Camila: Lauren
Camila: Babe
Camila: Hey. When are you coming back.
Camila: I miss you..
Camila: So much.
Camila: Where are you right now?
Camila: Why aren't you replying?
Camila: It's been three weeks Lauren..
Camila: Are you mad?
Camila: Please answer me Lauren.
Camila: Why aren't you answering my calls?
Camila: I'm worried sick about you.
Camila: Okay. I think I'm just over acting.
Camila: I hope you're having fun
Camila: I really hope you have a nice vacation
Camila: I love you. Don't forget that.
Camila: Oh my god you've read my messages.Again. I hope you'll reply now.
Camila: Hi baby.
Camila: Oh my god I really miss you
Camila: How are you?
Camila: Why aren't you answering my texts and calls? Don't worry. I'm not mad. I'm just really worried.
Camila: I can see you typing again.
Camila: Okay. I'll stop now. I'm just gonna wait for you to reply.
She waited.
Camila: Actually, I've been waiting for a whole three weeks now. You're just reading my messages, tried replying to me. But you didn't. Remember, I'm worried not mad.
Camila: Read. Please reply..
She waited. These past few weeks, she'd been overthinking.
What if she doesn't love me anymore?
What if she wanted to break up?
What if she got into an accident.
What if her cousin is the one who's typing, because she had a coma?
What if she love someone and that someone is not me?
What if someone's making her laugh not me?
What if someone's making her happy not me?
What if she's bored?
While thinking, she didn't notice she's been crying.. Again.
Her phone buzzed. She ignored it because, she knows that, that text is not from Lauren. She's been waiting for weeks. That's not her. She's not gonna reply.
Our anniversary is in two weeks. Maybe just maybe, she's going to surprise me for our 1st year anniversary.
Think positive Camila. She thought.
She took a power nap to ease her slight pain. Instantly, she took her phone. It became a habit to look at her phone hoping Lauren would reply to her messages.
Her face lit up.
Lauren: Camila.
Suddenly her smile turn into a frown.
Lauren: We need to talk.
Camila: Sure.
'Sure' is the only word she manage to type.
Her heart dropped and shattered right into peices. She knew it. Something's gonna happen. She expect for the worst. She lie down and wait for her to reply.
She scrolled through her twitter. And decided to stalk Lauren's. As usual it's just full of retweets about feminism and politics. But then under that retweets, She saw one tweet that hurt her..
I don't want to hurt you, But this can't take any longer.
She cursed under her breath.
Camila: what does your tweet mean?
Camila: "I don't want to hurt you, But this can't take any longer"?
Camila: Lauren. Please talk to me. Tell me what you feel. Idc if it would hurt me.
After a few minutes of thinking. Her phone buzzed again. She's getting nervous.
Lauren: I'm sorry Camila.
Camila: What do you mean? Lauren?
Lauren: Let's break up. My feelings faded.
Lauren: I'm reaallyy sorry.
She knew it.
There's nothing she can say. She didn't ask why. She doesn't want to bother Lauren anymore.
She put her blanket on top of her and started sobbing.
Crying is the only thing she can do.
