Forty Two: Three Fucking Weeks!

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Camila's P.O.V

It has been over three weeks since the night Taylor caught us and I haven't spoken to either of them. I have tried, God I have tried especially with Taylor, but she was having none of it telling me that I really have lost my best friend...and for what? I can understand Taylor hating me, ignoring me, and acting like I don't exist, but Lauren? She's another story. Yes, I know her and I agreed if Taylor couldn't accept this then we would call it quits, but she could've at least had the decency to tell me that. All that shows me is that whatever her and I had was lie, she never gave a damn about me, not one bit and I have no else to blame but myself. I was the stupid one to believe the bullshit that came out of her mouth. These last three weeks have been hell for me. I have never felt lonely as I have done these last three weeks. I had found a way to deal with it, a way I never thought I would see myself be. I was out nearly every night, drinking too much, calling in sick to work and having one night stands. I hated myself for it, but I spent the first few stays lost in my own head and that was doing nothing for me. I hated the way I was feeling and had to do something to make myself feel better, not the best option, but it is the only thing that helped me

I was heading out again tonight, with some girls I met at the bar when I was drowning my sorrows along one night. They were a sold one, but that is what I needed at this time. We were hitting our favorite club, meeting some guys there that they know, apparently one of them is my type. I was dressed in a sexy little red tight number, a pair of killer heels, my hair in waves, and my favorite red lipstick on. I looked at myself in the mirror and when I did, I never seen myself so confident and sexy...I see someone sad and someone who's not me. I sighed to myself, shaking it off and grabbed my bag, heading out to the waiting cab, heading to the club. The girls were waiting for me

"Well hello there sexy lady." Izzy smirked at me
"Why thank you." I giggled giving her a twirl

The three of them were gorgeous, confident, and fun when I'm with them, but that made me feel even worse when I was alone because it was all lies in the end

"Come on guys, let's get drinks." Melissa said

We managed to walk straight into the club, the same as always. It made the people in the line mad, but none of us really cared at their annoyance. The four of us headed in, making our way through the crowd, grabbing a drink and going to find the guys we were meeting.

"Dylan, this is Camila, the one I was telling you about." Izzy said introducing us
"Hey gorgeous, that is a very sexy dress." He said eyeing
"Thank you handsome." I said smirking back at him
"Can I get you a drink?"

I nodded, Dylan placing his hand on my lower back, the two of us heading to the bar to get drinks even though we had one already

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I was dancing with Dylan, drunk, and letting lose with him. He and I have hit it off quickly, clear attraction there...sexual attracting. As I danced up all on him, I felt like a pair of eyes were burning into me. I looked around, finally finding eyes were on me...Lauren's. I met her eye, continuing to dance. She stood there, not taking her eyes of me, shaking her head at me, who does she think she is? With her doing snapped in me. I abruptly pulled away from Dylan, barging my way through the crowd until I reached Lauren

"DON'T YOU DARE FUCKING JUDGE ME." I shouted at her

She grabbed me, leading me away from all the hustle and bustle, finding somewhere quieter for us. As soon as she. She turned around quickly

"Camila, what the fuck are you doing? That isn't you? From what I have heard you have been doing this nearly every damn night, partying and fucking around, what the hell is wrong with you?" She hissed
"Wrong with me? You have the cheek to judge anyone with the things you do." I hissed at her
"That was who I was Camila. That ain't who you are, what were you thinking?" She said her voice, softer, reaching for me

I was quick to push her away from me, pain shot through her eyes when I done. What does she have to hurt over? She is the one that forgot about me, not the other way around

"It is none of your damn business that is what I was thinking." I hissed
"Yes it is. I am worried about you. I care for you." She said

I found myself bursting out laughing with her words

"Care for me? BULLSHIT LAUREN! I have not heard or seen you in three weeks Lauren...three fucking weeks. You don't care about anyone but yourself. Everything you said to me...all that time we spent together was all lies. You don't know how to care for anyone." I hissed at her
"You know that is not true Camila." She said hurt
"Yes...yes it is. You promised me you'll come back or call me, but you never did. Three fucking weeks. I lost my best friend and you in one night and I had no one to turn to. Don't stand there and act like you give a damn fuck Lauren okay? Cause clearly you don't." I hiss at her
"Camz, I am sorry okay? I do care for you. I miss you." She said reaching for my hand

I slapped my hand away from me

"No you don't cause if you did you would've called. Stay away from me Lauren." I said shaking my head, waking away from her

I was suddenly not in the mood to be here anymore. I grabbed my things, rushing out of the club and heading home. As soon as I got to my apartment, I sunk to the floor and broke down. She broke my heart without me knowing she had it. I had to get a grip of myself. I pulled myself off the floor, deciding the best place for me was my bed. As I was walking through the hallway leading to my room, my phone started ringing and Lauren's name was flashing across the screen. I hit the reject button. She was a little late to call me now wasn't she? A few minutes later, a text came through

Lolo: I really do miss you Camz. I'm not ready to lose you. Please call me back baby? Xx

I turned off my phone, stripping down to my pajamas and climbed into bed. I wish this was all a bad dream, but I knew it wasn't

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