Chapter 13

LAUREN'S POV

It was finally spring break and Camila and I had everything planned out. Camila wanted to go swimming, but we couldn't because of my stupid cast. I had a doctor's appointment in two days and my cast was finally getting removed so I promised her we would go swimming then. My parents had taken Taylor, Chris, and some of their friends to the beach, and they said Camila could come over to keep me company. I was sitting on the couch channel surfing when I heard the doorbell ring. I slowly opened the door and saw Camila standing there, innocently holding a jar of Nutella. I gave her a huge smile and hugged her and when I tried to let go she hugged me tighter. We walked over to the couch and she sat there nervously as she fiddled with her fingers. The silence between us was becoming deafening. "So how's your leg?" She asked refusing to look at me. "It's fine, they're taking off my cast on Tuesday." I put my hand on her knee and lifted her chin with my finger. She finally looked at me and I noticed her enthusiastic eyes were missing their usual sparkle, they looked sad. "What's wrong Camila?" I asked in a worried tone.

CAMILA'S POV

I tried to avoid Lauren's gaze as soon as I walked into her house. I had no idea how I was going to tell her. I had run over what to say about a million times, but I could never find the right words. I had always been good with words, but there was no easy way of saying this. I knew that no matter how I said it, the truth would hurt her. Poetry is about putting the right words in the right order, but this wasn't a poem. This was me trying to tell the girl I love that I felt like giving up...not on her, not on my friends or family, but on myself. "What's wrong?" She asked as she lifted my head and our eyes met. This was the question that everyone asked but I always refused to answer truthfully. I had always answered with "nothing" or "I'm just tired" but I couldn't lie to Lauren. She meant too much to me. I wasn't entirely sure of the answer myself, but I would try my best to explain to her. "I need to tell you something" I said as my tears threatened to spill. "What is it?"Lauren asked. I started taking off my bracelets one by one and setting them on the coffee table in front of the couch. "What are you doing?" Lauren asked. I sat there silently as a tear rolled down my cheek and my hands started to shake. "I'm sorry" I said said shakily. "Camila you're scaring me" Lauren said softly. "Please don't hate me" I said as I slowly lifted my wrist and showed Lauren my scars.

LAUREN'S POV

"Please don't hate me" I heard her say. As much as I hoped that this was all a joke, I knew there was something bothering Camila. I saw the tears begin to fall and I felt like crying myself. Camila lifted her arm and I saw it. Scars. There were so many of them. 

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