Bad Reputation (Camila/You)

Chapter 19

Narrator's POV

"They're honestly so pathetic."

"Eww, fucking disgusting."

"Why would someone ever even want that slut? I bet she's only with her for her money."

"I never thought she'd be gay though-- Wait, never mind. She probably realized that none of the guys would want someone that's been passed around like that, so she just has to switch lanes--"

Y/N slammed her phone down on the table, silencing all the whispers around her all at once. She glanced around at people around her in the cafeteria and saw them already staring right back at her with wide eyes. 'Couldn't these fuckers make it even more obvious that they're talking about her and Camila?' she thought to herself.

It was lunch break. And she tried. She really tried. She tried so fucking hard to block out all her peers talking behind her back, and well, quite in front of her too, right now. But it was just becoming too much to bear. She couldn't give less of a fuck that people are assuming she got close to Camila for her money, she's going to graduate in a couple of weeks either way, so it's whatever what these people thought of her. But what they're talking about of Camila was really striking a nerve with her. 

She glanced over to the said-brunette and saw that she was pretty much the only one who wasn't looking at her. The girl was just so focused on her lunch and trying to pretend nothing was happening around her. Her heart was breaking solely at the sight of that.

"I'd appreciate it if you guys are going to shut the fuck up about stuff that isn't your business," Y/N called out loudly for everyone to hear.

"And we should listen to you because?"

"Who the fuck do you think you are?"

"Oh, so just because you found yourself a sugar mama, you think you can rule over everyone now?"

"You're being a fucking joke right now."

The Y/E/C-eyed girl balled up her fist and abruptly stood up from her seat. There were so many people speaking to her now that she doesn't even know who to turn to. "It is my life. Why would you even care how I'm living my own fucking life? Are you guys really that bored?"

"Your little girlfriend hasn't even peeped a word yet, why are you getting your panties in a twist?"

"Hey, Cabello. Is this bothering you?" one of the guys that were sitting near Camila's table asked. He didn't get any response from the girl though as she just continued to eat her lunch quietly. The guy obviously didn't like being ignored and forcefully kicked the bench Camila was sitting on to get a reaction out of her.

Camila stumbled a bit and almost fell off the bench but she quickly regained herself and continued to block everything else out. Y/N, on the contrary, decided to react to that. She stormed over to the guy and gave him a rough shove. "Leave her alone."

The guy stood up too and hovered over the Y/E/C-eyed girl since he's way taller. "And what you gonna do if I don't?" he challenged, cocking up an eyebrow.

Y/N gladly took that challenge and was so ready to throw a punch at this smug stupid stud in front of her, but... her fist quickly got blocked by a much smaller hand. She didn't even know Camila has been paying any attention to what was happening but uh, she clearly did.

The brunette let go of her wrist again and turned to look at all the people that are crowded around them. She took a deep breath to sorta mentally prepare herself for this. "Listen everyone. Y/N and I aren't dating. Yes, I kissed her in the cafeteria that day, but it was all just one-sided. Her kissing me back was just to spare my embarrassment. So I hope that answered all of your questions. Now you guys can leave her alone again," Camila said loudly in the middle of the cafeteria. Her heart has never beaten so fucking hard before, she could only hope her voice didn't betray how scared and hurt she was on the inside.