Oriena's POV
Have you ever just seen something or someone and all you feel is irritated,angry,the undying urge for them to be far from your sight and as miserable as possible? Well,that's how I feel about Camille. I dislike lots of things, cow prints, sausages, papaya but nothing compares to how I dislike Camille Morgan.
dislike?No, I fucking hate her
I breathed in and out to steady my emotions cause I felt like I wanted to unload, Andre moved slightly as he adjusted his body while nuzzling into my neck,making himself comfortable "trying to be cute huh?" I whispered as ran my hands through his soft hair and then my eyes fell on his face and I suddenly was seeing red again. all I could think of was the way they looked at each other, how he leaned into her touch and how they responded to each other without even talking,the worst of all, how both of them didn't realize I was in the room.
That bitch!
She thinks she can put me down under like last time,four years now and I still remember it clear as day,I had put it behind or I thought I did but seeing that scene today brought everything rushing back and I just wanted her to disappear.
Massaging my temple,I took a long sip from my boba as I looked at the hospital room like it was the most interesting thing, the Doctor said he would be discharged tomorrow evening just for further observation of his recovery, his mom came not long after Camille left and she didn't take the sight of her only child in a hospital bed positively, Beck and I literally had to beg her to go rest but she wasn't having it, luckily, the doctor intervened and we were able to convince her to book a room in the hotel near the hospital to ease her worries,not long after Beck headed home.
It has been a long day
Camille was the bitter part of this long day,thinking of her made my boba taste cheap,I set the boba aside " I won't let her take you from me,okay Dre?,you're mine" I mumbled as I held him closer, due to my restless wriggling I woke Andre up,he looked at me with sleepy eyes "can't sleep?" his deep voice coated with sleep made me weak, nodding my head like a mute made him smile "let just stay like this and I'll be sleepy in no time" we adjusted our position with me resting my head on his chest as listened to his heartbeat,it was soft and steady just like his breathing
He's already asleep
Giving a soft smile as I peeked at his peaceful face as he slept still shining like he always did, I buried my face deep into his chest and he instinctively wrapped an arm around me making my skirt hike up a bit, the gesture made my face warm and I hugged him.
I won't let her take the best thing that's ever happened to me...
With that mental declaration I let the ambience of the dim lit room soak in with only the light from the outside shine in, the sound of vechiles passing and the comfort of being in the arms of the guy I love lull me to sleep...
Camille's POV
You'll have good days and bad days they say, why didn't anyone warn me you could have the worst day that could trump bad days cause that's what I was having.it took everything in me to spiral myself into a goo- no,a decent mood. Andre was awake and he would recover fine but I still felt awful,unpleasant all the negatives you could think of but all this wouldn't change the fact that we still had to go and visit him today but I'm not ready.
Securing my hair with a pin, I reached for the second pin and courtesy of my agitation and unsteady hands I pricked my finger with it causing my blood to seep out "ouch" i exhaled softly and grabbed a plaster from my mini first aid kit and wrapped it around my thumb,setting everything outside and looking in the mirror to make sure I looked not so miserable I grabbed my branded tote bag to meet my family outside.
*****
After what seemed like an infinite journey we were finally at the hospital,taking three soft breaths I opened the door and was welcomed by a flash of light and no,not the sunlight;a camera was more like it and suddenly I was hurled by the paparazzi. it's like they suddenly appeared out of nowhere and they wouldn't stop asking questions and taking pictures
"Was it an intentional attempt taken on Mr Makeila's life?"
"Did you do it out of personal vendetta?"
"Do you regret your actions?!"
This,that,that,this,they kept going on and on and my ears were beginning to drown out the noise and my vision becoming blurry,officially this day was fulfilling its role as the worst day.
Don't cry,don't dammit!!
My eyes were stinging badly and I was about to let it all out any second,suddenly a blazer covered my face making shielding me from the camera lights "let's move it sweetie okay?" Feeling a firm hand on my head and a voice I recognized "Da-dad" I turned to him with the wet eyes "come on dear,we'll get past them" I heard my mom's comforting voice as she held my hand as we managed to find our way into the hospital,never had I been more glad to be inside a hospital.
Staring at the ground with pinpoint focus, a pair of white heels stood before me "it's alright miss Camille, I and your dad are doing everything to make sure this goes under wraps"
Staring up I took in the person before me "miss Valerie?" She simply gave me a polite professional smile to affirm my question "Mr Morgan I think we need to act now if not those gremlins outside will be one step ahead of us" my dad simply nodded and turned to me "cam ,I'm going to sort this out aight? You and mum should go check on Andre" I gave a weak nod rewarding me a squeeze on my shoulder, giving mum and I a last look he and Valerie headed outside to sort the mess I made.
The lesson of this whole disaster ;have fun but not too much fun....