'Good' Girl (5 Seconds of summer)

It's Not My Fault

Camiel's P.O.V

I close my locker shut and spin the lock so it's not set. I go to walk to my next class when I hear "Hey babe" from a familiar voice.

"Hey Mark," I say nervously. Mark has been acting weird lately and it's honestly scaring me. I'm starting to not trust him.

"You going to the Halloween party tonight?" He asks, lightly pushing me up against my locker. I hear people snicker at me as they walk past. Some even whisper the words "slut" or "slag".

"Um, no. I have a lot of studying to do," I say quietly.

"Oh, alright. Well your friend Ali is coming," he informs me.

"I'm not really friends with her anymore. I have to get to class. Bye," I turn away.

"Love you!" He calls as his friends walk up to him.

"Love you too!" I call back. I could've sworn I heard his friends call me a whore as I walked away, but I couldn't be sure.

I walk into class a few seconds before the bell rings. I take a seat at the very front and organise all my things

"Slut" someone fake coughs and looks at me.

Just then Lindsey walks in with her giggly posey and glares at me.

"How's the good girl that never gets caught? In more simpler terms, how's the drug addicted whore?" She sneers.

"Just stop," I mutter.

"Oh? What was that? Sorry I couldn't hear you over the sound of my friend sipping her coffee but don't get excited it doesn't have cocaine in it," She giggles and so do her friends. I sigh as they make their way to their seats.

Later that day I walk home and walk inside my house to see my furniture tipped over with the words "crack whore" "druggie" "total slut" "weed baby" and more written on the walls. I gasp and start to cry.

I run over to the jar full of cash and smash it open. I stuff the money in my pockets and walk out. If they want a drugged up whore, then they'll get one.

Ali's P.O.V

*1 week later*

I lay on my bed and read through my Facebook feed. Camiel hasn't been posting much and I've been worried about her. She hasn't been to school for a week and she never misses school. She wouldn't even if she was dying.

Is she dead?

My friends and I have been concerned ever since the incident about 6 months ago. Her entire story about her past was posted online by someone anonymous.

She grew up with a drug addicted mother and had to whore herself out at age 13 for the money for food. When she turned 14 it ended. Her mom passed away and she was sent to live in a foster home. All the kids in the home besides her had been adopted out so she took the old home and made it one for herself. She got an actual job bagging groceries at the store.

People only payed attention to the fact she was a prostitute for a year.

The only people who really knew about her life were her friends and her boyfriend. So, all her friends pushed her away and refused to talk to her for her accusing us of posting it. I still think it was Mark.

Mark isn't a good guy, anyone could tell you that. I wish she realised it to. I feel like Mark's done a lot of stuff in the past that if someone speaks of it they'll die or something. He scares me to say the least.

I just wish I knew if Camiel was alive or something.

All of a sudden I see a big crowd in front of us and I look over to my friends who were walking with me. They were as confused as I was.

We push to the front of the crowd to see a girl walking to school.

"Camiel?!"