"What the fuck did you do!?" Y/N jolted up as she was smacked with a pillow multiple times. She shielded herself as her cousin beat on her. It had been a week since her talk with Camila and a week since Camila has disappeared.
"Stop. What the hell are you talking about?" Y/N asked as she snatched the pillow from Normani. "Camila. She fucking left the group. What did you say to her!?" Normani yelled as she pushed on Y/N's chest. "All I told her was that she needs to stand up to the label or they'll continue to walk all over her." Y/N groaned. She rolled away from her cousin and stood up, making her way to her kitchen.
"Well she took your stupid advice. She's fucking gone and nobody can find her. It's your fault!" Normani said as she pushed Y/N some more, sending Y/N over her breaking point. "If you weren't so fucking selfish, you would know she wasn't fucking happy in the band! She had no say in the music, they overly sexualized you girls, and they fucking take ninety fucking percent of the money that's made from your music, photo shoots, and fucking collabs. She is being smart and going after something she wants. You need to wake up and realize that the band in not going to last forever." Y/N yelled in Normani's face. Her breathing picking up as she tried controlling herself.
"You are only defending her because you want in her pants! You only ever want one thing for woman and it's their fucking vagina." Normani spat. "Stop saying that shit. You're mad that she was the only one that stood up and did something. You should try doing the same. The band was going to break sooner or later. Find a new record label that will actually take care of you. Not fucking Epic or SyCo. All of you should find a Plan B." Y/N said as she walked into her bathroom and locked the door.
Time Skip
Camila bit her lip as she watched the news about her split from the group. She was finally free. She was able to do whatever and not have to worry about the label breathing down her back. Y/N lit a fire inside of her and she was now using it to light her path.
She exited out of YouTube and went to her messages. She decided she should send a message to the group.
Camzilla: I know you guys may be mad at me but I couldn't do it anymore. They treated us like shit and I could only handle so much. I left because I wanted to do what I always wanted to do. I wanted to write my own music and release it, not keep it hidden from the world because the label didn't believe it would sell. I didn't want to be a sex symbol or anything close to it. I just want you guys to know that I love you with all my heart and want you guys to succeed. Please, make yourselves known by speaking up for what you want.
Camila sighed as she held her finger over the send button, reading it over, before she sent it. She went back and went to Y/N's contact.
Canola: Thank you for the advice. I really appreciate it and if you're not too busy, maybe you'd want to get in the studio and start recording Body on Me?
She locked her phone as she heard her hotel room door open and her mom walked in. "You okay?" Sinu asks her daughter. "I just don't want the girls to hate me." Camila told her mom. "I know and they'll understand eventually. You just gotta keep your head up and get those songs released." Sinu encouraged with a smile. Camila gave her mom a small smile before nodding her head. Her phone pinging, indicating she got a message.
Y/N/N: It's no problem at all. Don't worry about the girls. They'll warm up to you again, you just gotta give it time. I'm down to record the song but I won't be home for another week for a two day break. If you want, I can fly you to Australia and we can record there? My next show is there.
Canola: Yeah! That sounds good. I'll meet you there!
Y/N/N: Alright, have a good day Canola. Stay out of trouble.
Canola: I should be the one saying that to you😂
Y/N/N: Yeah but I beat you to it😂 I gotta go. The show is about to start and they're calling for me. Talk to you later baby girl.
Camila bit her lip as her cheeks started heating up from the nickname. Her eyes staring at Y/N's last text, rereading it multiple times. "I could definitely get used to this..." She whispered to herself. No more rules for her to follow or limits on people she could collab with.
Time Skip
Y/N's phone started ringing, waking her up from her sleep. "Hello?" She answered, groaning as she forgot to pick up the phone. She quickly answered it and mumbled a hello. "Y/N?" Y/N quickly sat up at the sound of her friend's hoarse voice.
"Vanessa? What's wrong?" Y/N asked as she stood up and started getting dressed. "I need you here with me right now." Was all Vanessa said. "Okay. I'm gonna book a flight and I'll be right there. I need you to tell me what's wrong, babe." Y/N spoke as she put her phone on speaker and bought a ticket to New York, where Vanessa was staying for right now.
Vanessa let out a sob and Y/N tried consoling her. "I'm going to call you when I get there okay? I need to call my manager and let them know I'm leaving." Y/N said as she left her hotel room. "Okay" The Danish woman whispered before hanging up.
"What the hell is going on?"
