Musically In Love

Chapter 9

*Camila*

No. This can't be happening? Why would the universe even allow this to happen?

I get off the kitchen stool and storm upstairs towards my bedroom and Dinah chases after me pleading with me to tell her what's going on.

I collapse onto my bed, face first and scream as loud as I can with my face buried into my pillow. Dinah follows me into my room and shuts the door behind her. She sits down on the bed next to me and  comfortingly places her hand on my leg.

D: "What's going on Wals?? What's gotten you so upset girl?.."

"She's gone" I say softly, muffled into the pillow.

D: "What's that? Can't hear you baby girl?"
She taps me on my leg to roll over and speak up.
I groan into the pillow and roll over onto my back. Staring blankly at the ceiling, I take a deep breath before I repeat myself.

C: "Shes gone Dinah. Lauren's gone."

D: "What? What do you mean she's gone??"

C: "I just texted her to meet up today and she said she's at the airport. She's going back to Miami today and I didn't know."

I throw my phone out of anger and it hits the floor with a loud thud. Dinah takes both my hands and pulls me up to a sitting position and takes my face in her hands.

D: "Listen babe, don't let this upset you okay?Ask her when she'll be back? Miami is only a 3 hour flight away, I'm sure she comes to New York to see her gran all the time? Okay? Text her now.."

Sigh.

C: "Okay.."

I get off the bed and pick up my phone off the floor. Clicking on the messages app, I begin to text Lauren to tell her that it really sucks that she's leaving and that I really wished I could have said goodbye. As the words leave my finger tips and appear on my screen, I'm reminded once more that I'll probably never see her again and my chest begins to feel heavy again. It's physically hurts. I don't know how one person can have such a huge effect on me.
What are you doing to me, Jauregui?

I delete the message, stand up, grab my keys and ask Dinah if she's coming or not before storming out of my room and downstairs to the front door.

D: "Where are you going, Camila??"
Dinah immediately rushes behind me and follows me out the front door to my car.

C: "I can't let her leave without saying goodbye, Dinah. I'm not going to. She's gotta know how I feel!"

I pull out of the driveway and hurriedly race towards the freeway to the airport.

D: "Okay, okay. Slow down babe, we'll make it!"

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*Lauren*

Right now, I don't think hot Vampires falling in love with each other will be enough to take my mind off Camila. Why isn't she texting back? I should have told her that I am going back to Miami today! I keep checking my phone and I ever so often have the sudden urge to push the 'call' button.. just to hear her voice, to make sure she's okay and to reassure myself that she doesn't hate me for leaving like this. 

*This is a call for all passengers flying to Miami, Florida. Flight 1052 is now boarding at gate 16. Flight 1052 is now boarding at gate 16.*

Sigh. I slip my phone in my pocket and rush towards gate 16. The lady at the gate checks my passport, scans my ticket and hands it back to me. For some reason, I stop and turn to look back for a couple of seconds before I walk through the gate towards the plane.

Well, so much for a window seat. I'm stuck sitting between a young mom with a crying baby and an old man who seems to think that my armrest is his armrest. Rolling my eyes, I reach into my pocket and pull out my earphones, plug them into my phone and into my ears before putting Spotify on shuffle.

I reach into my bag and pull out my new read.
Looks like it's just me and hot Vampires tonight.

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*Camila*

She's still here. I know she is! Dinah and I are sprinting towards departures, pushing everyone and everything that seems to get in our way aside. We finally reach the boarding gates and the huge screens above our heads have all the information we need. Catching my breath, my eyes search the board for 'Miami' but my heart is pounding too fast and my anxiety is skyrocketing through the roof and I almost immediately start to panic because I can't find it.

Dinah reaches for my hand and points up to the board. And that's when I see it. It's so clear that everything else around me becomes a complete blur...

"Flight 1052 to Miami, Florida- Departed."

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