"That was Y/n" I pushed Pete as the car drove off with her "let go" I fought against him.
"It wasn't Camila" I stopped and he let me go.
"You literally saw her" he shook his head while rubbing his fingers through his hair.
"That could just be someone who looks like her Mila, I'm not letting you go back to the way you were three months ago".
"But Pete" I looked to the bench where she was sitting at and let my head fall a little "maybe it wasn't her".
He wrapped his arm around my shoulders "come let's bring you home".
Ever since that night I've never been the same.
"Y/n" I called out running through the forest "fuck" I said to myself before continuing to run in search of her.
"Oh my god" I saw a lot of blood on a rock. I touched it to see that it was still warm. I couldn't help the tears that were falling from my eyes.
"She's gone".
Pete found me a day later at the front of the house, I tried to wait to see if they would come back. I hoped I'd see Y/n pull in with her car and tell me that I'm crazy for thinking that Ariana would've been capable of anything I know she'd done. I hoped that Blake would come up right behind her saying she mixed up the files, she spelt Ariana's name wrong, but none of that happened.
"Christ Camila" he picked me up and brought me to his car "who's blood is that, what happened" he said in panic.
"She got Y/n" was all I said before he started to cry. All I did while he was crying was sit there feeling numb.
We went to the police, but they were useless.
I went to counselling to get better but everything I was saying just felt like a lie, I felt like no one believed me, I felt like I was living a lie.
"Hey Mila can you bring out the wine" Nina poked her head into the kitchen that I was standing in reminiscing on everything.
"Sure" I grabbed a few bottles and brought them out to our group of friends. It didn't feel right without Blake and Y/n. Nothing really did.
Every event like this that I went to was always the same. I would sit there but not be there. Life kind of just felt like this to me.
I walked into my apartment building, I collected my mail and walked up the stairs. I nearly made it to the top when I stopped by the one apartment that had screaming coming from it, I paid it no mind and continued to my home.
I looked at my rent notice about it being late and threw it on the ground, I picked up my own wine and looked at the photo album I had of when we were all just friends, me, Blake, Nina and Pete. I noticed that I done this every night before the wine I was drinking made me fall asleep and if I didn't drink, I only dreamt of Y/n and Blake.
If only I could go back to when I first met Ariana.
"Everyone, this is Ariana" I looked at how happy Y/n looked in that moment, of only she knew what was to come.
If only we all did I thought as I took a sip of my wine.
The screaming from that apartment got louder because I was just above them. I furrowed my eyebrows trying to make out what was being said.
It all just seemed so muffled until I heard something that make my eyes shoot open.
"No baby" the person spat "I won't be going to the fucking doctor".
I touched my head "it couldn't be" I listened to the two fighting more but not being able to make out what they were saying. "That can't be Y/n, no, it couldn't" I furrowed my eyebrows.
I heard a loud bang and that made me shoot up from my couch and launch for my door, I ran downstairs to the apartment banging on the door multiple times.
I banged repeatedly since no one was answering so I done what I could only do.
I started to kick the door but it didn't budge, I kicked it and kicked it until it flew open for me to see what I thought would only make me crazy.
"Y/n" I said making the person look to me to prove that it was in fact Y/n.
She furrowed her eyebrows at me.
"Camila".
