Silent Love (Camren Fan Fiction)

Hello lovely readers! So this book will go between 1st person and 3rd person, so I hope you'll like it! If you like this, you'll probably like my other Camren story, The Only Exception. 

Also I'll put a song for every chapter as what I was listening to or what I think fits the scene. Hope you guys like this :) its Sam Woolf singing 3 am by Matchbox Twenty 

(this is just a prologue)

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Camila's head is pounding, she doesn't know where she is. The bright lights hit her eyes, and she has to squint to look around the room. What the hell is going on? She tries to get up, but she can't move, she's strapped down in a chair in the center of a concrete room. She soon realizes she's in a lab of some sort with beaker, and viles of toxic chemicals and unknown substances around the room. 

Twenty feet in front of her is the door, and she needs to get out. Her survival instincts kick in, and she looks around for anything sharp to help free her hands. On the side of one of the arm rests is a nail sticking out the side. Her hands are bound by duct tape so she starts to grind them against the nail. The tape snaps apart and she rubs her sore hands. She starts to undo the leather strap around her waist when she hears footsteps just outside the door. 

She wraps the duct tape back around her hands the best she can, and waits for something to happen. The door opens, and she's almost surprised to see a girl her age walk in with a tray of food.

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Camila's POV:

I should be thinking of ways to escape and how bad of a situation I'm in, but all I can think about is how pretty this girl is. She's got long, brown, silky hair and the most gorgeous green eyes I've ever seen. 

Something doesn't add up though. Why would a girl my age kidnap me and tie me up in a cellar? I guess there's only one way to find. 

"Hi, hey. So, I know you aren't going to let me out of here, but may I ask why I'm here?" The girl just looks at me and then walks towards me with the tray of food. 

"Are you going to answer me?" She avoids my eyes completely, and starts to undo the duct tape and looks strangely at my hands. Then she sets the tray down on my lap, and walks to the other side of the room, sitting down in a chair. 

"Look you don't have to have a conversation with me about daisies and shit, I just want to know what I'm doing here," I raise my voice at the girl, and she looks at her hands in the chair. 

I try standing up but fall back down, my feet are strapped down too. Damnit. I guess I'm gonna be here awhile. 

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Hey guys! So this story is going to be interesting, so I'll try and update as soon as possible :)