Just Different (Camren) (G!P)

Chapter 13.

Camila's POV

When I was a child, my mom promised me that no matter who I loved, she would always support my decision no matter what. She was just as scared as she was understanding, though, because almost every day she would remind me that no matter how much I loved that person, I should always love myself just as much first. My mother wanted me to love someone who respected me, who made me feel loved, and someone who I knew I was going to live happily with for the rest of my life.

Was I supposed to feel that way during such an early stage in my relationship with Lauren? I feel like I've known her for years and that kiss was just proof that my feelings for her were stronger than ever now, especially now that I knew that she felt the same way. It was only my first date with her, and I didn't know whether these were just puppy love feelings or actual feelings for the werewolf.

I didn't want to think too much of the situation either, but it would cross my mind soon enough once in a while. I clear my throat when I notice the limo has stopped moving, coming to a complete stop by a familiar road, surrounded by nothing else but street lamps and tall trees. I smile softly to myself and look down at my cell phone, realizing it was half past twelve so it had only been about four to five hours.

"Magical enough?" I feel Lauren smile against my cheek when she leans in to press a soft kiss against the heated skin. I smile warmly and feel confident enough to turn so my lips brush lightly against her soft ones, wondering how on earth they could feel like cotton against my own. I loved the feeling of them pressed up against mine.

"Otherworldly," I breathe out against them, laughing softly when she pulls away with a goofy grin. I sigh happily and take her hand in mine as she asks the driver to pull up tomorrow morning for the check, now that it was getting late ad he needed to go home.

"I don't want to go back," Lauren admits with a small chuckle, not looking too pleased when she spots the familiar house from the distance. I can see that she's joking about the situation but she's also just as serious about not wanting to return to what's waiting for her down in the basement.

"He'll behave," I promise.

"If he doesn't..." Lauren's bright green eyes look up at the sky and she sighs. "I can't hurt him, I won't kill him. Everyone else will expect me to because that's who they think I am, and deep down I just want to beat the living shit out of him and just kick him out but I can't do that either. If I kill him, they'll come looking for us and kill us, if I let him go, the same thing will happen."

I look down at the dirt I kick under my onesie and frown, not knowing what to say to the confused girl. I knew that her position as Alpha meant her decisions needed to matter and needed to come quickly before anything else could happen and right now, for the very first time, she didn't know what to do. That was scary.

"When I was younger, my father told me that fear was foreign to Alphas." Lauren almost whispers, too ashamed to even look at me. I frown and feel my heart ache a little. "I've never been scared, I can't relate to the word, to its meaning. I've never had to make a decision that can either save a life or take one, and I go stiff every time someone mentions it. My heart accelerates, my limbs begin to shake, my thoughts either race until I get a headache or I just go blank."

"You're scared..." I whisper into the chilly night, pausing when I notice that she's stopped walking.

"I am," Lauren admits.

"That's okay."

"I'm not scared for my life, I'm not scared of what can happen to me." Lauren's voice cracks and her glassy eyes meet mine for the first time after bringing up the subject. "I have a family, you're part of that family now. It's almost my job to keep everyone safe and if I can't manage to save Ally from a single vampire, then what the fuck am I supposed to do to save everyone from a whole army of them?"