her yesterday, I know she isn't as ready as she seems. I'm just looking out for the kids, and my best friend.

"Lana, Kara! Let's go! The plane won't wait for us!" I screamed as Alvin, the other body guard

brought our luggages to the car.

"We're here Aunt Kea! No need to scream!" Lana mumbled behind me as she was carrying hers and Kara's backpack. Kara was behind her, putting on her coat. Sleep was evident on both their faces. I hate how Lauren picks the earliest flights. She says it keeps them away from the paparazzi, but hell, it doesn't matter. The assholes are still there!