Claimed••CAMREN (G!P)(Paused)

Five

Camila had been gone for hours. Lauren was starting to get worried. She hated herself for saying those things to Camila. Maybe there was a reason why Camila did what she did.

It was late now, and Lauren was waiting for Camila. She remembers that during her 'paralyzed' state, Camila would come and lay with her on bed. Now, Camila wasn't coming.

Lauren sighed. She walked to the bathroom, but she stopped when she heard glass shatter downstairs. She froze. She then ran downstairs, scared. Camila was sitting down against the wall. She had her knees up her chest, and she was crying. There was a beer bottle shattered in front of her. Lauren could tell she was drinking, and she hated that she was the reason why.

She walked up to Camila and kneeled down.

"Camila." Lauren whispered. Camila looked up, bloodshot eyes.

"You, go away!" Camila yelled. Lauren flinched at her tone but didn't move. She tried to touch the girl's knee, but Camila hissed and quickly pulled away.

"I SAID GO AWAY!!"

Lauren quickly stood up and dashed upstairs. She went to the bed and tried to sleep. That whole night she was still waiting for Camila.

Did Camila sleep on the ground or the couch? Is she okay? Lauren couldn't sleep that night.

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Lauren's eyes were droopy the next day from the lack of sleep. She stood up from bed and walked downstairs. Her chest tightened when she saw Camila in the same position as last night. Lauren walked to her and kneeled beside her.

"Camila." Lauren placed her hand on her shoulder.

"Camila." Lauren called again when Camila didn't wake up. Camila's head slowly lifted up. Her eyes were puffy and blood shot red. She had small bags under her eyes.

"You...you should go to bed, Camila." Lauren frowned. Camila shook her head and laid her head down again.

"I'm fine." She muffled.

"Camila, you're not sleeping here. C'mon the bed is better."

Camila sighed and stood up. She walked with Lauren behind. She laid on the bed, and Lauren pulled up the covers to her chin.

When she was satisfied, she walked back downstairs. She cleaned up the mess that Camila had made. She then turned on the tv and laid on the couch. She hadn't noticed when she had drifted to sleep.

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"Stop. You'll wake her up, Dinah." Lauren heard Camila whisper.

"Chanch, shutup." Dinah said. Lauren opened her eyes and quickly shot up, startling Camila. Falling off the couch, Camila hissed.

"Shit!" She got up and rubbed her ass. Dinah smiled widely at Lauren, who was now confused.

"Hey, Lauren." Dinah waved.

"How...exactly do y'all know each other?" Camila asked. The question had been lingering behind her head the whole time.

Dinah's and Lauren's heads turned to her.

"When I escaped, I found a coffee shop...." Lauren started.

"Where I work. She had hurt her foot as well, and I helped her." Dinah finished. Camila nodded slowly, taking everything in.

"Thanks, cheechee." Camila smiled.

"No problem, chancho." Dinah winked. Lauren made a face. Why was Dinah calling Camila a pig?