midnight |c.c imagines

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rich. i hated that word. people looked at me like i was on some kind of pedestal that was non existent.

my parents happen to own the biggest and most successful oil company in the country has tried to push me ever since i turned eighteen to "run the family legacy." a bunch of bullshit.

they never once questioned when i convinced them that i was going to college out of state to study chemical engineering. ha like i was actually gonna study that fuckery.

my real passion was song writing. when my parents were out on weekend business trips i spent hours writing and singing alone in my room, the big empty walls making the acoustics there sound amazing.

i made my way towards miami. & that's where i met camila.

i went out to some clubs with friend that night and she happened to be sitting all alone at the bar. we talked and immediately hit it off.

"what's you're name gorgeous?" i smiled. she gave me a shy smile, tucking a strand of hair behind her ear. "im camila. and i know who you are y/n." she smiled at the floor.

i found that adorable.

"well can i buy you a drink?" i asked slyly. she nodded her head and we drank away, my love filling up with every sip of alcohol we drank.

my friends always told me something was off about her attitude towards me, but i was too fucking in love for me to noticed.

it all started when we hit our two month anniversary.

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"hey babe im home." i sang happily. the walls of my apartment smelled of banana and strawberries. her scent.

"hey! im in here." her soft voice shouted from the other room. i spotted her in our shared room, rummaging through her closet. "what you up to beautiful?" i asked, admiring her beauty leaning against the doorway.

"i have nothing to wear."

camila pouted. the cutest sight i've ever seen.

"aw baby. you'd look beautiful in a trash bag." i joked. she just gave me an annoyed look and sighed.

"im serious y/n! it's the launch of your record company and i want to look my best." she whined, laying her head on my shoulder. i pecked her temple.

"well if i'll make you happy let's go to the mall and get you something."

almost immediately her mood changed. she tackled me onto the bed and peppered kisses on my face an lips. "oh thank you baby! but you don't have to go with me. i want my outfit to be a surprise just for you." she said, biting her lip.

& so i gave her my credit card. leaving her to spending over 1,000 dollars that day.

yeah what an idiot move.

when i found out i was kinda of pissed. i confronted her about it and managed to slip out on me going off on her with some lingerie she has bought herself during that shopping spree.

yeah, i was weak.

after the launch of my record label i fell in more love with camila.

a year of us being together has passed. she's been distant lately. always leaving claiming she's going to work. i've always told her she doesn't need to work. she could work with me and the label. her voice was amazing. but she'd never listen.