Only Fools (Camila/You)

Checkmate. Game Over.

"Broken heart or broken hand?!

Hey, it's your girl, Harley, here with some breaking news.

About an hour ago, pictures of Camila Cabello, former member of the girl group Sixth Harmony, surfaced of the girl being rushed into the ER by her guitarist.

The singer looked furious as she held a blood soaked white shirt against her right hand.

Fans and others speculate that the young Latina is in the midst of a mental breakdown, perhaps hurting herself.

Pictures of Cabello entering the hospital show the girl looking angry!

Could she have gotten into a physical misunderstanding with a friend or family member?

Or is this the first major public fall as the girl slips into her downward spiral?

Others suggest it have something to do with Y/n Y/l/n, member of Sixth Harmony, and rumored ex girlfriend of the solo artist—"

I gently tapped Ashlee on the thigh, silently pleading her to turn off the TV which she did.

I'm angry.

I'm angry, because most of that was accurate. I fucking hate the media for having the power to say whatever they want about whoever they want and get away with it.

My hand is split open, as well as my heart. I don't need this shit right now.

"Camila Cabello?" The doctor asked as she finally came into the room. I'd practically bled out by now, no thanks to her.

Okay, maybe not, but the pain is starting to kick in, which I guess is a good sign.

I simply nodded at the women as she rolled over to me in her circular seat.

"Can I take a look?" She asked, gently grabbing my hand that was still wrapped in a tee shirt. She pulled the soaked shirt away and onto the floor, focusing on my red stained hand.

I stared, slightly wide eyed at my hand, not having seen the damage until now.

There were bruises forming around my knuckles and glass stuck in the seemingly deep cuts.

Nothing too serious looking (I hope), but I'd probably need stitches.

"Okay, looks like there's glass wedged in there so let's get that out, but as far as I can see, you didn't slice any tendons. You are very lucky, Ms. Cabello," she explained, wheeling to her cupboards to grab what she needed. "If the glass went any deeper, let's say severed a few tendons, you potentially could have lost all feeling. You punched a mirror I assume?" She asked, placing some things on a metal table next to me.

"Yeah." I sighed out, giving her my hurt hand when she reached for it.

"May I ask why?" She raised an eyebrow, beginning to go in for the first shard of glass.

I grunted and closed my eyes as she pulled the sharp crystal from under my skin.

"Its a long story."

-

2 weeks ago

"Are you sure you'll be okay, Mila? I know you feel like you're a burden, but you aren't! I can go stay with you instead if you want?" Ashlee asked with a slight pout.

Vicky called this morning and turns out, the apartment was available now. I didn't understand as it was supposed to be shut down for another 3 weeks for renovations, but didn't question it, seeing as I felt I was out-staying my welcome.