Defying Gravity ➳ Camren (AU)

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A/N: I'm thinking of creating a music playlist for every chapter in the book. If you have any music suggestions feel free to leave them or message me.

-Z ✎

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Camila's POV

I released a sharp breath of air before I woke up on the floor. It was just like how I had waken up the first time. Somehow I felt like I was stuck in a continuous loop. I couldn't tell what was real anymore. My mind played tricks that outsmarted my intuition.

My entire body sprayed out on the same pool of blood. Everything was blurred. My mouth was dry and I couldn't scream for help. I felt paralyzed and unable to move. My forehead felt as if toxic was being seared through it while a hot knife continuously punctured the flesh.

Disoriented voices spiked in my overly sensitive ears. My boyfriend had barged in the room, the same way Lauren had. He immediately fell on his knees, clutching my breathless body. He began pleading for me to be alive and apologizing for every sin he committed. He didn't mean any of it.

Richard began checking my pulse and my ability to breathe thoroughly. He muttered several obscenities before having enough courage to phone the ambulance. I closed my eyes briefly and when I opened them again, I was met with a mid aged man wearing a medical mask rolling me down blue corridors. I was too weak so I feel into another sleep. I was awakened again by bickering nurses and doctors chanting many numbers and unintelligible phrases. I laid in a bed, unable to move.

"She's awake." A petite nurse with auburn and curly hair exclaimed brightly, causing several nurses and doctors to snap their head toward my direction. I groaned in response.

"Ma'am how are you feeling?" Another nurse with french braids asked. Multiple employees started to gather around my hospital bed. They seemed intrigued by my pain. I touched my aching forehead and felt a patch. It was damp and sore. When I saw the tips on my finger, it was tinted in blood. I tried to sit up but I was forced back down by the other nurses.

"Don't touch me!" I managed to screamed in pain and distress. I withdrew my arms, fighting the awkward stares I received by the nurses and other patients. The other nurses flinched and backed away slowly but approached again.

"Where am I? Get me out of here!" I said blatantly. I acted animalistically, thrashing and bolting my way out of the many arms that kept me restrained to the bed.

"Give her a small dosage." The doctor quickly orders the nurse. She injects a foreign substance in the IV needle. Already, I can feel myself falling asleep and becoming less agitated.

My mind burned with darkness. Black and white images of Lauren and I, carbon copied behind my eyelids. I could not help but reminisce of our past. But of course, all good things come to an end.

I'm being shaken violently, ultimately waking me up from my slumber. I slightly protest, groaning response to the unscheduled wake up call. My head bangs with pain and nostalgia.

"What are you- What are you doing to me?!" I almost scream out while Richard anxiously searches for any signs of any doctors and nurses. He places his hand over my mouth. The corridors were completely empty, almost deserted and abandoned. Of course, it was 2am. His hands struggle to free me of the IV needles and tubes logged up my nose and arms. I try to yell for help but his hand blocked my desperate calls for help.

"Shut up! You're gonna get us in trouble you filthy whore!" He slaps me across my face, quieting me down. I listen to him, not wanting to agitate Richard any more.

"Get up you ungrateful whore! We have to get out now!" Richard whisper yells while practically dragging me toward the exit. I'm getting dizzy and seeing hallucinations appear again. My heart rate begins to increase rapidly and my lungs are stripped of air while we run down to the parking lot of the hospital. I'm gasping for air. It seems as if my lungs are weary and sick. I've polluted them too much.

"Why are we running?" I pant, dragging Richard who is ahead of me. He stops when he sees me, crouched and breathless.

"I can't afford to pay for your bills Camila! Look at our fucking situation! How else was I gonna have you treated? " He scoffed proudly. Richard urged me to keep running. He mildly jogged in place while I struggled to catch up.

"Hurry up! We can't get caught." I tried to keep running. Our apartment was merely 2 blocks from the hospital. The cold winter breeze mixed with the piercing blaze of heat confined between my chest made running an extremely difficult feat.

"I-I can't go much faster. I'm tired" I grasp for air. My lungs feeling constricted. They burn with fire every time I inhale. There's small men dressed in purple and yellow suits, or at least I assume those are actual men and not figures of my imagination.

"Do you see those people with the little helicopter hats bouncing on the pink dolphin?" I point to midair and Richard stares in confusion.

"Fucking cripple." My boyfriend groans and punches me harshly where my collarbone met my shoulder.

"Hurry Camila! Let's go!" He mutters angrily and I just stare at the slowly disintegrating Richard. Before I know it, I'm being carried and rushed home.

"The things I do for you." Richard tosses me on the bed carelessly. I wince slightly when my head hits the bed frame.

"Take off that hospital gown and burn it." He's already ahead of me, ripping the at the seams and buttons. I feel somewhat violated, because he's doing it without consent. I place my hand over his and explains that I want to do it myself.

I watch him pace around the room, clutching his hair anxiously. He stares at my half naked form with a mischievous smirk on his face. I anticipate his next move. Richard bites his lip and I can tell that it's about to happen again.

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A/N: Warning ; this fic will get a little dark... I'm so sorry that I took so long to update. I'll try be better and more consistent with the updates. Much love !!

-Z ✎