I Love You... But I Lied ❌On Hold❌

Chapter Eight

Lauren Pov:

Two days later.

I feel so terribly heartbroken that I hardly funtion right.

I bought Camila a little apartment and had all her stuff moved there, I can't bare seeing her in the house without even being able to hug, hold, or kiss her.

I'm actually looking for her right now, so I can just give her her apartment key.

When I see her there is a big crowd around her.

I walk up to hear better, but what I heard made my heart
drop even more.

"Yea she even has a penis, we fuck a few times but she wss terrible", she say scaning the crowd then her eyes she met mine and she look guilty.

"Look there she go", some soccer dickhead pointed out, cause everyone's head to snap in my direction before they burst out laughing.

I go up and snach Camila down off the chair so she is standing in fron of me.

"Why Camz", I ask with sadness lacing my voice.

"I'm so sorry Lauren", she says, sounding ashamed of herself.

"I asked you to just leave me alone after t-this this game, but no you had to finish it".

"I had too, and I still love you".

"Here Camila, thanks for the good memories we had together, it's already paid off for six months thats Sunset Bay Arena Apartment 12346", I say putting the keys in her hand before leaning in kissing her cheek.

"Forever and always?", I asked.

"Forever and always", she says.

I turn around to leave not once looking back ready to leave this world and this life behind me, but I know deep down no matter how hard I try I will always love her.

Camila Pov:

As Lauren walks off, I couldn't help it but let the tear run out my eyes.

"Kaki?", I turn around and see Ally and my fourteen year old sister standing behind me.

"Sofi", I sqeal loudly picking her up sqealing loudly.

"That was a good show Camila", I hear beside me, looking down i see Ally handing me the sighed papers.

"I love her Ally, and what you did was wrong, so fuck you", I say putting down Sofi snaching the form from Ally's hand before tugging my sister among with me to get our apartment.

Everything feel so right, but I know alot of things is wrong.

Eighteen year old, that's stuggling for love, sounds like LMN, right, wrong this is my life.

Welcome to it.

~Destinie