Camila's POV
Fuck, it hurt. It hurt so, so much.
As much as I tried to hold it in, the pain came out like an uproar from my seeled throat in the form of a silent scream. The beads of water started falling down one after another, without a sign of stopping. I tried to get rid of all of my boiling fury with as much violence as I could manage. I hit the wall and tried to scream, but my voice was melted by the sound of the filled room, the desperate voice of my friends begging me to stop. The muffled sobs wracked against my chest. The world turned into a blur, and so did all the sounds. The taste. The smell. Everything was gone. The last painful emotion slammed against me before I lost the feeling of feeling. Everything darkened into nothingness as she passed into the oblivion of emptiness.
I felt nothing without her.
My eyes were burning and my chest felt heavy as if it were filled with lead. I could no longer see clearly. All I knew was that she was gone, out of my life for possibly forever.
I fist my robe with all my strength, my jaw set in anger as I push past the taller frame of Dinah, trying my best to keep myself together. I didn't want to cry anymore, but it was becoming too hard.
"Stop that!" Dinah sniffs, wiping her own eyes in exhaust as I continue to punch and kick the strong wall, feeling my skin ache but not wanting to stop.
I couldn't relent. They took Lauren away from me and it hurt too much for me to admit it. It was like I was feeling sharp needles plunge slowly, one by one, into my inner organ. It was torture to have the girl away from me and the only thing I wanted to do now was cry until I was empty of tears.
"Enough!"
I feel my eyes sting with warm tears as I turn to look at that stupid old man, who had taken her away from me without the consent of her love. I give him my most hated glare, wanting nothing more than to hurt him for what he's done.
His eyes show regret, but his features show nothing else but dissaproval, "You need to understand this is for your own safety.."
With my eyes narrowed into angered slits, I fist my hands to my sides, feeling that sudden pang again inside my chest, along with that tightened feeling inside my throat as I stuggle to keep my tears away.
"You don't know what's best for me, you stupid, old man!" I yell at him, feeling Dinahs gentle squeeze tighten as soon as the words escape my lips, her eyes wide with tears of her own. Dumbledores eyes look down at the wand resting over his desk, pain now visible over his features.
He knew I didn't mean any of it, but my whole body ached with pain physically and most of all, emotionally. It was the most horrible feeling in the world, if you asked me. It was crucial and extremely unbearable...I just couldn't help but take it out on others.
I needed her with me.
Once that first tear broke free from the locked chambers of my own dark eyes, the rest followed in an unbroken stream. I bent forward, the pain taking the best of me, where I sat over the dirty floor on all fours, pressing my palms to the mat. I began to cry with the force of a person vomiting on all fours, my body shaking and quivering in emptiness.
"It hurts," I swallow a whimper, my cheeks stained with my own warm, salty tears. "It hurts so much!"
"Camila," The bearded old man sighs, rubbing his temples slightly as I continue to cry over a certain green eyed girl. "It hurts because you're feeling what she's feeling. You feel what Lauren is feeling, you think what she's thinking, and it's the same the other way around."
"I miss her either fucking way!" I hold back a sob, pulling my knees into my chest closer as I rock back towards the wall, wanting nothing more than to curl into a ball and die on the spot. "What! You think it's easy for me? You think that just because she's hurting about one thing, I am too? No, you don't know! I miss her and it's because I miss her, not because we can feel the same thing!"
Was he questioning my love for this girl just because of what we were cursed with? As far as I knew, whatever we had was because of the man we saw in the forest, who I still don't know of.
I squeeze my eyes shut when I feel my temples throb, the pain equally as painful as that of the forest encounter, my heart hammering quickly and my hands beginning to shake. That familiar feeling of nausea and fatigue was beginning to consume me again and this time a bit more stronger.
It was the third time again.
"He's doing it again!" I finally let out a small sob, having enough of this man's torture and happiness over my pain. It was the third time he took over my thoughts, whispering vile and spine chilling things into my ear.
I let out a loud whimper as I hear his low and teasing voice again, my gut churning in disgust as I clutch onto the mat beneath me. I could feel him touch me, but I knew he wasn't here.
I feed over your pain, young one. I will continue to haunt you everyday for the rest of your pitiful life...until I return for what's mine...
I let out another ear piercing scream, feeling yet again another sharp feeling jab into the skin of my wrist, where the dark mark had taken over my now black ink skin permanently. My skin was flaming hot and I could feel this painful jab throughout every single joint inside my body, as if he were to be twisting them into every other direction.
"Do something!" I hear one of the girls yell helplessly as I glue my eyes shut in pain, my body writhing in pain over the mat with continuous yells of pleading for help. "Help her!"
The vein in the front of neck is almost pulsing to the point where I can feel it thicken and grow into an abnormal size. I let out a sharp and loud gasp as my body finally relaxes, the pain subsiding with a sharp crack. I hold onto my wrist, looking down to see the words he carved over my skin imprinted in my own blood.
No longer just a mu--
There were other letters missing as well, and I was starting to believe he wouldn't stop until he finished the sentence on my arm. Maybe he was doing this to Lauren as well, I think.
After all, I could heat faint screams of pain inside my head in the middle of it all, besides my own. Theyre feminine and high pitched to the point where I can't help but think it's Lauren. But, then again, who else could it be?
"This is the third time." Ally looks up at the old man, who paces around the room in thought to what it could be, most probably. The girl takes me my hand on hers, wrapping an arm around my shoulder as I try and regain my breath.
I look up at him as well, wanting him to tell me what was wrong with me. I was becoming scared for my life and all I wanted was to know if I was going to live...or if I was ever going to see Lauren again.
But all the wise man does is pace around the room, murmuring things under his breath with a hand under his chin. I call for the old man, trying to at least get him to expalin,
"Professor.." I mumble weakly. The man continous to worriedly flip through books, murmuring things like charms and spells that could heal me.
"Professor," I call louder, feeling my throat burn with dryness.
The man mumbles, "Maybe if I call Snape over..." He pulls his wand out and takes a shaky sigh, rubbing his temples worriedly.
"Look at me!" I yell at the top of my lungs, the room going dead silent as soon as he spins around to meet my teary brown ones. I grip on my chest, breathing heavily. "What's happening to me?"
The old man stares at me like he's seen Cerberus itself, gripping onto the desk behind him as I continue to glare at him. The powerful wizard takes a sharp intake of breath and sighs softly after, "Camila, you need to understand--"
"Understand what?" I impatiently tap my fingers over the floor, raising an eyebrow in wonder. "What is it that poor fucking Camila doesn't understand? You don't understand, Albus! Something is doing this to Lauren and I, and the farther away from her I am, the worst this gets!"
"I know," He lets out quietly, looking down at his hands, his dark eyes flickering down towards his administration badge. "I know one way you'll be safe, but I don't think I can go through it."
"What?" Dinah gaps, "Don't you want to help her? Whatever it is you have in mind you need to do it quickly, now. Before something really bad does happen."
I look the man dead in the eyes, my eyes still fresh with tears as I grip onto my bleeding arm. I wanted nothing more then to know what was wrong with me...but it was like he didn't want me to know a single thing about what was happening.
"Please, professor." Ally pleads quietly, her soft dough eyes looking scared. "Please help her..."
I had never seen professor Dumbledore like this. He looked like he would lash out on someone any second now, he looked angered, frustrated, hopeless, and he didn't want a single thing to do with helping me as of now. The powerful, old mans voice loudness as he looks me in the eye, "I just can't! I can't have you near that girl anymore! She'll only hurt you, again!"
I feel my heart contract at being yelled at, my emotions dangling over a cliff as I swallow back tears, wanting to scream and punch everything and anything will all I could. I had enough of his stupid nonsense. I was dying and I needed help.
At least with dying, I could be next to Lauren. All happy and comforted.
I yank my arm out of Ally's grip, scrambling onto my feet as I feel the water break through my wall, spilling down my cheeks like a violent water bank flowing down quickly towards freedom. I didn't want them to see me cry anymore. I just didn't.
I push past everyone else in the main hall as I manage to escape their screams for my name, not bothering to acknowledge any of the weird stares I was getting. With trembling legs, I run down the steps, weakly clutching onto the railing to keep from falling. Some kids offered help on the way, concerned about the blood I was losing but I didn't care about any of that at the moment.
Finally, as if the heavens had opened up for me, I spot the third floor door with no other student in sight to witness my entrance. I skip two stairs at a time, letting out shaky breaths as my legs almost buckle underneath me. I finally let go off the dirty railings, balancing my wobbly legs over the cement floor, slowly walking over to the door, in prayers of it being unlocked.
I stand in front of it and loudly curse, my eyes glued onto the secured, locked door in front of me. My stomach fluttering crazily at the thought of the raven haired girl behind this very cursed door. What the fuck was I supposed to do now, kick it open?
What was even the stupid spell to open it, anyways? Something along the lines of....
Alohomora?
I curse under my breath again and lean against the wall, hoping and praying Lauren could hear my thoughts and open the bloody door herself. I take a side glance at the door, sucking my teeth gently, but--
Woah.
I take a double take as soon as my eyes take a good look at the door...now suddenly, unlocked? I look around and notice that I was indeed alone, so I wasn't going crazy. I shake my head and push the thought away, letting out a low laugh as I hook my fingers over the lock, feeling my heartbeat increase in rate again.
Finally.
With one last glance around, I pull the door behind me and lock it back into place. As soon as I'm met with the familiar passage way, I don't hesitate on running towards the door at a fast pace, ignoring the aching sensation throbbing in my calves. I let out a shaky breath as I fall over the door, the fresh cut sending a trail of blood down my elbow as I shakily and almost violently grab the door knob, sending the wooden door smashing all the way back until it's fully opened.
I fall forward onto my knees and immediately look up, finally letting the tears spill down my cheek as soon as I catch the sight of the girl that took my love. I feel my heart drop as her red and puffy red eyes meet mine,
"Camila," She croaks, a surprised and weak gasp erupting from the green eyed girl as her hooded eyes meet mine. I crawl over to her, where she cried over her knees, rosy cheeks wet with tears and arm also as bloody and as marked as my own. As soon as I wrap my arms around her neck, I take in a sharp intake of breath, falling in love with the scent of her all over again.
I felt relieved tears run down my cheeks slowly as I pull away, surprised to feel a sudden peaceful sensation wash over me like warm water being spilled over cool skin. It was like finding the last and most important missing piece of a difficult puzzle.
Everything felt back into place and I couldn't help but smile for the first time in days at the feeling of home in her arms.
"I'm so sorry, C-camz." She sobs silently against my neck, squeezing onto me tightly as I hold onto her. I could have winced at the tightness of her grip, but as long as she felt better it didn't matter. I could feel her shaking and trembling body slowly come into a peaceful position until all I hear is her steady heart beat and shaky breathing.
I smile into her shoulder, ignoring the trail of blood drying onto my skin into and sticky and itchy mess. I pull away slowly and I almost lose my smile at the look on her face, her smile fighting through the pain in her eyes.
"It's okay, Laur."
I meet her green eyes, my eyes never breaking contact as I slowly let go of her smooth skin, feeling my stomach flutter at the look in her eyes. She was just too beautiful to take in, it sometimes was too much for me.
"No, it's not." The older girl sniffs, her eyes wide and fearing as she shakes her head quickly, slowly backing up. "I-I did this to you. Y-you should be--Camila, why are you here?"
I frown, "I don't care what you've done to me, whatever that means." Of course I didn't know what the girl meant but I knew that whatever it was, I could get through with her. "I just came down to see you. It hurt so bad not to..."
The greenish blue in her eyes sparkle a bright crystal color, the glint of happy in her eyes obvious as I place my hand over her trembling right one. The girl let's out a frustrated whimper and the grin on my face slowly dissappears, no longer content but more confused now.
"What's wrong?" I ask quietly.
"Y-you can't be here," She stutters quietly, slowly getting up and backing up from me like I was her biggest fear. The girl looked sincerely scared and it worries me, "I'll h-hurt you again! Please, I can't hurt you anymore. Camz, please leave babe."
"Lauren," My voice cracks, ignoring the pang inside my chest at her words. "You won't hurt me. Whatever you're talking about now is the past, okay? I forgive you..."
The girl shakes her head, fisting her hair as she continuous to back away, her back finally making contact with the dirty white walls. "You'll never forgive me when you find out. I know you won't."
The shaky tone of her voice is what scares me, slightly uneasy as I think about her response. What could she have done to hurt me? After all, I've only know here for almost two months. Plus, all she's done is made me happy. I was really confused.
"Please," She pleads, clutching onto her chest with a wincing expression. I bite my lip to keep from crying out when I feel a strong pang hit my chest suddenly, contracting my heart and thinning the tunnel of throat as if I were to cry. It really hurt and I can't help but whimper, "Ow,"
"I-I'm sorry." She repeats a few times, slowly reaching out to cup my cheek, as her face softens. My eyes flicker to meet her hand and when she realizes what she's doing, she quickly pulls away, shaking her head quickly. "No, I can't. Camila, leave!"
My hands fall over my thighs as I watch the girl continue to back away, finding herself across the large room as she stares at me. She looked scared and her eyes were begging my to leave. It was starting to really scare me at this point.
What the hell had she done to me that she was too scared to admit?
"Camila?"
I scramble off my knees, backing away from the voice calling my name, fearing it would be something to hurt me. I swallow hard as a tall shadow creeps over the door frame, my hands clutching to Lauren's bed sheet.
I let out a relieved sigh as I spot Dinah walk in worriedly, looking relieved as well to see Lauren and I together. My eyes flicker over to her every move, her eyes soft and voice quiet, "It's okay, it's just me chanch."
"Dinah," I nod, wiping the sweat off of my brow with my sweaty hand, slowly peeling my hand off of the cold sheet. I peek in between the door frame and her shoulder and I wonder, "W-where are the girls and Dumbledore..?"
The girl carefully sits in front of me, ctossing both her legs with her hand places tightly over her knees. Her eyes stare into mine with something I can't seem to read, "...H-how do you feel?"
I frown, "Not so good as you can see."
Dinah takes a small glance at my arm and winces, looking down momentarily with a shaky sigh as she responds, "Yeah, I-I can see that..I meant what exactly do you feel?"
I ponder at the question, fearing to answer truthfully and frighten her. I knew exactly what I felt but it was hard to explain, too. I try to come up with a reasonable answer, answering quietly, "Physically? It feels like my body can no longer function. It's like that feeling of waking up in the morning and feeling weak and dizzy when you stand up too quickly. It's like someone is slowly carving the tip of a knife deep into my skin...except it's all over my body. A-and, it can only calm down when I'm with..." I trail off as I glance at Lauren, who stares intently at me with wide eyes. "With Lauren."
Dinah winces as soon as I finish, eyeing the girl with all pitiful frown. The girl sighs and runs her hand over her hair, the other reaching over to massage her to temple. "I was scared you'd say that.."
I swallow hard, "Why?"
"N-nothing," She stutters, "What else do you feel? Emotionally..."
I bite my lip, letting out a deep breath I hadn't known I'd been holding in during her weird gaze. I let out a shaky sigh and look up at her again from my gaze on my trembling hand, swallowing hard for a clear response, "I don't know where to start...It's honestly worst than any emotional pain and it's the most painful thing I've ever felt. It's like my heart is literally breaking into two pieces and I've completely run out of oxygen. Throughout all this time, all I can think about it crying and if I let the tears go the I don't think I'll be able to stop.."
Dinah studies me carefully, her eyes glassy and hands tucked awkwardly inside her robe. Her voice is honest and upset, I can tell. "I-I'm so sorry, Mila. I wish I could help you, but...only Lauren can."
I nod, "She doesn't want me anywhere near her and she keeps warning me about hurting me, and that she doesn't want to. I'm starting to believe she really does need some space and time away from me."
Dinah frowns, "I don't think so..."
I rub my eyes and sigh softly, shaking my head. "I have to. Otherwise, she'll hate me and I don't want to hurt her because then I'll feel it, and then--and then, I'll never be able to leave her side."
"Well, maybe it should be that way." Dinah's eyes begin to water, cracking her fingers like she did when she was nervous or afraid.
"Why?" I furrow my eyebrows,
"Because,"
I let out a sharp gasp as Dinah looks up at me apologetically, glancing up at the Professor Dumbledore who walks in with three men at his sides, all four men stoned face and attired in intimidating looks. I back away from the cold faced men and take a small glance at Albus, who doesn't want to meet my eyes, it seems. They all seemed to be wearing long dark robes with matching hats that almost made them look like angry clowns. They were all looking back at me with suspicion and disgust,
"Camila Cabello?" The tallest one of all three takes a step forward, snapping his slim, bony fingers with a sharp frown, a long and old script taking over the emptiness of his hand. "I here by bring you the transfer script signed by the wizarding hall community, along with staff and administration, including Albus Dumbledore...stating that you are here by expelled from Hogwarts, school of witchcraft and wizard--
"Expelled?" Dinah almost yells, looking up at the man with an angry scowl. "How on bloody earth--"
"Allow me to finish," The wise man interrupts her, earning a grimace from the Polynesian. "With the exception of remaining on school grounds, at the specific premises given for you at all times until the headmaster of the establishment agrees upon. With all of that signed and confirmed, you will not be able to make any contact with any of the students attending at this establishment or any professors, until permitted by the headmaster. Until then, you will remain in the third floor hidden corridor with the infamous Lauren Michelle Jauregui to keep any dark magic from disturbing the peace."
The room goes dead silent and I decide on staring back at my hands, not wanting to see the hurt expression on my best friends face, and not wanting to see the anger on Lauren's face, either. I swallow hard and begin to wonder why the news didn't really have a reaction from me at all. I didn't know what to think of at all. I wasn't angry, upset, or hurt...I was just--just relieved.
Surprisingly.
Maybe it was the fact that I would be able to spend my time with Lauren for a while; but then half of me worried my friends would feel horrible about where I was and what I was as well.
"You can't do that!" Dinah argues loudly, her voice a bit shaky and not as angry but worried. "Why can't she just stay in our dorm?"
"Headmaster Albus Dumbledore has already signed the forbidden contract," Another of the three men speaks sharply, "There's no other way the rules can be reversed."
"This is bullshit," Dinah scoffs, wrapping a comforting arm around my slim waist. I decide to look to my right, finally greeting the raven haired girl who looks about as mad as a psychopath. I wince as she jumps up from her position on the other side of the room.
It's only then, the three men jump up slightly, obviously surprised to see the monster everyone else spoke about. I can almost see one of them slightly take a step behind Dumbledore. I look up at her as well, my lips parted open in shock to see the anger boiling through the girls eyes and hands, shaking with fire burning and crackling a gast from her skin.
"You can't do this!" A low rumble erupts from the inside of her throat, eyes wide and dark as she takes a step of her own forward towards the administration crew. "I'll only hurt her, again, don't you understand!"
"My, my..." One of them gasps softly, tilting his head to one side as he inspects the powerful girl, amazed and somewhat surprised. "Miss Jauregui...It seems like just days ago you were out in the gardens playing with your little pen pal,"
What?
"Shut up," Lauren grits her teeth, marching towards the group slowly. "There has to another way--"
"Lauren," Professor Dumbledore warns, sternly giving the angered girl a small frown. "It is done. I'm only doing what's best for you both. You need her, and she needs you. The council had confirmed that without you two together, one of you will, you know--"
"Yes, I know." Lauren groans, "But what if you keep her somewhere--"
"Why don't you want me rooming with you?" I ask her suddenly, annoyance evident in my voice. Dinah looks at her accusingly as well, confused to why she wanted nothing to do with me all of a sudden.
"It's not that!" She sighs, rolling her eyes as Dumbledore and the rest decide on leaving us alone, asking Dinah to retrieve back to her room once she says her goodbyes to us both. The girl sits over her bed with a small huff of breath and grips her temple gently, eyes closed in frustration.
"You need to understand that you can't know some things right now," She begins, "But you and I have a whole lot of history, and it's dangerous for us to be together if voldemort finds out."
Dinah winces as she hears the name, softly asking, "Why? Is he coming for you guys or something?"
"No," I sigh,
Lauren begins to protest but shuts her mouth immediately after thinking about it. "And it's not that I don't want to share a room with you, but I just don't want you to freak out about it. They're practicals forcing you to live in here for the rest of your life, Camila. I don't want that to happen to you..."
"It won't," I shake my head, sniffing softly. "We'll figure something out,"
Dinah turns to meet my eyes, fear and panic evident as she speaks shakily. "But what about the rest of us? The girls? Perrie and the guys? What am I supposed to tell them?"
"That's also a problem," Lauren points out, nervously biting onto her long nails. I bite my lip and shrug, feeling my head pound with many of these disoriented thoughts. This was such a problem and there was no way Lauren and I could do anything about it.
"Just tell them the truth, Dinah." I ask quietly, looking down at my hands with a small sigh.
"What?" Lauren and the Polynesian both look shocked, looking at me like I had grown two heads. I shrug, feeling my cheeks heat up at Lauren's surprised expression.
"It could be the best thing to do at the moment," I defend, sighing deeply. "Think about it. They're loyal wizards. Not only will they be supportive about it, but it'll all make sense for them as well. Better yet, if we tell them, they'll really trust us and our friendship."
Dinah shakes her head, "That still doesn't change the fact that both of you will be locked up down here while the rest of us worry and pray that you're okay. Didn't you hear the contract? No once can come down here besides the headmaster..."
Okay, now that totally got to me. I had tried to push the thought away as soon as the man in here read it out loud, but I was totally trying to focus on the fact that they would be safer. It hurt like a bitch to leave my childhood friends behind, but maybe they would no longer be a target. Then again, what on earth was I going to do without them in a room with no one else but Lauren. I mean, I wasn't complaining, but--
"Maybe you can come down here..." Lauren mumbles, laying over her large bed, hands behind her head. "The script did say that, but it also stated that wizards of choice by the headmaster were allowed in here."
I nod my head, "Yeah. You know Albus, he's probably just wearing that stone mask of his to fool the staff. But there's no doubt he'll let you and the girls in here. I'm certain of it."
Dinah looks down, still not content about the news. "That doesn't change anything. We do everything together, Mila. And now I'll only get you like, what? Once or twice a day?"
"I'm sorry, Cheech." I mumble, wiping my eyes softly with a small sigh. I try and give her my best smile, feeling my lips quiver as she wraps an arm around me gently. This was probably going to be the hardest parts of living here all alone. I would no longer see my friends as frequently as I used too, and it would never be the same again. I would no longer see them every morning as I did. I would no longer wake up to their annoying singing.
I don't notice I'm crying until Dinah reaches in to cup my cheek, the other hand swiping a thumb over my cheek, wiping the single tear off of my cheek. I sniff slightly into her hand and I see her smile weakly, laughing softly. "Nothing will change, okay? I will visit you everyday from now on, okay? I will sit her for hours and miss class is I have to to see you. I'll bring the girls to sleep over almost every night, just to wake up to your annoyingly cute voice I'll soon miss, okay?"
I can't help but let out a small sob as a tear of her own slips down her cheek. She gives me a weak smile and holds onto my tightly, whispering. "I love you, Chanch. Don't forget that."
"I love you, too." I mumble with a small stutter.
"Miss Hansen,"
We turn to look at the doorframe to see Dumbledore standing patiently, motioning for the tall girl to exit the room. She sniffs once more and gives me a gentle kiss over my forehead. She stands up and begins to slowly walk to the door, slowly turning to look at Lauren and smiling softly, "Bye, Lo. Take care of her for me, will ya'?"
"I will," Lauren smiles weakly, muttering sadly after. "Bye DJ..."
The Polynesian gives us both one last glance before being ushered by Dumbledore, who slowly closes the door with a small goodbye of his own. I stare at the door for a few seconds after its closed, feeling my heart ache with the thought of no longer seeing any of my friends again.
I would never get to see Dinahs bright smile and stupid remarks. I would no longer see Ally's genuine and kind smile, along with her advise of a lifetime everyday. Or Mani, with her cocky smile and sassy attitude. I'd never see Perrie, Harry, Liam...
I was sure that Dumbledore would never allow them to come visit me, I could see it in his eyes. Dinah could see it too, but she chose to have hope. I feel my eyes sting with these bloody tears again and I let out a shaky sigh, wiping my eyes quickly as I turn to look at Lauren,
She has the same teared up expression, staring back at me with quivering lips and arms extended as I begin to cry, "C'mere kid..."
I quickly get off my knees and walk over towards here, crawling over her and hugging her with all I could muster. I burry my head into the crook of her neck, fisting her robe in mine as I tremble and shake with tears streaming down my cheeks, "It hurts Lauren..."
"I know, Camz." She murmurs softly, rubbing her hands over the bottom of my back, comforting me. I watch my own tear slip down her neck and I wipe my tears away with shaky fingers. I look up from the warm crook of her neck and I'm met with her eyes, only inches away from mine.
Despite their pain, they looked shiny and lit with that beautiful emerald and ocean blue color of hers, Grady and passionate as she stared back at me. I find myself grinning softly, pressing a finger tip over her soft cheek, "Lauren?"
"Yes, dear?" She whispers,
"Could you sing for me?"
The girl smiles softly, pressing a small kiss over the tip of my nose before replying, "Anything for you, my love."
I press my head over her chest when she agrees, smiling softly to myself as she begins to sing. Her voice was hoarse and shaky, but still beautiful as ever..."I wrote this song myself, Camz."
I can't make coffee, stare out of my window
Cause that's the place you left me, standing there
I hate this hallway for memories in the frames
Are a sobering reminder you're not here
Yeah, I know I make mistakes cause my pride is in the way
You slipped right through my hands
But if you were here right now long enough to hear me out
I can make you understand
If these walls could talk,
They'd tell you how much I miss you
How I'm trying everyday to forget you
How I'm crying every night cause I wish you were here with me
If these walls could talk
They'd tell you that I never deserved you
They know I never meant to hurt you
Baby, you would know it all
If these walls could talk
I look up at her and notice how intense her gaze on me is, and how the lyrics really deep into the passion in her eyes. She was so beautiful and I couldn't help but stare at her lips as they continued to move with each word she spoke.
I lay in my bedroom, and dream of when I had you
When I wake the sad truth closes in
IT's really over, you're not coming back, no
Don't think I can handle all of this
You'd believe that everything I say I mean
You would know how much I need you now
When her lips sing the last of the lyrics, I feel a sudden wave of dizziness hit me before my vision goes blank and my mind goes wild with the memories about to come...
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A/N
Yup, I guess that's it for this chapter. It sucked ass and I'm so sorry. Pretty much nothing happened in this chapter and I'm so disappointed rn. I promise the next chapter will be more interesting.
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So yeah,
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