Consequences [Shawmila]

3- falling

(Shawn)
      Camila insists that she have to drive me home. I didn't object, as I want to get back home as quick as possible and beat the shit out of my dear brother.

     "Camila, can I borrow a pen and a piece of paper?" I ask. Camila reaches forward the item compartment while driving smoothly with one hand. This girl has skills.

     I write down my number with my name at the bottom, then fold it twice. Throughout our friendship since freshman, we have never exchanged numbers, and now, I have finally got a good reason to. Behind me, her sister sits there, eating the pop tart that Camila had just bought while looking at her phone, unaware of anything outside of social media. Heck, she doesn't even know that her sister was nearly raped, and I bet she doesn't even care about it at all even if she knew what had happened.

   "Is this your place?" Camila asked. The small, two story house stood in front of me, with a window on the first floor glowing in the dark night.

     "Yep. Thanks for taking me back here." I said. Camila chuckled.

     "No problem," Camila said.

     "Here is my phone number. Text me if you ever get in trouble with Mike or anyone else."

     "How did you know Mike?" Camila blurts right after I finished my previous sentence. She blushes and covers her mouth.

     "Sorry," She said, her voice filled with shame.

     "It's fine. He is my brother." I simply said. Camila's face looks like she had just acknowledge something. Probably about how Mike and I looked so similar.

     "Look, I've got to go. Take this and text me."I said, handing her the piece of paper and her pen. She looks surprised and gently took the piece of paper. Relieved that she accepted the piece of paper, I smile. Unwillingly, I unbuckle my seatbelt and opened the door. All this time, Camila kept her eyes on me, making my heart pound harder and harder each second.

    "Bye." Camila said as she wave.

    I wave back.

   She reverses the car.

   I stare at her.
    She drives away.

    I stare at the road.

    Get in the fucking house! I yell at myself mentally. Blinking a few times, I straightened myself and turn around, ready to beat the hell out of Mike Mendes.

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     As soon as I opened the door, I see him, holding a slice of pizza and ready to take a big bite out of it. He saw me, and for a split second, panic surfaced with in his eyes, then it reverts into an amused look.

    "Brother, the shining knight in armor, single-handedly saves his girl from Mike the Bastard." Mike grinned, happy with the newspaper title he have made up.

    "Mike, you are worst than a bastard. You are going to rape her for god's sake!" I yelled at Mike, unable to control my emotions.

     "Chill brother. How the hell am I supposed to know the girl was about to bang is your girlfriend. She didn't tell me that!" Mike exclaims, as if a girl yelling 'I have a boyfriend' would stop his hormone rage and let the girl go.

      By this point, I know that there is no point in arguing with my brother, because his brother is simply too dumb to understand.

      "Whatever. Fuck you." I said. This incident made me lost my appetite, not even a pizza could find it. I climbed up the stairs two by two and retreat back into my own cave.

     All of my biology notes spraw on my messy desk, with even more biology notes being held up the wall by blu-tack. Yes, I do have a thing for biology, since my mom was...gone. I would love to help as many people I love as much as possible. I can't afford to lose anymore people.

     My brain hurts from all the work and thinking I have done over the past year. What the hell was I thinking when I signed up for 5 AP classes? A death sentence, probably. But I still managed to find time to do extra studies on biology.

     I grab my towel and pajamas and head towards the bathroom, but a notification have stopped me from doing so. Mentally attached to my phone, I reach for it which was on the edge of the bed and saw a text from 'unknown'.

unknown: hi its camila.
unknown: thx for saving me today
unknown: u the best
me: no prob, i will be willing to save you anyday
unknown: same goes to you. seriously, even if its psychological problems, i will be willing to help.
me: i feel burnt out

     Damn it. I wasn't meant to type that.

Unknown: take a break for a week, shawn. I think you deserve it. After that, you could go revise your head off as much as you want. Just take a break.
Me: yah I might do that.
Unknown: no, you WILL do that. Promise me.
Me: promise
Unknown: ok, what do you plan on doing in you one week vacation away from work?

     The first thing that pops into my brain is revision.

Unknown: apart from revision, obviously.

     Okay, she read my mind.

Me: video games?

     Without a thought, I typed in:

Me: hey you wanna hang out in the mall sometime this week?
Unknown: sorry, I can't. Got babysitting.

     Oh.

Unknown: if you don't mind, you can help me with babysitting my neighbor and my sister.

     I never liked children. Annoying brats.

Me: sure no prob.

     Did I just agreed to babysit little brats with Camila? Oh well...

Unknown: great! You could come over whenever you want.
Unknown: i gotta go. I will send you the address later. Ttyl
Me: bye

     I click on the icon of her profile picture and see a selfie of her showing off her hoodie in her amazing figure with cascading chocolate waves flowing down her chest. Beautiful. Of course if I ever said that to her, she will immediately deny that, as she is either too humble or oblivious. I type in her name in the contacts and even added a heart emoji just for the fun of it.

     I guess I will be going to Camila's house tomorrow.

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2-28-19