These Days

I

"What the fuck did I tell you about talking too much? Do you want me to knock you unconscious again?"

Camila's eyes traveled down to the ground in shame, tears uncontrollably spilling down and staining her already flushed cheeks. She didn't dare say another word.

"That's what I thought. Now just shut up, goddamn."

The tall man before her turned his back to her and pulled his phone out of the pocket of his jeans before walking away and out of the dark room. Once again, leaving Camila lonesome in the deafening silence, hopelessly tied to a wooden chair.

After the first couple of days, the man decided that he'd much rather hear the brown eyed girl's horrific cries and screams, therefore harshly removing the duct tape from her face, leaving her skin red and sore from irritation. Her wrists were throbbing in pain from the constant attempts to move, but again she was unable to escape the ropes that were holding her in place.

Camila felt as if all she had done the past week was cry, scream and hope that someone would come to her rescue, rather than have death rescue her from the torture that she was now living with.

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This is an E News nightly update. Singer/Songwriter Camila Cabello is reported still missing after her trailer was broken into last week while on the set of filming a new music video. Surveillence cameras around the lot were able to pull up videos from that night, but the footage does not have any leads. NY county police are still leading the investigation in hopes of finding Miss Cabello or coming across any clues that will lead to her attacker or her whereabouts. If you have any information that would help with this investigation, please call the NYPD.

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"And that's a wrap for tonight! Great job everyone. Loved all the energy you guys put out into this. Please double check your call times and I will see you all tomorrow!" Emil Nava yelled out to the crowd, cheering on the performance from everyone for the day. Camila was amazed at how much of an amazing director he was. Filming with Emil was certainly a fun thing to do, not to mention that he understood exactly what Camila wanted for her music video, which made it all that much easier.

Camila thanked the rest of the crew that was contributing to the making of the music video that was almost like a short film, before waving them goodbye. She made her way into the small trailer that she was staying in until the filming was over, which was taking longer than expected, and shut the door behind her.

It was already past midnight and needless to say, she was exhausted. But of course, Camila had promised to call Lauren before they went to bed. Lauren was three hours behind her in California, so she knew that she'd still be awake.

Camila quickly changed into an oversized shirt, brushed her teeth and removed her makeup before jumping into the small bed. The trailer had a nice and homey feeling to it, which made being away from family and close friends just that much easier for the young brunette. Camila, deciding that getting her laptop would be too much trouble, unlocked her phone and began the FaceTime call.

"Hey, Laur!"

"Hey, babe." Lauren grinned at Camila through the small phone in her hand, happy to finally see her girlfriend. "How was filming today?"

"It went very well, I had fun. A lot of work, as always, but it's worth it."

"I see. So you're having so much fun to the point where you don't even miss me, huh?" Lauren joked, a smirk on her face that caused Camila to roll her eyes.

"Don't be silly. Of course I miss you, ugly. But I won't if you keep that up."

"Uh huh. But really, I miss you so much, amor. Can't wait for you to come back in...what is it, twelve days?" The green eyed girl furrowed her eyebrows, attempting to remember.

"Eleven days!" Camila corrected. "I'll be back in eleven days. I'm excited too, I miss you tons, again. How's it going in Cali? Anything exciting?"

Camila watched Lauren turn away from the phone and heard a bit of yelling in the background from none other than Ally, asking for her attention. "Hey babe, sorry I have to cut it short tonight. I'm actually in the studio with the girls discussing some meetings we have coming up. They won't get off my back." She groaned.

"That's alright, tell them I miss them. I'll talk to you tomorrow then?"

"Of course. I will call you tomorrow night. Goodnight, angel. I love you."

Lauren blew her a kiss and Camila smiled in return, wishing her a good night as well before tossing the phone aside and rolling up into the cool comforter.

Due to the already present exhaustion within her, Camila fell asleep instantly, and was knocked out for a good hour or so before she was woken up by rustling that sounded to be nearby. Camila groaned but opened her eyes and looked around the trailer. Not seeing anything out of the ordinary, she relaxed into the covers and allowed herself to fall back into a deep sleep.

That, however, was when things went awry. A hand suddenly appeared from behind Camila, holding her mouth shut as she struggled to escape from the firm grip holding her. A gun was then held up against her cheek, causing panic within Camila. The intruder shoved a wet fabric over her face and her nose filled with a strong sent that she wasn't able to escape.

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"Yeah, I got her. She is so much hotter in person, I know. Shit, I think she's waking up, let me call you back. Okay."

Camila fluttered her eyes open but was soon met with the onset of a massive migraine. To say she felt disoriented was an understatement, as she had no recollection of where she was or what had occurred.

"Nghhh" She groaned into what appeared to be duct tape over her mouth, staring down at herself and realizing that she was bound. Her arms were forced behind her, and her ankles were tied to the legs of the wooden chair she was currently on. Upon realizing that she was no longer in an oversized shirt, but in merely a bra and underwear, she felt nauseous.

Fear suddenly drowned out her thoughts when she realized that someone had changed her clothes without her permission. She went from wearing no bra and boyshorts, to wearing a black lacy set that she had recently bought.

"Ah, well well. You finally decided to wake up, eh?"

"Mmng!" Camila struggled against the ropes but noticed the chair bolted down, preventing it and herself from moving. Tears filled her eyes as the man walked closer to her. In attempt to avoid his touch, she moved her face to the side.

The stranger grabbed ahold of Camila's chin and forced her to look at him and the visible grin on his face. "Don't worry, you're not going anywhere anytime soon. Now, try to behave, will you?"

She then looked around the room frantically, trying to find anything she may have recognized that would lead her to know where she was. Instead, she was met with a room that contained no windows or any identifying factors. It was simply a dark room with a few tables and lamps in the corners.

Camila noticed her phone on one of the tables, as well as random things from her trailer-- a necklace, a teddy bear given to her by Lauren, and heels. It was as if the guy had just grabbed whatever was in hands reach and brought it along with him.

Camila was lost deep in her thoughts when she suddenly felt a hard slap across her face. "Stop thinking so fucking much." The man spat harshly, pulling over Camila's phone. He turned it on and began to invade her privacy, going through her things without a care in the world. "Don't think it was easy breaking into your phone, darling. But I managed." He laughed before leaning closer to her.

An idea appeared in his head and he opened the camera app, snapping a few pictures of her breasts. "There. Now, who should I send these to? Hmm...let me see here..." He fumbled over the phone before tapping the screen a few times, making Camila panic.

"This is going to be fun, isn't it Camila? Are you having a good time?"