Little girls need protection (A Camren BDSM Story)

Chapter 7

Lauren's pov

I get up seeing Camila still asleep, I go get ready for the day, showering, putting on black skinny jeans, a black t-shirt, black combat boots and my black leather jacket. I go downstairs and make breakfast for Camila and I both, some pancakes, when they were done and put on the table with a coffee for me and some juice for Camila, I go back to my bedroom and see her asleep still, I get on the bed and start to rub her back calling her name softly to wake her up.

"Camz, baby wake up" I say, she whines

"Come on, breakfast is ready and we have work" I say, she rolls away so her back is to me

"Don't feel good" she mumbled, I frown

"What's wrong?" I ask, she sighed

"Just don't feel good" she said, I roll her over so she's looking at me, she didn't look sick.

"How about you have some breakfast and a shower to wake you up" I say, she sighed

"Not hungry" she said, I frown

"Camz come on" I say, she rolls away again and pulls the covers over her head, I frown and sigh

"Camz, are you really sick?" I ask

"Yeh" I hear from under the covers then an obvious fake cough

"Baby don't lie to me" I say

"Im sick Lauren" she said, I take my shoes off and get under the covers with her, I roll her on her back and look at her as I was on my side.

"Do you have any meds?" I ask, she looks at me confused

"No" she whispers, I nod softly

"How about I take you to the doctors to get you some?" I ask, she looks even more confused

"I struggle with depression too, I take meds every morning, I don't like it but it's what makes me get through the day, I'm trying to slowly get off them I'm meant to take them twice a day, but once is good now, I have an appointment in 3 days to see if I can be put on a lower dose, you can come" I say, she looks at me then away.

"I'm not depressed" she mumbled, I lay my head on her chest looking up at her, she looks at me

"Then what is it?" I ask, she shook her head

"I'm sick" she mumbled, I sigh

"Camila, come on, stop lying it's okay" I say, she pushes me off and rolls her backwards me

"Just leave me alone" she said, I lay on my back and look at her, I rub her back softly

"I'll bring breakfast up" I say

"Not hungry" she mumbled

"Well I didn't ask if you were" I say, I get up and go downstairs grabbing the food then bringing it up, I placed it on the side then pull the covers off Camila causing her to groan, I pull her to sit up and hand her the food.

"I'm not leaving until you eat" I say, I sit next to her and eat, she starts to pick at the food.

When I was done I place my plate on the side and grab her fork feeding her

"I'm not a baby" she said, I look at her

"Are you going to eat it on your own?" I ask, she just stayed quiet

"Open your mouth" I say, she didn't "open your fucking mouth Camila" I say again a little more harshly, she groans but does.

"I get your depressed but your not starving yourself" I say feeding her, she looks at me as she ate