Chapter 30 | The End

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Lauren's POV

As I get out the car I see a backpack.

Camila's backpack.

"CAMILA!" I run over to her bag, there's a note.

Dear anyone,

Hi.
My name is Karla, but call me Camila.

Now, this may be Lauren or even Shawn.
But if you're not them, they didn't come.

I guess they don't care.

They never did.

Yes I do.
I care very much.

I should probably give you some backstory.

Now, I have been suffering with depression for a long time.

Why didn't you tell me, Camz?

But it's okay, but then there was the big thing.

What?

Camren.

Fuck. That includes me.

Well, the breakup of Camren.

Oops

If you're not Lauren, you don't know about this, and I don't really want you to know. Or want to get into it right now.

But I'm jumping...





Off this cliff.

If you're here, you're too late.

I'm dead.

So yeah.

And if you want to, here's a song I wrote while crying in the bathroom.

Why,
Did you leave me here to burn?
I'm way too young to be hurt
I felt doomed in hotel rooms,
Staring straight up at the wall,
Counting wounds and and I am trying to numb them all.

Do you care? do you care?
Why don't you care?
I gave you all of me
My blood, my sweat, my heart, and my tears
Why don't you care, why don't you care?
I was there, I was there, when no one was
Now you're gone and I'm here

I have questions for you
Number one, tell me who you think you are
You got some nerve trying to tear my faith apart
(I have questions for you)
Number two, why would you try and play me for a fool?
I should have never ever ever trusted you (I have questions)
Number three, why weren't you, who you swore that you would be?
I have questions, I got questions haunting me
I have questions for you
I have questions for you (I have questions)
I have questions for you

My, my name was safest in your mouth
And why'd you have to go and spit it out?
Oh, your voice, it was the most familiar sound
But it sounds so dangerous to me now

I have questions for you (He-ey)
Number one, tell me who you think you are
You got some nerve trying to tear my faith apart
(I have questions for you)
Number two, why would you try and play me for a fool?
I should have never ever ever trusted you
I have questions for you
I have questions for you
I have questions for you (I have questions)
I have questions for you

Do you care, do you care?
Why don't you care?
I gave you all of me
My blood, my sweat, my heart, and my tears
Why don't you care, why don't you care?
I was there, I was there, when no one was
Now you're gone and I'm here

I have questions for you (ooh)
I have questions for you
I have questions for you (I have questions)
I have questions for you (yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
I have questions for you (ooh)
I have questions for you (foul play, no, foul play, no)
I have questions for you (I have questions)
I have questions for you
I have questions for you
How do I fix it? Can we talk? Can we communicate? Can we talk? Do I wanna fix it?
I have questions for you (I'm afraid of you)
Is it my fault? Is it my fault? Do you miss me?
I have questions

Yep, this is Camz.

Now.

I'm gone.

Bye.

-Karla Camila Cabello Estrabao

Fuck.

Damn.

Shit.

I start crying. I'm scared. What can I do?

"Lauren?"

I turn back and...













Sequel coming soon.

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