Camila's POV
“Wait a second doll” he took my arm
“where are you going?”
“Let's get one thing very clear.” I said seriously “I'm not a doll and I don't owe you explanations, while I was for like 5 minutes with you should be is grateful. okay? thank you!”
After what I said, I went away from the guy as quickly as possible, taking care not to be seen by Lauren.
I'm not surprised at all when I saw that this place name's ‘hell’.
Besides just having demons here,
there are very ugly people in the hell,
this place is hot, very hot....
It took me a while to find Lauren, she was at a table, with her ‘friends’ and some other people.
I kept my vision fixed on Lauren, all the time, capturing every movement, taking care of everything shw did.
The lights of the club dazzle evwn more, they are very colorful and with total certainty very cheap. Because they make me blind... blind.
Then several times I was left in the dark, as we're talking, the clarity in my eyes and that was beginning to irritate me.
But nothing irritated me more, than seeing a girl sitting in Lauren's lap, as if that was very normal...
She dropped that fat and cellulite-ridden, on Lauren's legs....
I mean, people dont do that with people they don't know... 2ell, I think she doesn't know Lauren.
She stayed there for a while, talking in her ear and covering my vision, preventing me from spying on who I am following.
Luckily she got up and walked, alone, on the dance floor. I was walking behind, in small, coordinated steps. When...
“Doll...” Paul exclaimed, holding my arm again “are you less irritated now?”
I tried to continue watching Lauren, but I had already lost the sight of her. Shit.
“Are you seeing what you did? Now I've lost her.” I almost shouted, letting go of him
Paul, obviously he didn't understand anything. And he did not seem to want to understand either, which was a positive point. I stayed behind Lauren again,
very afraid that he was behind me or something like that.
I think I'm watching many movies...
I went around and around, taking care, not to meet up with Paul again, much less to run into Lauren. But I did something worse than that, I neglected for a second and gave a run-in with Keaton, watering all the drink he was carrying, in his seemingly new shirt.
“What's the matter, girl? You do not look where you're going.” he took my arm with unnecessary force
“Excuse me, it was unintentional.” I said scared
“Do you think I'm going to believe you?” he looked at me up and down
At that moment, Lauren appeared.
And I wanted to die.
“What the hell are you doing here, Camila?” Lauren asked, trying to make her voice louder than the music “how the fuckdid you find this place?!”
By her voice and the way she manageto form whole sentences, I could realize that what she swallowed at the entrance was only a cigarette.
“First ask your friend to release my arm. And later I'll talk to you.”
“You don't put the rules here, girl.
I can't believe you followed me.
I mean, it's clear that you followed me, there's no other way you could get here unless it's that...” she said annoyed
I couldn't think straight, Keaton's hand was pressing my arm very hard.
Well everyone can see that she isn't from here. The girls here are a little smarter.
“The whores, you mean.” I couldn't hold it back “let go of my arm.” I ordered, ignoring the possible tears that already appeared in my eyes and channeling my rage and the shame that I had for Lauren to be screaming at me in front of everyone.
“ ”Watch your mouth before talking about someone here. You understand?“ ”
“Why did you follow me?” I fixed my look on my face, and I remained silent “RESPONDE, CAMILA!” she shouted louder
“I told you I won't say anything, until he releases me.” I answered.
At that moment, for the first time since I saw him, I was glad to see Paul being there.
“Hey doll, are you uncomfortable?” he got close and then saw Keaton holding me
“Let her go now!” he spoke in a harsh voice.
“Don't get in this Paul.” Keaton said
“What part of ‘let go’, didn't you understand?” Paul asked.
As Keaton ignored him, in a matter of seconds Paul got upset and hit him, making him let go. Then the two rolled on the floor of the place, fighting.
And once again, in less than 2 hours,
I wanted to die.
“Let's go now.” she grabbed my arm and dragged me out “you already caused a lot of disaster in one night.”
“I can go alone” I said clasped my arm, pulling it from her hands.
“Did you see what you did?” she asked, after some time, walking by my side
“for your childish attitude, two of my friends are fighting like crazy.”
“I don't know how someone as human as Paul can walk with people like you and your friends. He was the only one who had the decency to help me, while the others just kept watching. I expected such an attitude from you...”
“You want to know why I didn't help you? Because you shouldn't have been there to begin with. What right do you think you have, to follow me? The fact that what happened with Keaton should help you, learn not to get where they haven't told you.” she said
I lowered my head, pressing my hand on my injured arm, therr are the marks of Keaton's fingers. Lauren was partly right, I had nothing to do there.
“I did that because I wanted to help. Because I wanted to know where you're going every night...”
“And why do you care? Shit. I repeat what I told you a while ago...” She looked at me “Don't get in my life. Don't mess with my friends, do you understanding?”
“You're not gonna decide what I'm gonna do” I answered, in the same tone that Lauren used “if I want to go back there and go to help Paul, the problem is mine.”
“Don't you dare to do that...” she answered
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Hello hello I didn't proof read it soo yeah, enjoy:)