Austin Mahone's California Love Story

Chapter 14: Where The Road Takes Us

Austin

Ever since I broke things off with Camila I've been hating myself and I'm pretty sure she hates me too. I don't blame her one bit. I didn't want to hurt her that way but it was the only way to make sure she would never want to be with me again. I feel such guilt hovering over me everywhere I go. I don't think it will ever go away for as long as I'm near her.

I hear the doorbell ring downstairs and then a few minutes later I hear a knock on my door. I slowly get out of bed and open my door to Brenda.

"Austin, there's someone here to see you."

I run down the stairs to disappointment when I see a man in a suit sitting in the living room. He has a police badge hanging around his neck.

Dad breaks the silence that begins as soon as I walk in, "Austin, this is Detective Andrews he has a few questions for you."

"Austin, can you tell me you're whereabouts this afternoon?"

"What is this about?" Sarah asks.

"A boy, Jorge, was hit by a car earlier today and we have reason to believe that it was premeditated."

"Is he alright?"

"He's in the hospital and luckily alive."

"Well you can't obviously believe my son had anything to do with it."

"It's just a precaution. We spoke to Derek and he mentioned an encounter with Jorge and a couple of his friends after a game on Friday night. He said that you were there."

"Yeah, but I never spoke to him during the whole confrontation."

"Can you tell me where you were earlier today?"

"I was here at home." After breaking up with Camila I drove immediately home and up to my room.

"Can anyone verify that?"

"I can, I saw him come through the front door I yelled at him for slamming the door and then he went straight upstairs to his room." Luckily Sarah was home today.

"Alright, we'll be in touch if I have anymore question for you."

As soon as the Detective left I couldn't stop thinking about Camila. How she must be feeling especially after what I did to her. I have to take back what I said. I can't continue feeling this guilt growing deep in my chest.

I sit in my desk waiting for Camila to walk through the door so I could talk to her before class but she came through the door. I'm worried about her, somebody attacked Jorge and I'm scared they might go after Camila next. As soon as class ends I go to Camila's locker but she doesn't show. I lose hope until I saw Maria.

I catch up with her, "Maria, can I talk to you for a second?" She scoffs then walks off. I grab her by the arm, "Maria please, where's Camila?"

"Why do you care especially after what you did to her?" She tries to walk out of my grip but I refuse to let go.

"Look, I know what I did was wrong but if someone is after her I need to find her please."

She shoves my shoulder and I let go of her, "Yeah well you weren't there to protect her when that perra and her friends jumped her."

"What are you talking about?"

"Megan and her friends attacked Camila and because her friends were the only witnesses she got kicked off the volleyball team and the white girl took her spot." If I wasn't busy being stupid I would've know or been there for her. "When her mom and Carlos found out they were mad as hell. Now they're taking her back to Mexico."

I process everything slowly but I eventually do, "For how long?"

She inhales and shrugs her shoulders, "I don't know. Last time she left it was just for the summer, but that's if we're lucky."

"When are they leaving?"

"First thing tomorrow morning," Her eyes get glassy knowing that she's about to lose her best friend all again, but this time she might not come back.

I drive up to Camila's house in the Mustang to be sure that if Carlos was around he wouldn't recognize me with the Rover. I see lights on in the house then I see Camila's window partially opened and her silhouette walking around her room. I park the car around the corner and walk back to her house. I jump over the fence to sneak around the backyard. I climb a nearby tree and manage to reach for her balcony. I look through the open window and saw her packing her bags alone. She freezes when she sees me coming through the window.

"Hey," I say the first thing that comes to mind.

Tears begin to build in her eyes, "Get out," she whispers.

"Cami please, let me explain."

"Don't make me call Carlos. Just leave me alone." She turns to get to the door but I cut her off by putting trapping her against the door with my arms on both sides of her head.

She pushes my chest but I don't move, "Listen to me, I love you." she scoffs, "Your brother told me that if you stayed with me that you would get hurt and I didn't want that to happen to you. I tried to make sure you wouldn't speak to me but after what happened to Jorge I got scared that you were going to get hurt too then Maria told me what happened with Megan and I should've been there for you instead of breaking it off with you. She told me you were leaving and that you might not come back and I can't lose you forever. I know I've been an ass and..."

She cuts me off with her lips then wraps her arms around my waist tightly. I move my hands through her soft wavy hair and pull her close. Our foreheads touch as I look into her brown eyes filled with sadness.

She speaks through her sobs, "I don't want to leave, but there's nothing I can do about it. My mom and Carlos have already made up their minds."

"Then let's leave. You and me, we'll go anywhere you want."

Without hesitation Camila grabbed her luggage and we snuck out of her house through the window. We sneaked out of the backyard and jogged to where I parked my car. She tosses her baggage in the trunk next to mine and we drive out of the neighborhood.