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CAMILA CABELLO POV
                          
"You better tell me everything Camila." Lauren said in a stern tone. Here we were, standing in the room in the back of the mall, where I would have to go down memory lane once more. 
                          
My hands were sweaty and shaky, and my pulse got quicker, I was trying to find the words to even begin telling her about my past. But I couldn't, nothing came out. How does one even start a conversation about such a traumatic memory? 
                          
Lauren shook her head and walked out, tears threatening to spill from my eyes because I had thought she gave up and left. But she came back a couple seconds later with a cup of water in her hands. "Thanks" I muttered.
                          
"Yeah, take your time." She sat down on the bean bag that was in the corner of the room, and gestured for me to sit too. 
                          
And then I started...
                          
"Growing up I had an amazing bond with my entire family. We would go places together, we would play games, we would sing dance and laugh. When I was 14, my mother caught me kissing a girl at school. She freaked out and screamed, and told my dad, who sent me to boarding school. After that whole situation happened, I grew closer to my Uncle who loved me for me, and didn't care about my sexuality. He lived states over, but we had phones to call each other." I shifted a little bit in my seat, and took a drink of water.
                          
"When I was sixteen I had a hard time fitting in. Which is why I had 5 hour phone calls with John everyday after school, so I could rant to him." I took a shaky breath and kept going.
                          
"Then one day when I got home, he was there, acting normal. I said I wanted to take a nap and he just nodded and let me go. I don't know how much time passed by but some time after I went up stairs, he came up." Tears started to come down one by one. 
                          
"He- he- he-..." I tried getting it out, I really did. But it was too much. 
                          
"Oh my god Camz did he... did he you know...?" catching on to what I was saying. I nodded and let out a sob, Lauren jumped up, and took my body to hers and held me. I sobbed on her shoulder for a while, remembering what happened. The same memory plays in my head over and over again. We both say there and cried for a while, not speaking to each other.
                          
"Camz did you tell someone?" she said.
                          
"No" I whispered. She looked at me with hurt in her eyes, as she tried to figure out why I didn't go to anyone.
                          
"Camz baby you have to tell someone, he can't just get away with this." she said in a soft voice.
                          
"I can't" 
                          
"You just did though"
                          
"No, I've never told anyone else besides you."
                          
"Camila he's a rapist. He can't get away with it." she sighed and backed up, "god if I could just see him again, He only got me because I wasn't expecting it but I swear to god if he touches you ever ag-"
                          
"Lauren, no. Don't." I said cutting her off, "He's not worth it." She looked at me with her tear stained cheeks and nodded. 
                          
"We're leaving here tomorrow, we'll be free." I say.
                          
She smiles the biggest smile I have ever seen and nods. "Are you ready for an adventure Karla Camila Cabello Estrabao?" 
                          
"Indeed I am Lauren Michelle Jauregui Morgado." she wrapped her arms around my neck and brought me in.
                          
"Good, because I'm going to give you one hell of a year." she said, to then press our lips together at last.
                          
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A/N
Im going away for a week so I won't be writing at all, but I swear ill write more when i get back.