Found You

Chapter 12

"Go away!!!!" I screamed. Then I heard something that I wasn't expecting at all.

"Camila its me. Baby I'm sorry for what I said and did. I feel horrible for it and I hate myself because of that. If you can open the door and talk to me, I'd like to see you."

"Keith can you just give me a minute?" I managed to say without my voice cracking.

"Yeah, of course." I finished applying makeup to my face and then opened the door. "Have you been crying?" He asked sincerely.

"No. I just don't feel good."

"Sorry to hear that. Um I called and texted but I can assume that you purposely ignored me. I'm not mad at you. I would've ignored me too. So I'd like to apologize for implying that you were a ......and shaming your job. Your pictures were really great and I love you. I had been drinking a lot, not using that as an excuse but I was seriously wreckless and outta pocket. I hope you can forgive me."

"I do. And I love you too." He hugged me tightly and I winced loudly in pain.

"Wait what did I do? Did I do something? I'm sorry." He panicked.

"I'm just sore from working out. Its fine. I'm just really sore."

"I'm sorry. I didn't know."

"Its okay. How'd you get in here?"

"The door was unlocked and I asked your manager what hotel you were staying at."

"Oh."

"You plan on going home tomorrow?" He asked playing with my curls.

"Yeah."

"Okay. You're sleepy?"

"Yeah."

"OK um I had bought you a heated blanket cause I know how much you've been wanting one."

"Thanks Keith. I'm glad you're here."

"I'm glad you forgave me and I'd never stop loving you. I never did." He placed the heated blanket over my body and it was extremely cozy.

"Same here. Goodnight Keith." I said but it came out as a whisper.

"Goodnight my love."

2 Days Later***

Keith

I had been up since like 6 and its now 9. And I'm not even watching TV I've just been watching Camila sleep.

She flipped over and my shirt that she was wearing came up a little and it looked like she had some bruises up her thighs. What the hell was she doing?

I raised the shirt up some more and it was a scratches leading up to her...

Her eyes fluttered open and she quickly pulled the shirt down.

"What are you doing?" She asked.

"The question is, what the hell happened to you? You have multiple scratches and bruises Camila so what is up?"

"I fell down some-"

"That's already a lie. I can tell. Camila whatever happened, just tell me."

"I can't tell you Keith. Can you just leave it alone?"

"No. I will not leave it alone. There's something you're not telling me and I need to know what it is."

"I don't want to talk about it." She whined.

"Guess what? I don't care. You're not going to sleep until you tell me what happened."

"Kaleb is what happened. I was walking back to the hotel and he did all of this."

"But you didn't even think to tell me that when we were in New York?"

"Its doesn't matter. He's stronger and bigger than you are. He will literally kill you with his hands."

"So you saying that your ex abused you. That doesn't explain why you have scars going up to your-"

"I don't have to get into details. Im not feeling good right now."

"Obviously! And what do you mean details!!!? He did more? Oh no. Did he....?" She started crying and I instantly felt bad cause I should've left it alone like she said but I'm her boyfriend and I do really care for her.

"He didn't rape me. He touched me down there and ...." I rubbed her back softly.

"I get where this is going. So you don't have to explain it anymore. I should've been there with you. If I wasn't being a dick, I would've been there and this wouldn't have happened."

"Can't blame yourself cause this isn't your fault Keith."

"It feels like it."

"Its not. So let it go babe."

"I wish I could. I really wish I could Mila."