Laurens POV
I Stayed at my office, doing reports about camila. I put in how shes improving and actually taking her pills. After fimishing and saving it i got up from my chair to stretch. I then took my clipboard and finish up writing the stats about camila. I wonder how she got in here anyways, she seems perfectly fine....in some ways. It must have beem something as i am guessing.
After i was finished i began to pack up for the night. I exited and locked the door behind and and began to walk down the same hallways. It began to get cold all of a sudden. I hurried and soon i saw flickering lights in a certain room, the records room. I also heard distinct chattering. I decidednl to check on the room. I open the door and saw the light flicker. I looked around the small room, no ones here.
On the table i eyed a red folder. To my curiousity i walked to the table and picked it up. I read the side tag. Patient: Camila Cabello
Great! Just what i was thinking about earlier...but how could it be out here? I then opened the folder. I then furrowed my brows as the whole page, was blank. Nothing to be on it. I turned the page. Still blank. I then turned to the next page. Blank. I flipped through all six pages. Not one word would be found. "What the hell." I tell myself.
I then heard screaming in the distance. I drop the folder and ran out the room to check it out. I ram down the halls and the sounds seem to come from the patients ward. I hurry as the screams were near. I then realized where i was going. Deep into the asylum. I hurry as i was already in the halls of where it coming from. Camila's room. I hurry and unlock the door with my card.
I spotted camila her back arched as she screamed, piercing my ears painfully. I ran to her, pulling her into a hug. She immediately held me tightly, her nails jabbed into my back. I flinch at the contact it made with my skin. "Sh...calm down im here..im here... what happened." I had no reeponse. I felt her nails seep into my skin. I flinch as it went deeper in. "Ah fuck." I whisper. I stroked camilas hair lightly.
Soon i let go, but she still clinged on. I set her on my lap where she laid her head. "Tell me whats wrong." "He tried to get me again lauren...he almost won." She says like a child. "Who is he? What do you mean? No one else was in here but you." "Thats what you think. You dont know that lauren!" She began to raise her voice. "Sh quiet down. Its okay its okay."
I felt her hands release me and felt her nails come out from my skin. I felt the blood trickle down my back. "Sorry." She says caressing my back. "Its fine." I tell her. "Im glad you came." "Its my job to take care of you." She then looked at me. "No, its because you care about me." "Because thats my job." "Even if it wasnt you do. I know it. He tells me."
I shrug. "Sure." "So you dont care about me?" "I do" "then why say such hurtful words." "I havent said such thing." I tell her. "Lauren you're curing me." "How so?" I ask. "With you're love." "Is it so?"
"Ofcourse." "Then it will be so."
"Lauren?" "Yes camila?"
"Cure me."
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To cleanse the devil (camren)
RandomCamila Cabello, a disturbed, mental patient, and also known as the Devils favorite in her perspective. She who tends to be difficult and shows horrendous acts towards others. She who shut the world out. She who is able to express herself in a way of...