Dinah gets bored one day and starts a group chat with her best friend, Lauren, and three strangers.
Has texts and written out chapters. This book is complete has a sequel called "I'm Not Your Toy."
All that is running through my mind is getting Sofi and myself away from this place. That's been the only thing in my brain since this morning, but I had to talk it over with my professors. I haven't come this far only to drop out five weeks before I graduate. I still have a day left before I have to take action- I keep telling myself, but I always end up going back to the hurrying home thoughts. Get to the apartment. Grab Sofi and pack. Get the hell away.
Three blocks to go.
I genuinely thought this was all over, I learned now that I shouldn't have left my little sister while I left for college. I thought she was safe. She was safe up until she called me. Now it's my responsibility to get her safe again.
One block until I know she is okay.
My mind is reeling. What if I was wrong and I didn't have the extra day. No time for those thoughts.
I quickly put the car into park and run through the parking garage towards the stairs. No time to wait for the elevator. I race through the hallways to the apartment and finally open the door.
"Sofi! Sofia, grab your bags, we need to go NOW!" I search frantically through the rooms until I find her laying on her bed with her earphones in. She pauses whatever she is listening to and looks up at me. "Grab your bags and pack whatever you need, we're leaving in five minutes."
"What happened? Why are you in such a hurry and why are we leaving?" I am already busy packing my bags full of clothes, food, all the necessities. "Fuck, we don't have time for questions. Just pack your stuff and let's bolt." That was enough to make her reluctantly follow my instructions.
Five minutes and not a second later, we have three bags full of everything that will take us through however long this will take.
"Sofia, the car is to the-" I throw open the door to the garage only to have it hit whoever was unfortunate enough to be on the other side.
"What the fuck man." Oh shit... I never thought this completely through.
She looks between my sister and I for a moment with a confused look. "Camila, why is your stuff packed?" Her eyebrows now furrowed. Still, the only thing in my mind is getting ourselves away, but I can't just run away from my girlfriend given these circumstances. "Sofi, can you please put the stuff in my car. I'm going to talk to Lauren for a minute. Please come straight back to the apartment as soon as you're done."
I don't even know what to say or how I am going to explain this. For now, I just grab her by her wrist and lead her to her apartment. The place she has been so kind enough to share with us for all this time now.
"Camila. You're freaking me out, please say something." In place of her bewildered look is a creeping sadness.
"I need to take care of something." My voice sounds completely emotionless.
"Did I do something wrong? Please tell me what I did wrong."
"No, you've been perfect. I genuinely have to go take care of something."
"What? You're just saying that so you can let me down easy. Just skip the drama and tell me what I did. I love you Camila, I'd never do anything to hurt you and would do everything to make you happy."
"Lauren, I'm not breaking up with you. I don't know how this is going to work, but I would love to try to still be your girlfriend as long as you are willing. You're the only person besides Sofi that I truly trust, but I can't tell you what's going on. Not yet at least. I don't want you getting involved with my issues."
"I don't want you to go." She sobs out. I didn't realize how much I scared her until now.
"I have to. I'm not sure how long this will be either. If you think you can't handle the distance for a while, please tell me now. If you want this as much as I do, we can facetime every day. I will respect your decision if you don't want to though, all I want is for you to be happy."
"You're promising me that I can see your face and hear your voice every day?"
"Through a screen, but yes. I don't know if I could function without it."
"Okay."
"Okay? Please don't let me get my hopes up and let me come crashing down."
"Yes, as long as you can promise me that. We can make it through whatever this is. We WILL make it through."
"This isn't going to be easy, Lauren." I'm honestly still in disbelief that she agreed.
"I know, but we're both troopers and will make it out together because I love you, Camila. And you love me. I have faith in us."
Before I have time to truly process what just happened, the door opens and I am reminded of why we had this talk. I need to say goodbye and leave. I wrap my arms around her and pull her in as close as humanly possible. I take in everything, the smell of her shampoo, the feeling of her soft shirt, the warmth that radiates off of her. It'll likely be a long time before I can do this again.
"I do love you and I'm sorry. Goodbye Lauren, maybe I'll see you around." My eyes tear up, but I walk through the door anyways. I know if I turn around and see her one last time, I won't want to leave.
😬 Good news is that I think I'm back for the most part. I never gave you guys updates on my cat after I uploaded that post a while back, but I had to put her down a week after the post and I felt horrible for a while. We got a new cat a few weeks ago and I just have to show him off.
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Everybody meet Fin. He's just over a year old and is adorable, yet spazzy at the same time.
Hopefully you liked this chapter. It's a story and stories take turns sometimes. Thanks for reading!!
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Update- 4/11/2020 (2 years later and he is about 3.5 yrs old). Finnigan is still a lunatic and purposefully misbehaving, but we still love him anyways. He's definitely a force to be reckoned with 😂
