My moon and stars

Meet Me

"CAMILA GET DOWN HERE NOW!" Mom yelled from the kitchen.
I wince at the loud noise but go downstairs anyway. I walk into the kitchen and stand by the table tapping my nails on the counter. Mom looks up from the sink and walks over to me. She takes my hands into her put sternly puts them at my side.
"Stop fidgeting," she spits out.
I lower my head in embarrassment.
"God damit Camila pick your fucking head up!" Mom yells at me.
I quickly pick my head up trying to hold myself together. I walk over the table and grab and banana. Sitting down at the table I eat in silents.
My name is Camila Cabello. I'm eighteen years old but I act like I'm twelve. Not on purpose tho. I can't help it. When I was five years old I got into a car accident and got head trauma. I've been like this ever since. Mom blames me on the car accident.
"CAMILA FOR THE SAKE OF LOVE LISTEN TO ME!" Mom screams on top of her lungs.
I whimper in fright and cover my ears. I feel her come over to me. She grips me by the shoulder of my shirt and throws me outside. I land on my arm hard hearing a cracking sound. I struggle to pick myself up put fail. I try again and finally get up. Holding my arm to my chest I look back at my house. Well I think it's still mine. The door opens again and Mom comes storming out. I cower back into the grass not wanting her to hurt me.
"This is no longer you home. I never loved you neither did anyone else. You to much work and impossible to teach. Your a lost cause. Now get out of here," my mom says to me throwing my blanket and stuffed tiger. My eyes grow big and I race to get off the lawn. I run down the street until I'm at a park. I find a bench and sit down on it sobbing.

Lauren
I look at all the trees in the park enjoying my morning walk. I smile to myself and turn the corner. I look over at the bench to see a girl maybe fifteen or sixteen sitting there. They are clenching a tiger and blanket. Aww I think she's crying. Being me I slowly walk over to her. The closer I come the more I hear her crying. The tiny sobs break my heart. I kneel in front of her and gently place my hand on her knee. She looks up at me startled.
"Hey it's ok I'm not going to hurt you," I smile rubbing my thrums across her knee.
She shakes her head and presses up against the bench.
"Everyone hurts me. The lie to me all time," she whispers missing some words.
A small frown comes to my face. Why would someone want to hurt this cutie pie. I move my hand toward her face and wipe her tears away. She sadly looks away more tears coming out of her. I see her fingers digging into her arm. I take them into my hand giving them a tight squeeze.
"What's your name sweetie?" I ask getting up and sitting down next to her.
She moves over a little so I can sit down.
"C-Camila but I like Camzi better," she whispers facing the other way.
Aww her voice is so cute. But I start to see she's acting younger than her age. I lift her chin so I can see her adorable eyes.
"That's a very cute name Camzi. How old are you?" I ask.
She looks at me terrified. I can feel her start shaking and the tears come back into her eyes. I wrap my arms around her quickly holding her tight.
"Hey it's ok. I'm not one to judge,"
I say into her ear.
She looks  at her shoes tapping the repeatedly. I hold her hand in my rubbing my thumb across it.
"I eighteen but I got in car accident and now I twelve cause brain accident," she try's to explain.
Aww but why was she out here. I don't mind that she acts younger. She can't help it. I stand up and help her up too. She holds onto her tiger and blanket.
"Did you run away Camzi?" I ask brushing her hair out of her face.
"Momma kick me out. Me too much work and hates me," she looks down.
What that's messed up even for s mother. I put my hand on her shoulder so she knows I'm still her.
"Camzi would you like to come home with me and we can figure this out together?" I ask her.
She looks up at me looking into my eyes. After a while she smiles and nods. I give her a quick hug and we start walking to my house. Every now or than I would look down at Camzi. She's looking at the ground her fingers moving a mile a minute. Does he have ADHD? I gently grab Camzi hand and puts in in my. She looks up to me with s small smile. We turn the corner and we walk up my driveway. Pushing the door open I walk into the kitchen with Camzi behind me.

Camila
We walk into the girls house. I still don't know her name. Is that bad?
"Oh Lauren how was your walk?" Someone asks.
Lauren. What a beautiful name. A lady walks down the stairs and comes over to Lauren and gives her a hug. I stand in the back awkwardly looking at my hands.
"Oh and who is this cutie?" Lauren's Mom ask pointing at me.
I look up from my hands my cheeks blushing a little bit. Lauren comes over to me and hugs me from behind.
"Mom this is Camzi. She's twelve years old," Lauren explains.
I look up at her but she shakes her head  like she knew what I was going to say. Lauren's Mom comes over to me and hugs me. I awkwardly hug her back not sure what to do.
"Hey Mom can I talk to you for a second," Lauren asks her mom.
He mom nods her head and Lauren walks into another room. I look at my shoes and than the walls trying to pass time. Lauren comes in moments later walking over to me. I smile at her putting my hands to my side.
"So Camzi what do say about some breakfasts," Lauren ask me.
I nod my head really fast a smile to my face. She bops my nose and goes to make some pancakes. I see a banana but I don't want to be rude.
"L-Lauren?" I stutter out.
Lauren stops cooking and looks up at. I point to the banana and than point to me. She smiles at me and hands me the banana. I love bananas.