"It's not about who kissed who, Colby! The universe doesn't want us to be together." Cami began crying as she shouted into the open street. Colby stared back at her with tears welling in his blue eyes.
"But Cami, I love you." His voice was quiet bu...
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|November 04, 2017| Fucked Up Past
— C A M I
My phone rang loudly in my lap and I felt a pit in my stomach. This happened every time I got any sort of notification as I hoped and prayed Colby wouldn't be the name to appear on the screen. So far it hadn't, but I knew it would. He would wonder where I had been and I would have to make up an excuse that's better than me being cross faded on my couch for four straight days. If anyone asked about the events that occurred post Halloween party, I wouldn't be able to get an answer. To my knowledge not much happened but there were also many things that I couldn't remember.
An email appeared on my screen from Amanda Downy and I smiled, knowing exactly what the contents of the message held. I quickly clicked the link that appeared and plugged the auxiliary cord into my phone. After a few moments my voice, cut and edited carried through the speakers. Today was the day that I recorded my first ever song in a professional studio, along with a few others I had written before. My EP would be out within a few weeks, but my friends had only heard Deserve. I wanted to surprise them. Amanda had suggested I start a YouTube channel as a way of trying to introduce myself into the entertainment industry, and I uploaded that video this morning as well. Due to knowing the whole Trap House, I already had a good amount of attention.
"Is this it?" Adrianna squealed next to me. The first genuine smile I've had in days stretched across my face. I knew that Cooper and Adrianna were tired of my over dramatic moping but they stuck around anyway, and I was glad. Emotions were never something I dealt well with. I didn't know how.
"Do you remember the way that I met you? I wouldn't trade it for any other thing," I sang along to the words of the song. My song. Adrianna sang along to the words she knew while bobbing and swaying her head along to the beat. Cooper sat smiling in the backseat. I instinctively tightened my grip on the steering wheel as we passed the turn onto the Trap House's street. It was on the way to my apartment, and it happened every time.
No matter how hard I tried to push Colby out of my mind he always came crawling right back him. Something would remind me of him or a familiar scent would hit my nose. I would accidentally grab one of his hoodies he left at my apartment without realizing whose it was until his cologne filled my nose. The avoiding part was going well. I hadn't seen or heard from him since the party. Apparently he had been looking for me after I left and texted Adrianna. She told him I left sick. He offered to come by and bring me anything but she told him that I don't like being around people when I'm sick, which isn't a lie.
