The Art of Us

Chapter Thirty

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Chapter Thirty

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Normani's POV

I can't believe they would do this, of course I should have seen it coming. At this moment in time, I was locked in the bedroom with Camila who was staring down at her hands.

I stood beside the door, watching her every move I was so on edge, waiting for her to ask for sex or maybe she'd just take it like she did that time she was angry with Lauren.

"Do you love him?" She whispered instead, shocking me.

"Who?" I asked, narrowing my eyes at her.

Taking a deep breath, she slowly looks up. "Val."

"Oh, him. No. He's just a very good friend, that's all. We've grown close over the last few months." I said.

Frowning, she looked back down at her hands. "You never came when I needed you." She whispered.

I sighed, leaning against the wall. I didn't know what to tell her. If I told her what I really thought she'd get angry and if I lied she'd find out and get angry - either way she'd get angry at me.

"I was there, I was there, when no one was. Now you're gone and I'm here." She whispered to herself.

I frowned. Why did I feel so guilty? Why did she have the power to make me feel guilty?

Taking a deep breath, she looked up at me. "Why, why did you leave?"

"I thought all you wanted was sex." I muttered, running my fingers through my hair.

Hurt filled her eyes quickly followed by tears. "You what?" She breathed out.

"I thought you just wanted sex." I repeated. I turned around to face the door, pulling on the handle to try and open the door but it wouldn't budge. I sighed in frustration. I really wanted to get out of the room, there was too much tension and it was so awkward.

Camila ran a hand through her hair and stood up. "Is that all you think of me?"

"That's all you've wanted us for, for this past year." I snapped.

"No its not! I needed you!" She yelled, stepping closer to me.

I stepped backwards. She had that look in her eye - it was very faint, but I could see it. She wanted sex.

"You weren't there for me, you were willing to let me starve and not sleep." She growled out, she had me back against the wall.

"You were just looking for attention, like always!" I yelled, trying to hide how intimidated I felt.

Pain flashed in her eyes before she slammed her hand against the wall beside my head. "I wasn't looking for attention. I needed my fucking wife." She growled lowly.

"You had Lauren!" I yelled.

"I needed you!" She stepped even closer, pushing her body against mine.

I pushed her away forcefully. "Why?! There's no difference between Lauren and I!" I yelled.

She stumbled backwards and landed on her ass on the floor. The look in her eyes changed and the sex look vanished.

"Lauren needs me, I needed you." Slowly she stood up and shook her head. "You never needed me." She suddenly managed to open the bathroom door and disappear inside.

My heart stopped, the last time she did that, she tried to kill herself with sleeping pills.

I hesitated before slowly inching my way over to the bathroom. I pulled on the handle but she had locked it.