Low Income Affection | S.M & C.C

Thought You'd Care

Camila's POV

It's been a week since Shawn and I's visit to my parents and Shawn and I have rarely seen each other. I thought nothing of it as his job was time consuming and I've had many assessments to study for and work hours that I needed to fulfil. We were lucky to even call each other for more than twenty minutes. When I was off work, he just got to work, when I'm in class, he's got the time off. Our schedules weren't aligning as much as they used to. I understood why we spent time apart as it wasn't something we could control but that didn't mean that it didn't bother me in the slightest.

I had just made it back home from yet another day at work. Luckily for me, I had gotten a raise and a promotion. I was now an archivist which I knew I would excel at. It didn't seem to be much because it was a library but it meant the world to me. My grades were amazing and work was just getting better. Things were finally looking up and I knew that Shawn would be ecstatic for me once I told him.

I let the phone ring a few times before he finally picked up. I didn't expect him to pick up at all but he did and I was grateful for that.

"Shawn?"

"What is it, Camila?" He sighed, "I'm busy." 

He seemed to be annoyed tonight and I wasn't sure if now was a good time. I knew that more often than not the hospital was hectic meaning that Shawn was running all over the place so I figured he assumed something was really wrong and that's why he picked up.

"Oh, okay," I fell onto my couch, "I'll just tell you later-"

"No! Can you just tell me now? You already called." His tone was harsh and if I didn't know any better, he was angry with me. Then, I assumed that I was jumping to conclusions, so I pushed the thought aside.

I sighed, shutting my eyes tightly, "I was just going to tell you that I got a huge promotion today-"

"That's it?" He asked, clearly not as happy about it as I was.

I was taken aback by his words. I thought for sure that he'd be happy for me and knowing Shawn, he would've probably been happier than I was.

"Y-yeah," I swallowed back the tears that at the time seemed unnecessary to have, "it's a big deal."

I heard him sigh on the other line, "Camila, I have more important things to deal with because some people have to actually work...I thought this was important."

My heart completely broke upon hearing his words. He's never been so harsh and so blatant with me. It was something I've never seen or heard from him before. At this point, I knew that I wasn't overthinking it. He was most definitely annoyed or angry with me. Then it hit me. I did work. He had no right to tell me that some people had to actually work because I worked my ass off, hence the promotion.

"What the fuck?" I stood to my feet and began to pace around my living room, "sorry that I don't make as much money as you and I don't work as long...I work my fucking ass off and you think you can say that to me?"

I was just beginning to feel good about myself and what I did. For once, I didn't worry about the amount of money that was in my bank account because things were finally getting better and I was sure that he'd be proud of me.

"Camila-"

"You thought this was important? It was important. I was finally feeling good about myself and I thought surely, you'd care. Surely, my own boyfriend would be happy for me."  

"Can we just talk about this later?"

"No," I scrubbed my face with my hand out of exhaustion and anger, "I don't want to talk to you later."

"Don't be like that."

"Me? I was having a great night until I spoke to you." I mumbled, "god, I thought you'd care." A tear fell from my eye, "have a good shift."

"Cam-"

Before I could listen to anymore of his remarks, I ended the call and sobbed into a pillow.

How could things possibly go so wrong? Just last week we were doing amazing and we were on top of the world. Now, he was cold and distant and rude.

A/n

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