Not Weak, Just Stronger

Chapter 52: She Looked Like You, But Love Is Blind

A/N: There are 2 flashbacks and it's a little lengthy. Reading it over, Camila has to be the most problematic person in the story. But I'm choosing to write about her struggle because it's a real thing and it hits close to home, and I've been noticing her exact problem a lot lately when I talk to certain people. Hope y'all enjoy it—those that didn't disappear.

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*FLASHBACK*

As expected, Lauren was working late nights again. This was the third day in a row and the green eyed girl just couldn't tear herself away from her work, not even if she wanted to. Lauren became sort of a workaholic and drowned herself in conference calls, emails, paperwork, visits to construction sites, having lunches with board members and a few selected employees, even trips out of country and state she was required to go on. She was no longer the nice boss her employees remembered her as when she had just started off as a Project Manager. Lauren was frightening and a force to be reckoned with. It was wise to not fuck around and to know your place, otherwise she'd eat you alive in front of others or fire you on the spot. There was a lot of change in the COO and it all happened after her personal trip to Italy.

Camila knew the reason and hated to see it. Sort of. She didn't mind that Lauren wasn't so nice and forgiving with others anymore but she did mind that Lauren would sometimes bring that kind of energy home. Them not being able to make love without Lauren going somewhere else entirely and leaving in the middle of it made Camila feel undesirable and insecure. Whenever Lauren would shut her out or yell, Camila didn't find it fun like she used to. It wasn't something she even wanted to allow or go through during that time. The lack of attention was getting to her as well even though she was aware that it was nothing personal. However, Camila was patient and super understanding, and it helped a lot to have Sabrina to keep her company.

It was 9:32pm and Cruz was upstairs locked in his room, María was having a long shower, and Camila was lying next to Sabrina in the private living room where everyone watched movies or PPV sports. They had set up a fort with the couch cushions, blankets and pillows, and covered the top with a black sheet. No one would come down anyway; there wasn't any need for the fort but Camila was the one to suggest it. She wanted some privacy with Sabrina for a reason and that's exactly what she got.

Amor ❤: I know and I'm sorry. I'm just not up for it right now. I'll be off soon. Tell Sabrina I said hello.

Camila: yep. will do.

Amor ❤: Love you.

Camila: *I* love you too.

Sighing deeply, Camila shut off her phone and tossed it away from her. Her thoughts were going a mile a minute and something in her snapped. She craved Lauren so badly, she missed the way things were before her fiancée had left to Italy. It felt like she was being starved of attention and affection and would die without it; she'd jump at the slightest amount if it came to her. That's when Camila realised she was stupid for getting so upset about Lauren and not realising Sabrina was right there and would give her those things without hesitation.

"I feel like trailers get me so hyped up to see a movie because I know it'd be good. But when it actually comes out, I never have the time or money to see it. And when I DO have the chance, I lose all interest and am convinced that the movie is not worth seeing," Sabrina rambled on, eyes glued to the screen and the remote in her hand as she scrolled through the options for the last ten minutes. "Do you have that problem too or is it just me?"

Camila didn't answer. She stared up at the black sheet above and thought of all the ways she could do something risky and get some excitement from Sabrina. To receive constant attention and affection wasn't enough, she needed more. When her eyes landed on Sabrina, who was looking at her now, she swooned at the mere sight of her and studied the all-too-perfect features on her face. Sabrina took Camila's breath away and clouded her mind with far too many thoughts both innocent and impure. Sabrina raised an eyebrow; apparently she had just finished asking Camila a question and was puzzled as to why the Latina was staring so hard for so long.