Chapter 8

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I wake up and go to get up as I rub my eyes just to be pulled back down. I feel a small kiss on the back of my neck, making me hum quietly. I turn around to see Camila smiling at me and pulls me closer "morning" she says in a soft tone as she stares into my eyes, making me blush slightly from the amount of love you can see in her eyes. "aww I don't get a morning back" she thinks for a second. "actually, it doesn't matter the blush was better than the morning back" a cheeky smile grows onto her lips.

"shut up" I roll my eyes at her and try to get up again only to have a hand push down on my chest as she straddles my waist. "what was that?" she raises her eyebrow at me as I try and hold back my laugh. Is she trying to take Lauren's role of being all dominant and bossy?

Her eyes narrow as she looks at me sternly, making me burst out in laughter "what's so funny." She crosses her arms "you look so cute trying to be all stern. Its like your trying to be like Lauren" I snicker to receive a slap across my cheek.

What the fuck.

I get a closer look at her eyes and I notice there isn't a shimmer of gold under the brown, then I see the tattoos covering her body. Then it clicks with me, this isn't Camila... its C, then where is Camila, who let her into my room. Why isn't she being watched by Lauren. I push her off me annoyed only for her to climb back onto me.

"okay first off get the fuck off me, second of all where is Camila and Lauren" I get a smirk in return "Lauren is a little hungry she needs to eat she mentioned she doesn't like blood bags and she likes it fresh. Camila is with your children. Oh and I don't really feel like getting off you, I like it here" she is so fucking annoying, my anger was never good it was the only emotion I used to be able to feel so I was always consumed by it. Now my anger is worse I can't tell if it's just the vampire in me or if it is also the wolf, but my anger has turned into a force to be reckoned with.

I clench my jaw and breath in heavily. "get. The. Fuck, of-"I was cut off as her lips kiss mine forcefully, before I could push her away, images flash across my mind and I get sucked into a scene.

Memory start-

"Hey baby girl. How do you feel about getting your own room" I look at her in shock and happiness, I'm finally going to get out of this fucking basement.

I nod my head happily and her smile grows and looks at me in 'aw'. "Come on I'll show you your room"

She stands up and extends her arm to me so I can grab her hand. I slowly grab her hand and gave her a small smile, making her eyes light up with joy.

I get up from the bed and I follow Camila, hand in hand. Even though I don't want to admit it, our hands fit perfectly like pieces of a puzzle.

She leads us up to the top floor and to the end of the hallway. She opens the door and look around the room. It's identical to my one at home.

It has blood red walls, with white curtains. The windows are boarded up. White carpets with the same colour covers, there is also a bookshelf filled with all types of books. There was also a huge Tv on the wall in front of the bed. The thing that surprised me was the desk with a computer on it.

"Yeah I thought you would like the computer but I blocked everything that you could use to contact someone. Also that door is a walk in closet, I know what type of clothes you like so yeah. And that door is a bathroom" she explains while pointing at two doors.

I nod and I walk over to the desk and open one of the draws and saw wooden case. I take it out and look at Camila as if asking for permission to open it, and she nods.

As I unclip the sides and opens I look in shock to see the state of the art drawing set. "I know you love drawing so I got the best."

I was bursting with happiness so I didn't think about what i was doing, I ran towards her and engulfed her in a hug.

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