Beautiful When You Don't Try (Camren)

Chapter 87

A/N: So, moving right along here. This chapter is still playing catch up as well as setting the tone of everyone's current relationships. This will give you a little tidbit of Mike's presence though he doesn't actually appear. But you'll get much more background on him in the following chapters.

As for the Adrianne and Kim drama. There's more here, not really an explanation though. We are getting mostly Adrianne's view of it all and she is clearly oblivious. There are little bits and piece but all will be explained shortly. Like I said, each chapter will either cover a week, or the next will be spaced from this one by a week. This one covers one day so the next one takes place a week or so down the road.

Thank you for reading and especially for the comments/likes. Thank you and enjoy.

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"When are you going to come and see my show?" Camila asked, sitting in front of Lauren's desk.

"I was there opening night. Front row, center. Awkwardly placed between my mother and my old high school teacher as you had sex with multiple women on stage."

"That was five months ago. We've gotten so much better. We've found our groove."

The raven-haired tried to hide her cringe at the description of her wife's stage sexcapades 'getting so much better and finding their groove'. Lauren looked up from her paperwork and took her glasses off. "Do you really want me to come?"

Camila lightly mashed her lips and nodded her head. "I would. I'm proud of what we've done with the show. We've made a few changes and it's great now. The critics are praising it."

"I know." The raven-haired assured her with support in her voice. "I have all the magazine and newspaper reviews and write-ups on it. I'm proud of what you've accomplished as well." She really was. She just was also really jealous when it came to seeing Camila be that intimate with another woman. Face it, Camila was a really good actress and the play was incredibly graphic. That opening night, even Clara had shifted uncomfortably in her seat seeing Camila doing that with other women.

"I know it makes you feel a little uncomfortable, but... I'd like you to be there for me." Lauren's brow dropped. "Not that you aren't supportive. I know you are. I just wish... I don't know, that you'd be a little more involved." Lauren had always sent her normal flowers and other romantic gifts, but Camila was looking for something a little more direct.

Lauren swallowed hard. Camila didn't ask for much when it came to her work. And she knew it had been an inconvenience to miss most dinners for early rehearsal or interviews, but Lauren tried her hardest to convince her that it was okay but Camila didn't like asking for much more than that understanding. And Lauren did understand this was part of the Broadway dream and she really didn't mind. She still had Camila crawling into bed with her at night and woke up in her arms. Dinners could be forgotten as long as that happened.

"Then I'll go."

"Really?" Camila asked with a hesitating smile spreading across her face.

Lauren nodded her head. "Yeah. I should at least average a show once a month. There's no reason not to."

"Great. I'll get the tickets for the Sunday show. We can go out for dinner afterward." The brunette beamed and stood up, leaning on the desk and kissed her wife. "Do you think the other two would want to go?"

"What other two, exactly?"

"Clearly not your Mom and Dad. Mike would freak out and he's been doing so good about not saying anything condescending." Mainly because he didn't say anything about their relationship period. "I'm talking about Kim and Adrianne."