TW: Crying, Being Forgotten, Sad Songs, Self Deprecation
Camilla POV:
May 12, my birthday. They forgot. Not that it matters! It's number 257, anyway. Not like it's a milestone like 300. I just, thought they would remember. Maybe they- No, who am I kidding? They forgot.
I closed my bedroom door, lied down on my bed, and rolled over onto my stomach.
They completely forgot.
I picked up my phone and looked at the time, 15:00.
My marching practice is at 18:00.
I should be good to have a mental breakdown.
I grabbed my headphones and put them on, plugging them into my phone. I played my sad songs playlist, letting tears run down my face. I closed my eyes, hoping I would fall asleep, or reboot, or anything, really.
I lie there, just crying, for what felt like forever. I looked at my phone, only 15:17.
[All Time Low; By: Jon Bellion]
I don't want the others to know That I'm at an all time low, low, low, low, low, low, low, low, low, low, low, low, low, low, low, low, low, low.
My broken, teary voice quietly muttered the words whilst crying.
"Lie, l-lie, I try to hide but now you know it, that I'm at an all time-"
I broke to tears, sobbing, hoping I could just reboot already.
Reboot, idiot! Go out! Just... die.
The next song came on: [Dead and Cold; By: SadBoyProlific]
I wish I was dead and cold-
I wish I was dead and-
I wish I was dead and cold-
I wish I was dead and-
Wake up every day and it just feels repetitive-
I was no longer able to get mouth the words, my sobs were too great. I cried and cried as long as I could remember. Different sad songs playing from my phone. I eventually looked at the time again, 16:48.
I should get ready.
I got up, turned my music off, and unplugged my head phones. I looked in the mirror.
Wow, you're a mess. An ugly mess.
I dried my tears with my sweatshirt sleeve, my mascara smeared all over my face.
Today keeps getting worse!
I went into my bathroom and washed off my messed up, smeared makeup.
"Cam!" Holiday ran into my room.
"What's up, Holls?"
"You told me to remind you at 4:50 about your marching practice."
"Thanks."
"No prob'!" Holiday ran back out to whatever she was doing, closing my room door.
I redid all of my makeup.
I looked at my phone; 17:36.
I quickly, yet carefully put my uniform on. I laced up my boots. I grabbed my phone and walked out to the living room.
"Hey, Camilla, you look nice." Adam, you say that all the time.
"Thanks. I have practice at 18:00."
"When's that?" Holiday never knows military time, of all things.
"Sorry, 6:00."
"I think it's cute when you call everything by military time."
"You think everything I do it cute, Adam."
"Well, of course I do..." Adam smirked. "You know you love me."
"I do." I rolled my eyes as he kissed me on the cheek.
"Camilla, can we talk?", he whispers in my ear.
"Okay."
We walked back to my room.
"What is it?"
He looks me directly in the eyes. "Were you crying?"
"What?"
"Were you-"
"I heard what you said."
"Were you, though?"
"Why?"
"You seem it."
"I'm fine, Adam. I need to head off to mainland for-"
"Cam!" Adam took my hands. "What's wrong?"
"Nothing. I'm fine."
"That's a flat out lie."
"I don't want to get worked up over this, Adam. I have to get to practice." I jerked away from him and walked back to the living room. "I'll see you guys later."
"Bye, Cam, have fun!"
"See ya, Cam!"
Adam POV:
I walked into the living room. "Guys, something's up with Cam."
"What do you mean?" Holiday looked at me, confused.
"She's acting strange. I could tell in her eyes that she had been crying, but she denied it." I sighed. "What do you think happened?"
"How am I supposed to know?"
Badger and I looked at Holiday with a 'because you're a girl' look on our faces.
"Woah, just because I'm a girl means that I know everything about every female out there? Seriously!"
Camilla POV:
"Hey, guys!"
"Hey, Cam! Happy birthday, by the way!"
"You-You remembered?"
Phoebe smiled. "Of course I did! 257, right?"
"Yeah."
"Something wrong?", she asks with concern.
"No, I was just not having the best day. You- Thank you, Phoebe."
"No problem! Now, let's get to practice!"
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Camilla POV:
"See ya next week, Phoebe!"
"Bye, Cam!"
"C'mon, Hovie!"
I rode Hovie back to Neverland. I jumped off and walked inside. "Hey, guys!"
"Hi, Cam!"
"Hello!"
"Hey, babe." Adam kissed me on the cheek. "How was practice?"
"Pretty good. I still don't understand why no one else want to do J-ROTC."
"I dunno, 'Milla."
"Wow, it's been a while since I've heard that one."
"Heard what?", he asks.
"'Milla."
"Oh, do you not like it?"
"No, it's okay, it's just been a while. Imma go change B-R-B." I went to my room, closed the door, and changed out of my uniform and into leggings and a sweatshirt. I walked back to the living room, grabbing my phone and headphones.
"Camilla, where are you going?", Adam asks, standing from his spot on the couch.
"I'm going to go take a walk.", I say, pointing toward the door.
"Wait up, I'll come."
"Adam, I can go on a walk alone."
He smirked. "I know, but I wanna come."
"Fine." No music, then.
Adam and I walked silently for a little while.
"So~?", Adam starts?
"Hm?", I hum back.
"Is something wrong?"
"Not really."
"Oh, okay, I just thought-"
I quickly snap back, "Well, you thought wrong."
"Sorry.", he mumbles.
We walked to the waterfall, listening to the water crash down.
"Camilla, please, tell me what's wrong. I know something's wrong with you. I want to help you."
"You don't want to know.", I mutter.
"Why not?"
"It doesn't matter." I took a shaky breath, I started to shake a little bit. My heart began speeding a little and overwhelming fear rushed over me. I stumbled and fell to the ground.
"You okay?" Adam held out his hand.
I grabbed Adam's hand and he helped me up. "I'm fine." You knew this would happen. Why? Why are you like this? "Adam, can I have some alone time?"
"Sure;" He sighs. "I'll be back at the house if you need anything."
"Okay, thanks."
I watched as Adam jogged back to the house.
I sat down on a rock and watched the water run and flow past, crashing down beneath. I felt a tear slide down my cheek, resting on my chin. I wiped it away.
Why? Why? I said I didn't care about birthdays, but I didn't want to be forgotten.
I tucked into a tight ball; a shaking, crying, exhausted, mess. My programmed breathing sped up, I was unable to get an easy breath.
An elephant nudged me. I looked up. "H-Hey, Orchid." I pet her on the nose.
I stood up using Orchid as a support. I jumped on her back and she brought me over to the house. I got off, thanked her, and walked inside with my head down.
"Hey, Cam!", someone called. Either Badger or Adam, I couldn't tell and being completely honest, I didn't care.
I hurried to my room and closed the door behind me.
Badger's voice, "Cam? You good?"
"Mhm." Go away, Badger.
"Camilla, what happened?", Adam asked.
Everyone forgot my birthday, except Phoebe. Even you, Adam, how could you? My boyfriend of all people.
"Cam.", everyone was outside my room now.
"Go away.", I muttered.
I slid down my door, sitting on the ground, letting tears endlessly fall down my face.
"Camilla, let us in.", Adam pleaded.
"Go away."
I heard a few people walk away, but someone was still there.
"What do you want?", I muttered.
"I want to make sure you're okay. What's wrong?", it was Holiday.
"Noth-Nothing."
"That's a lie, Cam. What happened?"
Holiday POV:
"Holiday, I-I told you, it's nothing."
"Then, why are you crying? Why have you been crying? Why have you been crying all day?"
"Holiday, I-I-"
"Just tell me, Cam."
"Today-to-today is my birthday. I-I know I said I didn't care, b-but I guess I do."
"What?" We forget her birthday. Her birthday!
"I-I said-"
"I know what you said, Cam." I paused a moment. "I'm so sorry."
"It's okay.", she mumbles back.
"It's not okay. Adam! Get over here!"
"What are gonna do to him?"
"Nothing.", I lie.
"What is it, Holiday?"
I slapped Adam so hard across the face, he looked like he wanted to scream in agony.
"WHAT WAS THAT FOR?!?!", Adam screeched.
"We forgot Cam's birthday!", I yelled back.
"Camilla, I'm so sorry." Adam sat down next to me on the floor. He leaned his head against the door. "Baby, can you forgive me?"
Cam was quiet, she wouldn't respond.
"Camilla, I'm-"
Cam cuts Adam off, "Don't call me Camilla."
"Cam, I'm really so-"
She does it again, "Shut up, Adam. I don't want your pity."
"It's not pity, it's love.", Adam replied, "We love you and care about you."
"Then, why-... why did you forget my birthday?"
"We didn't mean to... Why would we forget on purpose?"
"You-You wouldn't."
"Exactly. So, how about we go find a way to celebrate?"
"Okay."
"Yeah?"
"Yeah." Camilla opened her door, causing Adam and I to fall backwards. Camilla giggled a bit, wiping tears from her eyes. "I love you, guys."
Hope you loved that bit of Adilla! I know I did! BTW, Phoebe is one of Camilla's friends from JROTC(Junior Reserve Officers' Training Corps).
Credits To:
Gen Z Media Producers(Characters)
Jon Bellion(All Time Low)
SadBoyProlific(Dead and Cold)