I'm Sorry.

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I fell into Normani's arms while Dinah went back inside Lauren's house. I start to sob, I've lost so much liquid from my body today, I was just weak all over.

It took a couple of minutes before we could hear any noise, the first noise was just shouting and crying but then a terrible noise came out from the house it was screaming and yelling but then we heard a bottle smash and a cry from help out of Lauren.

I obviously ran back into the house Normani quickly following because she was surprised it wasn't Dinah screaming for help.

We walk back inside Lauren's house and first I see blood and then the glass bottle that just got smashed and as I turn around the couch, I see Dinah's body on the floor with blood pumping out of her head.

The only next noise was Normani staring to cry so loud and she then knelt down to Dinah's head. "Get something to stop the blood!" Normani suddenly screamed, I ran to get a cloth, one dry on and one wet one. I sprint back to Normani with both cloths in separate hands and handed her the wet one first to clean up all the blood and then the dry one to hold the blood in. We heard Lauren run into the kitchen, most probably to be sick after all her drinking, but then she instantly came back with tape in her hand. "Put this round the cloth and her hand, it should help give pressure. Camila call an ambulance and Normani I'm really sorry." Normani just smiled at Lauren and then went in to say, "don't worry about it Lauren, I know it's because of your problems and because your drunk, I know you wouldn't intentionally hurt her." They hugged while I'm here thinking to myself.

What problems? I didn't know she had problems.

Then I hear Normani's voice, "Mila the ambulance?" Then i ran over to get my phone.

The ambulance finally arrived and we were at the hospital. I say we, I mean me and Normani. Lauren couldn't come she was out of her head, she's too drunk.

To brake the silence, I speak up. "What problems does Lauren have and why didn't she tell me, and does she even like me anymore, she could barely look at me earlier." I asked while starting to cry.

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