The Abused and The Hurt//Camren//(COMPLETED)#Wattys2019

Tensions

Lauren's POV
*5 days until meet up*

I ran my finger through my hair trying to cope and breath. I was sitting at the dining table with a huge pile of pink envelopes that I have received daily ever since the first one came in.

The message saying the same thing. Warning me about the same damn thing. I've tried so hard to not bother with the mail and try to forget of the possibilities, but how can I with a constant reminder? Not only are these letters earning some weights on my shoulders, I have to see Mike in 5 days.

I don't want to see him. His stupid face, his gruesome hands, and the thundering tone of his voice. I try to be brave for the sake of my siblings when he's around, but I'm terrified of him. I don't want to suffer again of what he's done to me.

I always feel like my body grows weaker everyday. I feel sick sometimes. Or other days I just don't want to move.

I looked back to the pile of envelopes. I wasn't sure how long I have until the CPS actually does take action into themselves. I still haven't told Chris and Taylor of what the future might be like. Taylor is always the one who brings me the mail and everytime she brings the pink envelope. She's oblivious to what it really is. Chris on the other hand seems suspicious about it all.

He knows we haven't gotten mail so often and he sees sometimes multiple days where Taylor is always bringing me a pink envelope. He hasn't asked about it, but it doesn't mean he doesn't want to ask about it because I know he does.

"Lauren? What's going on?", I heard Chris's voice.

I quickly snapped up to him. He looked at me with worried eyes as he saw me. I wasn't looking the greatest. From all the stress my face looks paler and my eyes were red and puffy. I gathered the envelopes and got up.

"Nothing Chris. What are you doing up? It's late.", I asked him.

"I should ask you the same thing.", Chris remarked. He noticed me carrying the envelopes."We've been getting a lot of those lately. Any reason?", Chris asked.

Shit. I knew he was on to me. Now he's finally questioning me and I have no idea what to tell him. I didn't want to lie, but I can't bare to see his face if I told him the truth.

"They're updates on Mike.", I said.

"Updates? Why can't they just call you? And why daily?", Chris questioned.

"I'm not sure. Maybe protocol I guess.", I shrugged.

"Ok, then why do you look stressed out then? And why does it look like you've been crying? I thought you didn't care about Mike?", Chris pushed on.

Crap there is no way I was gonna get passed him. No matter what I tell him he knows how to back it up with more questions. Making it harder to comprehend an answer.

I have to tell him.

"Chris I need t-", I was cut off by knocking on the door.

Who the hell would be here at this hour? My heart started racing, but I held on to a brave face. Chris looked at me worriedly.

"Chris go to Taylor's room. Now.", I ordered.

Chris nodded and hurried to Taylor's room. I huffed and headed towards the door. I carefully opened the door slowly.

"Ty?", I questioned.

"Hey L.", Tyrone said weakly.

"What the hell are you doing here at this hour?", I irritatedly asked.

"Couldn't sleep so I decided to go for a walk. Figured maybe you'd be awake.", Ty said calmly.

"I thought I've told her numerous times to stay away from me?", I glared at him.