Camila
It was the time of the holidays. We'd always do shows here and there, it's was always fun and festive. I used to spend the holidays with the love of my life, Y/N. Y/N was never around as much and the holidays were the time we could really enjoy each other's company. Y/N was involved in photography and would sometimes go on long trips with her team. The one time she was ecstatic about going was the last time I'd ever seen her. No one knew where Y/N disappeared to, not even her fucking team. There was a case but it was never solved, they just assumed she was dead. It hurt so much not being able to move on. I missed her everyday.
We continued the Q & A, performing after our opening acts. The shows always got me excited and my adrenaline pumping. While packing up backstage, someone tried to get my attention, accidentally calling me Karmila. Y/N would always call me that because she liked Karla and Camila both. The next thing I knew I was in the bathroom bawling my eyes out. "P-Please...come back...come--back!"
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I grabbed the bowl of popcorn out of my sister's lap, laughing that she wasn't quick enough to stop me. It was Christmas Eve, and we'd always cuddle up and watch movies until Christmas morning. A faint knock at the door grabbed my dad's attention. I continued to eat popcorn, ignoring the thoughts racing in my head. "Camila, this one's for you" he smiled. I got up, leaving the warm spot I'd made from sitting so long. Stretching as I reached the door, I froze.
Staring deeply into those eyes I hadn't seen in forever, I could feel my eyes watering. My bottom lip trembled as I broke down into sobs. A pair of inviting arms wrapped around me, holding me like I was something special. Y/N lifted my flushed face with a few fingers, biting those healing lips before planting the most meaningful kiss on mine.
I was glad Y/N was back, but Y/N wasn't the same. She looked muscular and had a buzz cut instead of nerdy and fragile. With her earrings sparkling from the porch light, she protectively put her arm around me. I invited her inside to get out of the chilly weather. Upstairs in my room, she was eager to get some action. She sexily took off her shirt showing off her newly gained abs. She was aggressive yet passionate, which made our sex better that it used to be. After we'd finished, she got up getting something out of her pants pocket. It was a necklace that said Karmila on it. She turned me around, moving my hair out of the way. "I know this can't make up for everything I caused, I'm sorry" Y/N said. I turned to face her, gently stroking her face. I was just happy to have her back, she was still the warm-hearted nerd that I watched board that plane.
