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Chapter 1 - // S E C R E T S //

Camila's Pov

"Morning mila, how'd you sleep?" Dinah asked me as I walked down the steps and walked into the kitchen. I rubbed my eyes and looked at her, "Not so good, how'd you sleep?" She looks at me with sympathetic eyes. "Mila, forget about me, why haven't you been sleeping good lately?" She asked me with a serious tone.

I can't tell her. I can't tell her how much I hate myself. She would want to help me, but sometimes nothing helps. She's my best friend, I just want to cry and tell her how I feel. About how all of this hate gets to me. On twitter I get many death threats and I get ridiculed every single day. The only one who knows about it is Lauren. She's my anchor. I just told her about sometimes the hate gets to me, but I forgot to mention the scars on my wrists and thighs.

I give her a small smile and grab her hands, "Sometimes I can't sleep, I promise nothing is going on okay. I would tell you, okay?" I let go of her hands, "Where are the other girls?" I ask her. "Lauren is asleep on the couch, Ally is at church, and Normani is somewhere upstairs. But I'm going up there now because siope wants to FaceTime me, catch ya later." She storms up the steps and I head into the living room.

I kneel down in front of a sleepy Lauren on the couch and move a piece of hair out of her face. She smiles still with her eyes close and says in a raspy voice, "Morning, Camz." She then opens her eyes revealing her beautiful piercing green eyes. "Hey, how'd you know it was me, lo?" I say to her as she sits up on the couch. "I don't know I just had a feeling in my stomach it was you." I smiled at her and sat up on the couch next to her.

"What do you want to do today?" I asked her taking her hand in mine and plays with her fingers. She looks over at me, "Camz, when ally gets home we are all having a movie tonight, is that okay?" I lay my head in her lap, "Sounds awesome!" I smile at her and gives her two thumbs up. Lauren starts to play with my hair, "So how have you been doing lately, with the hate and stuff." She asks me. I sigh and quickly look down at my wrists then back up at her, "I'm doing much better, I think it's because I have you to talk too." I tell her. She dips down and places a kiss on my forehead, "You're my best friend, I'm always going to be here. You mean a lot to me and seeing you hurt, makes me hurt. You're beautiful and awe-." I cut her off and put my hand over her mouth, "You always tell me that, I know what you're going to say." She smiles down at me and nods.

I think to myself, yeah, she's my anchor.