A Bitch To The Business

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"15 minutes. Where the hell is Camila, Y/n?" Lauren said, agitated, bouncing her knee impatiently. "Relax, Lauren. She said she might be late." I responded calmly, trusting my girlfriend.

"Why don't we just begin without her." Catherine, the group councilor, suggested softly. "I think that's a good idea." Ally said with her arms folded across her chest, her frustration clear on her face.

"Does anyone have anything new they'd like to share?"

I scooted up in my chair and smiled, excited to be the one to start on a positive note for the first time. "I did my audition for Fear The Walking Dead last week."

"Way to start on a positive note, Y/n." Catherine nodded at me proudly. "How did that go?" Normani asked from her space in the corner.

"I think it went well. They said they'd be in touch."

"Hate to veer us back negative, but why don't you let us in on where your girlfriends been sneaking off to?" Lauren asked bitterly, her knee still bouncing impatiently. "I don't know Lauren. She tells me just as much as she tells you." I simply shrug, trying to resist the urge to throw attitude.

Deep breath in, deep breath out, unclench your fists, just like Catherine says.

"And you trust her?" She scoffs "I wouldn't. I mean not to be a total bitch and pry into your relationship, but are you happy, Y/n?" I rolled my eyes at her sarcastic question.

Lauren's a smart girl, she just tends to get out of hand every once in a while, and lately "every once in a while" has been everyday.

"Honestly, truly? How can you be happy with someone you don't trust." She continues to instigate me. "Back off, Lauren." I stay calm, not allowing the girl to get under my skin.

"Don't you ever think sometimes, Y/n/n? I mean we all believe that she's running off to record her own music but what if really, she's just cheating on you."

Clench, unclench.
Deep breath. In, out.
Ignore her.

"I mean, we all know Camila's not very faithful."

"Lauren, that's enough." Ally butted in, never liking when we argue.

"Come on, Ally, let's be realistic."

"I am being realistic. Camila loves Y/n. She'd never hurt her again, let alone cheat." Ally continued to defend us, beginning to use her hands.

"Does she really love her though? I mean; she never cheated on me."

"No, Lauren, you're wrong." I butt back in "Camila loves me and I love her, so I'm not gonna let you talk shit anymore." Lauren simply smiled, frustrating me to no end.

"She would never fucking do that shit to me again. That was over a year ago. Let it go."

"No, see, I don't think I will. You're such a great girl, Y/n. You're a catch! Why would you continue to waste your time with Camila fucking Cabello? It's her ass isn't it?" She continued to taunt. I shook my head and clenched my jaw, refusing to look at the pale Cuban or allow her the slightest bit of satisfaction.

"I mean come on, it has to be! Look, I've been with Camila, and the only perk is her big fat ass. She's kinda really high maintenance, but that ass. Wooo that ass-"

"Shut your fucking mouth, Jauregui." I stood up and stomped my way over to where she was sitting. She smirked and stood up, getting in my face.

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