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A day had gone by and Camila felt off balance. Lauren hadn't comeback yet and Camila started to slightly get worried because Lauren always came back home. That was their routine. Lauren would stay out late, come home pissed off, drunk or high, and sometimes carried another girl on her arm.

Camila slammed her hand down on Lauren's side of the bed and nothing. She wasn't home and Camila was tired of letting Lauren control her every thoughts. She mentally scolded herself and yet, she thought back again to Lauren and her habits and dragging woman home. How could Camila go on like that? How could Lauren be so selfish? More questions popped into the brown-eyed girls head.

Number two: why would you try and play me for a fool? I should've never ever ever trusted you. I should've never trusted you with my heart, you just went ahead and played on my heart strings. You took so much power over me and I have to claim power over myself or I swear it's gonna kill me. It's going to take whatever dignity I have left, the tiny amount I'm hanging onto dear life for.

Camila sat up in bed and wiped her hair out of her face. She felt ridiculously tired even having just woken up. She swung their comforter off of her and slipped on her foot flops.

Camila picked out an outfit for the day and headed to the bathroom. She turned on her shower and then stripped of her clothes. She looked in the mirror as her long hair draped over her small body. Her hair hid her breasts and she looked up from her body to her face. She saw how dark her eyes were and the bags underneath. She wanted to just climb out of her skin for a day and appear as if nothing is wrong, maybe it'd convince her that she was okay and that she doesn't have to be drained. But she can't run from her feelings, she's done that for too long.

She stepped into the hot shower letting the droplets fall fast onto her head and run down her body. She ran her fingers through her hair as her head fell back letting the water drop on her face. Camila bit her lower lip and looked forward, raising her head back up again, facing the wall. she closed her eyes and Lauren's beautiful face seemed as if permanently there, she opened her eyes and she saw the outlines of the face she yearned to see.

Camila thought back to a time with Lauren where she was head over heels for the green-eyed girl. You would think you'd stop loving someone who's done you wrong so many times but it's the exact opposite. You stay in hopes for them to return to the side of them you once knew. You stay praying for that dark cloud above your heads to disappear and the sun to reappear.

Truth? It's never that truly sunny anymore, it's partly cloudy but anyone who's still hopelessly in love with the one who's done them wrong will take it. Anyone would take it because you crave their touch, you crave their lips on yours, you crave those little minutes where you both adore each other, blind to see that the other is doing the same.

Camila put a decent amount of shampoo in her hand then slathered her hair in the soap. As she scrubbed her hair she thought back to a few weeks after Lauren and her moved in.

Camila was in the shower cleaning herself before getting ready for her first day at a small coffee shop in town. Lauren quietly snuck into the steaming hot bathroom and undressed herself. As Camila soaped her hair Lauren snuck into the shower behind her and started scrubbing Camila's scalp for her. Camila was going to object but Lauren massaging her head felt almost orgasmic. Her head feel back and her mouth a gape, Lauren took that opportunity to kiss Camila's neck and start trailing down and in front of the small brown-eyed girl. That evening ended up with Camila getting fired on her first day because of the intense hot shower sex her girlfriend and her had. Camila wasn't upset that she lost her job, that night was one of the most memorable for her.

Camila put her head back under the the water and rinsed out the shampoo. she let the water fall on her face and down her long dark drown locks as she stared at the ceiling feeling tears swell up in her eyes. This is ridiculous, Camila sat down on the tub floor and gripped her hair tight as she rocked herself back and forth. She can't keep crying over Lauren and all she's done. The brown-eyed girl felt as if she's cried enough over the raven haired girl.

Camila heard three big knocks on her front door and immediately stopped the shower from running. She quickly dried herself off and threw her bathrobe around her small frame and slipped on her foot flops. She scurried past the broken picture frame and through their living room, rushing to open the door.

Camila finally swung open the door,

"Lucy?"

Hey guys I'm sorry for the wait, I've been pretty wrapped up in my life outside of social media and my girlfriend so updating hasn't been first priority and I apologize. I hope you enjoyed this mess, please leave your thoughts below in the comment section

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