Beautiful When You Don't Try

Chapter 36

           

At least it's Monday and I don't have to worry about doing a show. I'd be far too distracted to concentrate. All I would be able to focus on is how to discreetly trip Jake on stage so he would face-plant or fall off stage." The diva rambled as she drove. Lauren was in the passenger's seat smiling in adoration while Ally was in the back becoming more and more pissed off. Not with Camila, but with the whole thing in general.

"You better handle him, Laur."

The photographer arched an eyebrow as she looked out the window. "I'm sure I will have the opportunity tomorrow."

"Opportunity my ass. Grow your damn backbone again and kick his ass or at least tell him to step off." The Latina flipped her loose hair in the attitude she wished Lauren still possessed. "You're such a push over now. Am I going to have to find a way to piss you off before you go that way he is likely to be the last straw and you snap at him?"

Camila lifted her eyebrows and tilted her head slightly. That wasn't a bad idea. Well, it was, but if Lauren was going to ever become forceful, that was probably what it was going to take.

"I mean, he's talking shit about your relationship."

"Lauren just thinks that as long as it's not directly effecting our relationship then it's not a top priority." Camila explained with a certain amount of understanding in her voice. Ally didn't get it and dropped her brow in a disapproving glare at the back of the brunette's head before she reached forward and smacked it.

Lauren's eyes went wide as she turned around. "What the fuck was that for?"

"Defend your fucking girlfriend."

"I... she's not being offended."

The Latina rolled her eyes and Camila kept silent, mashing her lips between her teeth to hide her smile. She knew their friendship was unique and 'rocky' as Lauren described it, but this was...interesting. "Your relationship is though. I thought you were supposed to be some sort of romantic." Lauren pursed her lips at the accusation. "Grow a pair and handle this."

"I'm going to. Tomorrow. Now...back off."

Ally just shook her head and crossed her arms over her chest as Lauren turned around to look out the window again. "I wasn't in the least bit threatened by that. Now...back off." She mocked in a timid, childish voice. "God, I find Normani more threatening than you." The brunette rolled her eyes but didn't respond. "See what I mean. Nothing. I'm insulting you and there is nothing."

There was still nothing. The car fell silent but knowing her friend as well as she did, Ally knew the silence was the beginning of the anger. So, she pushed again.

"I don't know if I can stomach this for a week. Shit, I can't even handle this car ride. I feel as if you are this black hole that is just sucking away all conviction in beliefs and morals. You just roll over and play dead. Would you hand your girlfriend over to him in he demanded her? Would you even fight back? If he walked in and said that he wanted her, would you just stand there and let him fuck her right in front of-"

"Hey! Back the fuck off!"

"Bitch, please."

"Bitch, what? Your ass can walk to your hotel if you want. Don't you even fucking think of second guessing my loyalty to her. You don't know shit about what I've done for her." Camila drove in a stunned silence as the two screamed and glared coldly at each other, Lauren nearly turned completely around in her seat as if she was preparing to swing at the Latina.

"If you've done so much for her, why not stand up for her now? Why let some ass hole tell the world that she is still in love with him and that she just manipulating you to make him jealous?"