" Fucking whore! "
Camila fell to the ground sobbing in her palms as she heard the loud door slam. She hated living with her boyfriend, Austin, and wanted to leave him. When she tried he always put his sinful hands on her.
Camila loved him. She just thought he had serious anger issues that he couldn't control. She was sure that he didn't mean it, but the bruises on her body said otherwise. She needed help to find enough strength to leave him.
Without thinking, Camila ran to the bathroom, and rummaged through the drawers to find pain killers. " Maybe I'm just a bad girlfriend, and I mess up all the time. " Camila thought to herself as she opened the bottle cap.
She tapped the bottle lightly on her palm allowing some pills to fall for her to grab. Camila threw her head back as she took the pills in her hand and cried staring at herself in the mirror.
The young Latina fell to the ground, and rested against the tub while she hid her face into her knees.
Camila's head shot up and wiped her eyes as she felt her phone vibrate in her back pocket. She slowly took it out and slid the lock screen to unlock it.
[ Unknown - 12:01 am ] Hey :)
[ Camila - 12:03 am ] Who's this...
[ Unknown - 12:04 am ] It's Lauren... from the beach? You gave me your number?
[ Camila - 12:04 am ] Um... no sorry. I haven't been to the beach today.
[ Lauren - 12:05 am ] So this isn't Dinah?
[ Camila - 12:06 am ] No, I'm Camila... Dinah is my best friend. Why would she give you my number.
[ Lauren - 12:07 am ] I don't know... Wow... aha okay. Sorry for bothering you.
[ Camila - 12:10 am ] Wait... If this isn't weird. Text me?
