Ethereal

Forty one

"Miss Cabello?" An unfamiliar voice called. Camila turned her focus from her conversation with Elena and the guitar perched on her lap to the voice. "I'm going to need you to come with me please."

The small girl stood up nervously, handing the instrument she held off to Elena. "Can she come?" The Latina hesitantly pointed at her roommate.

"I suppose she can walk with us, when we get to my office she's going to have to walk back." The lady responded, leading them out of the room.

"Miss Cabello? I thought you told me you weren't Camila Cabello?" Elena looked confused.

"Uh, surprise?" Camila responded awkwardly. "I'm sort of nervous."

"I'm sure it's nothing. Maybe it's a call from your dad or something." The taller girl reassured, trying to calm Camila's nerves.

"Well in that case, I'm running in the other direction," she chuckles nervously but the older girl raised an eyebrow. "He's abusive. And an alcoholic."

"Shit Mila I'm so sorry."

"Camila, come in here with me. Elena, will you please return to the music room." The nurse ordered. Both girls exchanged nervous looks but obeyed.

Camila walked into the room and sat down in a chair in front of the nurses desk. She felt surprisingly relaxed. The room wasn't intimidating, I was more comfortable. The nurse had pictures of her family, which consisted of her, her husband, and her twin daughters, on her desk. It comforted Camila in a way.

"So, I have some news for you, it's not exactly the best news in the world. I just want to prepare you."

Camila cracked her knuckles nervously while focusing all her attention on the lady in from of her. "Uh okay."

"I'm afraid Lauren and Dinah have been in a car accident." The nurse showed nothing but sympathy in her eyes but Camila became infuriated.

"Is this some kind of joke?" The small girl stood up from her chair aggressively, causing the older lady to flinch. "Because I can reassure you, this isn't fucking funny!"

"Sweetheart, this is serious. I'm not playing a joke on you." The nurse reached out and put a reassuring hand on Camila's should but she flinched away.

"No, p-please don't touch m-m-me." Her voice audibly shaking. The small girl crouched down and put her head in her hands. She knew the nurses wouldn't lie about something so serious. And the the realization hit her. Lauren and Dinah had been in a car accident.

Camila stood back up and took a deep breath. "Am I allowed to see them now? Like can they come here? It's only fair right? I have to make sure they're okay."

"Camila, they're in the hospital." The nurse provided.

"And some one is going to take me to see them right?" Camila questioned, running her hand through her hair.

"Yes ma'am, of course." The lady assured. Camila took a deep breath and nodded her head. She felt relief but also so much anxiety at the same time. "Since it's the weekend, we're going to let you out without any supervision. Don't mess this up. You have to follow your treatment plan. As soon as they are out of the hospital you are coming back here."

"Okay, yeah that's fine. I won't let you guys down." Camila reassured, waiting for further instructions.

"Will, your manager, will be here shortly. Remember, we trust you. You need to follow your treatment plan." To which Camila nodded her head, understanding the situation she was about it endure.