Laceration (Camren)

Chapter 8: Friend Or Foe

*Authors note: this is what the safe house looks like.*

Jauregui POV

Being straightforward, you will get either a friend or a foe. True colors often show in the begin of a building relationship.

Madison and I make it back to the safe house. I'm tired and Camila still hasn't woken up. I decided that I wouldn't mention to her what happened with Lolo although Madison tried to convince me otherwise.

Madison thought that by me not telling Camila that Lolo isn't dead will cause her or her friends harm. Which I simply told her I have no care for her or her friends. Madison mumbled something about that being only half true.

"Is she okay?" The shorter blonde haired girl ask. I nod my head and place Camila on the couch.

I turn to walk away when I see everyone staring at me. I blink slowly and look myself up and down. I see blood stains on my pants and my knuckles are badly bruised.

"I'm Ally." The girl says. I give her my best smile, but she knows it's forced.

"This is Zayn, Harry, Zendaya, Normani and Dinah." She points to everyone while calling out their name. I look at everyone, being to tired to actually say something I just give them a brief nod.

"Lauren we need to talk." I hear Madison say.

"Where is my brother?" I question. Everyone seems to go still. I square my shoulders for the millionth time that day. "I want ask again."

"Lauren Michelle are you threatening our guest." I hear the deep voice say. I don't smile only look up at the stairs.

"James you idiot." I grumble out. He chuckles.

"Oh come on sis. It wasn't that bad." He says while limping down the stairs.

"Don't be so stupid the next time." I walk past him and go into my room. I hear someone following me but don't look back.

"You shouldn't be so hard on him. He is the oldest." Kiana says.

"You should be resting." I ignore what she had said.

"And you should be happy to see your brother." She shots back.

"I am." I say I'm defense. She folds her arm over her chest, and walks out. I huff not in the mood to argue. The is a knock at my door and I groan.

I make my way over to the door ready to snap on whoever it is. My plans are completely shut down when I see a kid standing there. He has this big smile on his face and is holding one of the small pillows with a elephant sewn into it. I peep my head out the door a little more to see James look at me expectingly. The kid rugs on my pants and holds his arms up.

"I don't even know his name." I say to James.

"Ryan." James says and makes his way back downstairs.

I huff and walk away from the door. I sit on the bed and see Ryan still standing in the door. I motion for him to come in but he doesn't move. "Fucks sake."

I stand up and make my way back to the kid. He holds his arms up again a signal for me to pick him up. I grab his hand and pull him towards the bed, but I do it gently not wanting my brother to kill me for upset a kid.