The Wake Up Calls (Camren)

Chapter 7-

Camila-

As I was leaving the bus to desperately get away from that conversation I was confronted with just seconds ago, I bumped into someone.

I stumbled almost falling over the girl standing against me. I looked up at her face...

Demi?

"Woah! Woah slow down!" She grabbed my shoulders and held me in front of her. "What's going on?" She looked up at Ally standing in the doorway accompanied by Hailee.

The girl's didn't answer her, leaving a sharp silence.

She looked back into my eyes.

I hate confrontation. I know Lauren and the girls are worried about me but...I just...don't want to put them through my mess. Not again, after the whole Austin controversy when we broke up. The girl's didn't ever find out why we broke up.

He held my hand's in his palms staring straight into my eyes. I didn't know how to say this to him.
"Austin...I'm sorry we...need to break up."
He let my hands drop to my sides.
"What? What are you talking about?!" He raised his voice.
"Look, Austin...I can't string you along when I'm in love with someone else." Tears began to well up in my eye's.
"So what you just use me for publicity then just like that we're done?!"
"No I didn't use you for publicity! Why would you think that?!"
He turned and walked away leaving me standing alone.
"Don't talk to me again!" With that he was gone.

I was a wreck for months after that night. The girl's didn't know why I had been so sad and tried to comfort me, but I didn't want to tell them why we broke up because...I was in love with Lauren. I think I'm still in love with her but...I can't put her through my pain.

"Come with me." Demi took hold of my right hand and pulled me with her without giving me a chance to argue and make up an excuse.

I followed her into the stadium and down the wide corridors to her dressing room which was way bigger than Fifth Harmony's.

"Sit." She motioned to the couch along the side wall.

"I'm fine standing." I shook my head. She raised her eyebrows and looked over at the couch.

"I guess i'm sitting then." I took a seat and Demi walkes over slowly. My eye's suddenly dropped to the floor.

I felt the couch pillow move as Demi sat next to me putting her hand on my knee.

"Are you ready to talk?" She rubbed her hand on my knee.

"I...I can't." She slid closer to me on the lounge.

Demi has been through a lot. She basically reinvented herself and developed a great coping mechanism within herself.

She has always listened to us girls when we were nervous before our performances or just needed someone to talk to.

But this was different. It was bigger than all of those insecurities and the nitty gritty stuff.

This was life threatening.

It wasn't that I didn't trust Demi with this, it was more that I just wasn't sure if I was ready to tell any more people.

Why did it happen to me! I just...don't understand! My life was just fantastic I was living the dream! Maybe this was happening because of all the mistakes I've made, karma!

"Listen. You can tell me. I just want to help you."

"You can't." I looked down at my hands sitting in my lap.

"Whatever it is..." I cut her off. I couldn't handle this anymore.

"YOU CAN'T HELP ME! JUST STAY OUT OF MY BUSINESS!" It's just I'm so sick of this! I hadn't even told everyone yet and they were already treating me differently.

Demi-

She just kind of lost it. Standing up in a fuss she started pacing the room. She was adjitated and shaking uncontrollably. Her face went more pale then it was seconds ago. I noticed a few large bruise on her arm in the same place.

"Camila? What's those bruises on your arm?" I grabbed her arm tightly and turned it over to see a bruise along the vein in her arm.

I had seen this before...

Her jittery body, her missing presence throughout the last few days, and not to mention her changing behaviour.

I know the signs.

My family know too, because I was an addict.

"Camila are you using drugs?" I grabbed her other arm and inspected along her veins...

More bruises.