chapter 15

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Camila's POV

{present day}

"Anthony? Shawn?" I called out as I looked around the mess of a room. The furniture was all turned upside down, there was shattered glass everywhere, the TV was smashed using a chair.

Shawn didn't do all of this. He can't. He isn't like that.

My eyes landed on a senseless Shawn who was lying on the floor with dried up blood around his mouth and nose. His face was bruised everywhere.

No. No. No.

"Shawn?" I quickly sat down beside him and started shaking him up. "Shawn wake up! Open your eyes. Please." The tears were soon to prick at the corner of my eyes.

"Camila?" I heard Anthony's voice. I looked up to find Anthony coming out of a different room. He was shaking and his face was stained with blood and tears.

"Anthony what happened?" I cried.
"He..he..he tried to..he smashed something..on..on..my head and..and..I got mad and..I..I..punched him..I didn't mean to..I..I swear Camila.." He fell down on his knees.

I cant let anything happen to Shawn.

"Call 911! Anthony call 911!" I screamed without looking into Anthony's present state.

"No I don't..Camila..I don't want to go to jail..please.."
"Call 911!" I shouted with all my might, making him cry even harder.

When I realised Anthony wasn't doing anything to help, I pulled out my phone from my pocket and shakily dialled 911.

"911 what's your emergency?" A monotone voice filled my ears.
"He's not moving. He's just not moving. I don't know what happened."
"Ma'am please be a little more precise. Is someone unconscious?"

I sniffled and tried my best to explain what was lying in front of me, and the lady on the other side promised help will be there soon.

I did this to him. I killed him. I haven't seen him so lifeless and it's killing me. Please just get up and make this all go away, make this pain stop, please.

"Camila.." Anthony crawled closer to me and tried to pull me into his arms.
"Back off!" I shouted while pushing him off me. "You killed him! You killed him." I hugged Shawn's lifeless body, placing my head on his chest and letting my tears soak up his shirt.

"No..he..don't say that!..he'll be okay..he'll be okay..he'll be okay right? Tell me Camila!" He shouted, but didn't manage to get a response from me.

"I love you." I whispered to Shawn but he never replied back. I was jolted back to reality as I heard a door slam shut. I looked up and found Anthony missing.

Where did he go? What's he doing now?

"Anthony?" I called out to him.
"Camila this is all my fault. I'm sorry. I can't do this anymore." My eyes widened in shock.

"Anthony.." I got up and walked over to the direction of his voice. He was behind the closed door of his bedroom. "Anthony what are you doing?" I began slamming my fists against his door.

"I don't want to go to jail. There's no point of me being in this world anymore..what have I ever done that's worth living for? Nothing's worth it anymore. I ruined everything. I might as well just end it all."

He isn't being serious. No I can't deal with any more of this. This is getting too much. First Shawn and now him.

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