The Perfect Sin (Camren)

Ch 25- How Do You Know?

"What did she say?"

"What did you say?"

"How are you feeling?"

"Would you fucking say something?"

"Are you gonna tell Natalie?"

"Wanna punch something?"

The spinning room came to a halt when Javier spoke up. Dinah and Normani put a stop to their questions only to shoot him a glare as he gave them an innocent shrug

"What?" He asks "It works"

He was right, it usually worked but that was not what I needed at the moment

"What do you say?" He asks again, "Punching bag?"

I look up to see my best friends and my cousin standing in front of the couch I was sitting on, each of them with their own worried expression on their face.

Clearly, they all want to help but I'm not sure what could help right now.

Keeping Camila out of my head was easier when I wasn't seeing her and even then it wasn't too successful, but I was doing better. Even on church days I purposely avoided looking over to the section I knew she always sat on.

Having her in front of me, though, was a challenge I was not prepared for. It was almost like a tornado settled in the pit of my stomach swirling around every emotion I've ever felt and forced me to feel them all at once.

"I don't wanna punch anything," I said just above a whisper. I don't know why I was being so quiet, I guess I was still drained from the interaction with Camila. After all, I didn't say a word the whole car ride over here. She took all I had and to be truthful, I didn't mind. 

Normani nodded as if she knew I'd say that all along

"See," she asked "Some things we just gotta talk out" she added sympathetically

"I don't wanna talk" I quickly said, voice still a bit mumbled 

Javi scoffed in an attempt not to laugh and I shook my head

Smartass, I think.

Talking would probably be the smart, sensible, thing to do but at the moment that's not what I needed.

I needed Camila.

"Tequila?" Dinah suggested with a shrug 

Or that, I think, that works.

The rest of the night went by in a blur. The alcohol did not have the effect I wanted it to have. Instead of making me forget about my problems it put me in a heightened emotional state where all I could talk about was how much I loved Camila and how much I didn't wanna hurt my girlfriend.

I became glad that I was surrounded by people who already knew all of that information. 

I remember getting nauseous but I was proud of myself for not throwing up.

This is not something that I can say for Javi who tried to keep up with me and failed

Dinah was happy to meet him with a boastful "I told you so" after telling him that was going to be a bad idea.

Regardless, we started taking shots around 8 o'clock at night and Normani couldn't get us to stop until past 11 and only because we were too drunk to fight her on it at that point. 

She was the only sober one amongst the four of us and quickly found herself tucking Javi and I, into the pull out bed they had on the couch.

We woke up cuddled up together and Javier made me promise that I wouldn't tell anyone he was the little spoon.