Can't Be Tamed (Camren)

Chapter 10

Camila's hand gripped her hip tighter in her sleep, making her wince in pain. God fucking damn. She just couldn't escape this. She was meant to be happy now. She was meant to be happy that Camila liked her and she liked Camila and they were cuddling and they had mac and cheese for supper that night and it was really good but she couldn't. It just wasn't working. It was so frustrating, as well. The more she thought about, it the more she worked herself up. Everything was going right but she didn't feel like it was.

Her hips still burned from the lines that she made there when she let Camila get hit by the hockey ball. Her palms still stung from the crescents that she made there when she blurted the wrong answer out in psychology. Her thigh was still discoloured from the bruise she gave herself there when her mother called again.

She was sick. She was twisted.

And she couldn't stop.

She unwrapped herself from Camila and padded into the bathroom down the corridor. She couldn't go on a run because they actually set alarms on the ground floor between eleven at night and quarter past six in the morning. Maybe a windowsill would work or something. She opened the largest window with a small ledge outside in case she was stupid enough to fall.

Great. It was raining.

She couldn't sit on a window ledge and look at the stars with a dreamy look on her face like every depressed person in movies could. Damn. That really ruined her night.

Her phone vibrated in her hand.

Tay:
Mom told me not to text you but I miss you and so does Chris. I'm sorry we're falling apart.

She looked at her phone for a minute, contemplating whether or not to reply. She decided against it. She was best at running away from her problems after all.

It then occurred to her that she was standing in the middle of the hallway and she was freezing and she didn't want to talk about anything and she really wanted Camila. Turning back in the direction of her dorm, she tried her hardest to slip back into her bed and into her roommate's arms but ultimately ended up waking her up.

"Lo?"

"Sorry. I have to stop doing this."

"You okay?"

"I can't sleep."

"Then I'll stay up with you." She said it so lightly that Lauren barely heard it.

"You'll what? Don't be dumb." Lauren scoffed, hiding the fact that knowing Camila would do that for her was making her heart race.

"You know, when I was younger, I never used to eat foods mixed together."

"Huh?"

"I'm telling you a story. Shh. So, I hated it, right? And I was sitting at a lunch table with my friend and a boy I really liked, and she dared me to eat a bunch of my food mixed up. Like, my drink and pudding and everything, yeah? And I did it because I didn't want to seem like a wimp in front of the boy I liked, and guess what happened."

"You threw up?"

"All over the lunch table. Literally all over it." She was interrupted by Lauren laughing rather loudly, the sound bouncing through the room. "Shh, Lauren, you're gonna wake up the whole house." Her laugh was infectious, though, and before Camila knew it, she was laughing too.

They suddenly stopped, however, when Normani's roommate came in with an expression that could only be described as pure irritation.

"Do you idiots know what time it is?"