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🧘🏽‍♀️ Living With Him 🧘🏽‍♀️

   🔞{The Bad Boy Wants Me}🔞
🥰Camilla's Pov🥰

          I started talking about random things with him enjoying the little time I had left before classes commence.

"Not to be a kill joy but does it mean you two broke up?" He asks, I could tell there was no hidden agenda, he was simply curious.

"Honestly,I'm not sure but I do know I don't want to see him right now." I replied truthfully.

"That might be problem."

"And why...."I trailed off, he turned me and Kyle was fast approaching. I stood up immediately.

"That's my cue, I'll see you." Dylan walked away leaving us both.

"I don't have anything to say to you." I started the minute he was close enough.

"I know, I just need to tell you the truth."

"What truth?"

"I wasn't drunk last night, I knew what I was doing." He confessed, Eva wasn't lying.

"Oh wow." I said sarcastically.

"I'm sorry Camilla, there's no excuse for what I did."

"So why did you do it?"

"Moment of weakness I guess, I am sorry." I scoffed.

"Fuck you and fuck your apology." I spat out full of despair.

"Like I said, stay far away from me." I repeated sticking my finger in his face. I spun around and walked away to get to class extra early.


The day was almost over, I kept myself all through but I knew what would happen the moment I was alone. Thankfully, seconds later the final Bell was rung, I hung my bag over my shoulder and was on my merry way to meet up with Dylan.

"Hey Bitch." That farmilar voice cursed as I slammed my locker.

"Look, who ever you are, I have no intention of taking Dylan from you, he's all yours. I'm not in the mood for anything like this today so please get out of my way." My voice was calm but hard.

"No intention of taking Dylan yet you seemed to enjoy talking to him."

"Ugh, like I said, no time for this. Bye" I muttered, she pulled me by my arm in a bit to shove me back. I gave her a resounding slap on her cheeks.

"Today is not a day to mess with me." I threatened walking away. 

Dylan was in the parking lot as I marched towards him.

"Let's go." My voice came out rough and hard. He turned back and stared at me for a few seconds, he didn't ask why I acted that way he just drove off.


I was off his bike before he even turned the engine off properly. I barged into the house thankful his parents wouldn't see me in this state.

"Camilla..." Dylan called softly, I glanced at him before running up the stairs, I got to my room and when I was sure it was locked, I slumped to the ground and burried my face in my palms.

"Things are going so bad for me, I caused a fire on my own house, I lost my boyfriend, my parents are away....I'm bad luck." I whispered to my ears. My shoulders began to shake in light sobs. Tears streamed down my cheeks slowly. I got to my bed and laid on it. Buried my face into my pillow and screamed out all my frustrations and then I cried even harder......




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