Rebel || Camila Cabello & G-Eazy

Part 11

"He's stable." 

The words sunk into Camila's brain as if they were toxic, foreign even. It wasn't believable, but at this point, it was the only thing she could hang onto. 

"He's gonna be okay?" Camila asked, looking up at the doctor emotionless. 

"I'm currently running tests on him, but for now, he's in the clear." 

"Good." Camila mumbled, not really having a nice fitting voice with the words she spoke out. 

The doctor cleared his throat and nodded, fumbling with his binder. "I guess I shall leave you ladies alone to talk this over, take a step back and think for a bit." 

Walking away, the room fell silent and it was killing them both. 

Lauren turned to Camila and hesitated with her words. "You don't seem happy about it, what's your problem?" 

"Guess I'm just not sure how to feel." She mumbled back truthfully. "It's not like I've been in this position before." 

"Of course you haven't been in this position before, what are you talking about! Gerald almost died and you're over here being stubbornly selfish about it! I can't believe you." Lauren scoffed, crossing her arms in response. 

"You can't believe me? You can't believe me? I can't believe that you're pretending to care about someone you wished would just leave you alone! Not even less than a month ago you wished he wasn't in your life, completely gone! I can't believe that you're bashing me for actually having emotions for Gerald and caring. Now that the emotions have been drained out of me and I have no fucking emotions left, not even a piece of willpower. I have cared and still care for him ever since we were freshmen and I'm not about to throw away our friendship like you did!" 

Lauren looked at Camila and knitted her eyebrows together. "What are you talking about? You're just like me! You didn't even care about him just like I didn't. You refused to visit him, you didn't ask how he was, you did nothing involving him! God, you didn't even mumble his name!" 

"Because he threw me out! He didn't want me there, you were in the room when he threw me out! Don't you dare say I don't care about him, nor ever did! care about Gerald with my entire heart and the fact that you randomly started caring is the most disgusting thing I have ever come across."

"Lauren Jauregui, I am nothing like you, and if I was, I swear I would hate myself every waking day of my life." 

Camila spat the words out, vicious and hurtful. She's never been known for being rude or insulting, but this was a completely different side of Camila. Lauren looked at her, clearly offended and hurt at the words she threw at her. 

"Oh." Lauren choked out, her facial expression revealing how puzzled and taken aback she truly was. 

"Yeah, oh." Camila replied, rolling her eyes and sitting up leading herself down the hospitals hallway and downstairs to the exit. 

She didn't need Lauren, and she certainly didn't need her comments. Having Lauren drive her to the hospital was a favor, wasn't even needed. Walking won't be a problem, but the time is heavily consuming. Sure, what Camila said was hurtful, but it was the truth. Lauren may be a nice person on the surface, but deep down she is one of the most bitter, selfish, and plainly emotionless when it came to other people. Clearly Camila found it hard to stay mad at Lauren since they were once best friends, but at this point, none of that mattered. The only thing that mattered was the fact Gerald was in pain and can die at any moment and Camila doesn't even know it because the doctors are more concerned about Camila staying calm during the most painful and stressful time in her life so far.