TWO WEEKS LATER
A/N: Sorry this is coming late but I got banned from all electronics again whoops (: Also Bea Miller only has one mum in this fic and it's Hilery instead of Kim because Kim's the nice mum and Bea hates her mum in this fic. Hilery was in love with Mike and drugged him into a one night stand whilst he was going through a rough patch with Clara. Also her surname is Miller instead of Kipnis. Just a heads up to prevent any confusion!
"Lauren! I'm home Mija," Clara's voice rings out from the hallway as the front door slams shut behind her.
Lauren stills her movements on top of her girlfriend, who freezes, hand still down Lauren's shorts, as though ice has stuck her to sofa. This can't be happening. Especially not now. No.
Clara's footsteps were getting closer to the den where Camila and Lauren are supposed to be just chilling out and watching Netflix. Only, it's gone from chilling and watching Netflix to Netflix + Chill. Like, CHILL chill. The two girls can't think straight. All they do is panic, whilst all the while, Clara is getting closer to discovering her 16 year old daughter in a compromising position with another girl. No no no. This could not be happening. This could not. This-
Suddenly they hear a commotion happening upstairs. Chris and Bea are fighting over something that the two girls can't quite work out. However the sheer amount of shouting and what sounds like possible tears is enough to distract their mother. Lauren hears her mother's footsteps retreating. Straight after, someone thunders down the stairs and seconds later, the front door bangs shut. As Camila hears Clara storm upstairs, she breathes a sigh of relief and joy, knowing that their secret is safe for now. Lauren cries, though. With relief, sure, but knows that they can't keep this up for much longer and she hates all the sneaking around. She wishes she could just be brave and out, happy for herself and Camila to just be together and unashamed. She closes her eyes as she and her girlfriend scramble off the sofa and picks her (one of many) 1975 tee of the floor and yanks it over her head as Camila does the same with her basketball hoodie....
Lauren sticks her head out from the duvet covers and opens her eyes, tears streaming down her cheeks. She sits up in bed crying for a while and thinking. Camila had been different and even after what happened to her father, Lauren still missed her. Still loved her. Still hoped maybe her mum would be different, even though part of the reason they'd moved back here was because her mother suspected something. Clara had never told Lauren that, but Lauren could tell and so could Bea. Taylor is in no position to work anything out the moment, seeing as her illness has been taking a lot out of her at the moment. Sure, that's another reason they moved, too, because Taylor could get better treatment in Miami than anywhere else, but the other two sisters knew all about Clara's....ulterior motives.
20 minutes later, Lauren is showered and dressed and has put on her usual makeup that caused Chris to give her the nickname that he did. Speak of the devil, he pops his head round the door.
"Hey, Emu. Are you okay now?" Emu because of that one time when he confused emu with emo. The name just kinda stuck. "Huh, what do you mean?" Lauren replies grumpily.
"I know you'll probably deny it, but I heard you crying earlier and, well, I'm worried about you."
"Oh I'm fine, Bumface. Just another dream filled with stupid memories I know I should forget. I should be used to it all by now," sighs Lauren.
She calls Chris Bumface because he's her annoying little brother and she decided to give him the name before he could start using the name on her. Well, that and because he reminds her of Bumper from Pitch Perfect (annoying and a bit arrogant most of the time, but really sweet at heart, especially when you get to know him). She calls him both names, depending on his behaviour, but when she's in a bad mood, he's always Bumface. Right now it's because she hates that he noticed; that he cares. it makes her feel weak, because being the oldest means being the strongest, right? Lauren's always felt that pressure and when she feels like she's gone wrong with her responsibilities, it makes her feel bad about herself and she takes it out on everyone else as well as herself. Chris knows it's affectionate, though. It's weird, Lauren thinks, that she gets along so well with Chris and Taylor; it just makes her sad that Chris and their half-sister, Beatrice, hate eachother. It's always been that way, right from the beginning.
Lauren's P.O.V
I miss how things were before. Bea only showed up properly when Mike was in a critical condition in hospital. He didn't suffer, when he died. He just slipped away whilst in a coma. Anyway, Chris reckons that she only came to hospital to visit because she was trying to weasel her way into Dad's will. Like Dad wasn't gonna put one of his own children in his will. It turns out she was already in it, but oh well.
See, we hadn't known Bea that well before then since Dad and Bea's mum argued a lot, only putting in a tiny bit of effort not to do so at the compulsory family gatherings we never have anymore. Somehow, though, Bea and my mum have managed to be quite close for a while now. more than she is with her own. Those two have a bit of a strained relationship at the best of times, too. That's one of the reasons she tried to get Dad to let her live with us. He was too scared to bring it up with Hilery, though, so it never happened.
However, it all worked out when Dad died, sick as that might sound, because Mom invited her to live with us since we were all grieving. I mean, I guess we still are in many ways, but we've also been trying to move on from all the trauma of the past few months. Mom thought maybe a good way to do so would be coming back to Miami, and since Bea lives here anyway, it made things easier for everyone. Bea could continue going to the same highschool and I would be joining just in time for junior year. Sounds like tons of fun, huh....
Well I can tell you now for a fact it's really not, but speaking of school, there's really not time to dwell on this right know. As my dear, sweet mother is kindly screeching up the stairs, I am gonna be HELLA late for school.
A/N: So there we have it! Chapter 2 is finally up. Hopefully things are starting to become more clear now, but anything you don't understand will be explained in the next chapter; or you could just ask me. Don't forget to vote/comment and thanks for reading!
Luv ya, Kass xx
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