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"LIVING WITH HIM" SEASON 2, EPISODE 33"


🧘🏽‍♀️Living With Him🧘🏽‍♀️

   🔞{The Bad Boy Wants Me}🔞
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❤️Season Two❤

✍🏽EPISODE THIRTY THREE✍🏽
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🥰Camilla's Pov🥰


Every girl has her very own unique bucket list. A number of things she must do before she dies or gets into college from highschool.

I had mine, I hadn't even began to work on the really long list but one thing's for sure.

Getting arrested and put in a jail cell wouldn't be part of that list. But hey, sometimes things happen unexpectedly and sometimes we just have to live with the fact that we don't always get what we want. Although we try really hard, we cannot always get what we want.

The officers placed me in a 4x4 cell at best. My primary hearing in front of a judge would be the next day. He'll determine if the case should be taken the court or not.

If I lose that hearing, I should be in jail for more than a month before I'm called back to court where I'm at least sixty percent certain I'll be found guilty and sentenced to juvinile prison till I turn eighteen and serve a much bigger sentence in a maximum security cell.

I don't know in what part of this never ending heart ache I get to be happy. I might as well accept my fate now.

"Renee, visitor."

The officer announced. The other one from the night came closer and opened the door putting me in cuffs one again.

"You're a good kid Renee, a good, good kid. Just hang in tight. I'm sure you'll be fine in the end."

His words were comforting giving me a little courage. He patted my back softly until we reached the visiting room when he finally let me go.

"Camilla!"

Mom yelled and rushed to my side. She took me by her bosoms crushing me as hard as she could. Dad stood and watched from a safe distance.

Mr and Mrs Emerton were by the corner and the highlight of the show, Dylan wasn't here.

You'd think my conviction would earn his forgiveness even if it's for a little but apparently that's not the case and it hurts. I shook my head vehemently trying to get him out of it.

Wherever he is, I just hope he's happy. If being away from me in this hard time of mine makes him happy then so be it. I won't make a move to stop him.

I needed him to be close to me right now, hug me and whisper comforting words in my ears so I'll believe it's going to be okay. If if isn't in the end at least I'll have the elusion that it is.

Instead what happened, he went away. We had a really crazy and silly argument. Fate wasn't on my side and I got arrested. The guy who claimed to have feelings for me took a hike.

I really want to have faith. Believe that everything's going to be okay but it's not. I knew from the moment I caused the fire, I only dug my own grave only a matter of time before I fell into it.

No matter how I thought about it, I lived on borrowed time and it has just elapsed....
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