"y/n?" camila called. Oh no, she can't find me like this. I quickly washed the blood off my arms and got rid of my blade then pulled my sleeves down covering up the cuts. "yeah babe?"
"you ok? you've been in there a little while."
"um y- yeah I'm f-fine" I said opening the door. I could tell she knew something was up, the look in those beautiful brown eyes showed it all.
"y/n, can we ta-" she was cut off by the girls barging in the tour bus, saving me from the talk I'm dreading.
will camila find out? if she does will she leave or help you? read to find out!