Waiting For You

Camila never thought she would end up that way. She never imagined herself in an alley, bleeding to death. But she was. It was real. She was in an alley. Blood dripping down her thighs, smeared all over her stomach. A bullet lodged deep inside her. She was on her back, staring at the starry sky. If that was the last thing she was going to see, she'd be okay.

"Oh my god!" she heard. It sounded so far away. Was she under water? That was how it sounded. Everything was muffled. "—with me. Can you tell me your name?"

"C-Camila," She answered, her voice weak.

Camila's eyes drifted from the stars in the sky to the woman kneeling next to her. She didn't look much older than her. Camila hoped she wouldn't be haunted. She could hear the girl on the phone, talking to someone, asking for ambulance, calling for help.

Camila started to have difficulty breathing. The girl seemed to notice. She grabbed the injured girl's hand.

"This isn't happened, not again," the girl whispered to herself before turning her attention back to Camila, "Stay with me. You can do it, I know you can.

Camila could hear the anguish in the girl's voice and it was enough for her to hold on a little longer.

The girl was speaking to her. She tried to get Camila's attention. They could hear a siren from the distance.

Camila smiled at the girl. She could feel the blood pool in her mouth, but she paid it no attention. She could feel herself fading. But she wanted to know. She needed to know. "Wh-who, a-are—"

"Ally," the girl interrupted. "My name is Ally Brooke-Jauregui."

"Th-tha-thank you," Camila whispered, lightly squeezing Ally's hand.

Everything started to blur. And soon, it all went black.

Waiting For You

Camila opened her eyes, not knowing what happened. She could feel something poking her body. A lot of somethings. It wasn't painful, but it was slightly annoying. She sat up and looked around. She was at a meadow. She frowned, as she tried to remember what happened. When it suddenly came to her, being attacked, being shot, left to die, and being found by Ally. Camila stood up and started to look around, wanting to figure out just where she was and what happened after she blacked out.

She found a lake and saw someone sitting there. Camila started to walk towards the person, a girl. The girl didn't move. She just sat there, staring out at the water.

"Hey," Camila whispered, not sure what else to say.

The girl didn't respond.

"Do you know where we are?"

"Limbo," the girl said, not taking her eyes off the water.

Camila frowned. "Limbo?"

"The in-between. We aren't alive, but we aren't officially dead."

Camila sat down, not believing what she heard. She covered her face. "I-I'm dead?"

"Not yet," the girl responded.

Camila looked over to the girl. The green eyes staring out the water. Her mouth slightly open. The breeze blowing through her hair.

"Why are you here? What happened to you?"

Camila got no response.

"Can you at least tell me your name?" Camila asked, wanting a response from the girl.

The girl turned to look at Camila. "Lauren. My name is Lauren."

"How long have you been here?"

"It feels like years. Many people have passed through here. Some went back to their loved ones, others went to the other side," Lauren responded. Lauren's eyes connected with Camila's. "You didn't tell me your name. It's only fair that I know yours when you know mine."