Chapter 25

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Lauren's POV

I stayed in my room for a while, thinking about how I was going to say the news about the car to my parents, I discovered that there is no easy way to do it, even more because they warned me not to go out in the car.
                     
I made myself a sandwich, I took some water and after almost half an hour down there, I went up to go to sleep, so when I went through Taylor's room something caught my attention...
                   
Camila was completely asleep, but in her arms was my jacket, she hugged it tightly, I leaned against the door and I looked at her.

Something in that scene touched me, besides the fact that I didn't want that jacket back..

Her sweet aroma must be stuck in my jacket, I shook my head, going to my room, I went to bed and it didn't took me a while to fall asleep.

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The next day, I woke up at 2 in the afternoon, so I went down, I felt the heavy weather in the room, my dad left the newspaper that read on the table, my mom looked at me, Taylor and Chris didn't dare to breathe and Camila wasn't in the room yet.
                    

“I'm going to ask you a question and I hope not to regret this later, where is the car?” Michael asked me

                      
“The crane took it...” before my parents were relieved thinking that I only parked in a place not allowed, I completed.. “because I crashed it”
              
“Did you hit the car? Where Lauren?”

“On a pole...” I sighed, looking at my parents              

“Enough is enough!” Michael said amd
he got up, banging his hands on the table

“You passed all the limits Lauren, my patience ran out. I told you not to go out with the car and you didn't listen to me. Tomorrow we will go find you a job!”

I magnified my eyes and opened my mouth to protest, but he stopped me.
“I'm not asking you if you want or not, I'm telling you that you're going to do it and soon.” his voice was low, and annoying

“You will work until you pay and fix the damage you made to the car! And you don't even want to know what measures I will take if you don't go to work.
Things will change!”

                      
Camila's POV

I went down the stairs, meeting everyone in silence, Lauren looked at her parents, confronting them, Michael had a determined expression, while Taylor, Chris and Clara were scared and confused.
                     
I decided that a ‘good morning’ wouldn't come very well now, so I kept silent next to Tay, who whispered.                  

“The bomb exploded. Lauren crashed the car, now she will have to work to pay for the damage..”

I opened my eyes completely for a few seconds, I looked at Lauren, who was still standing in the same place.

“Do you want to say something?”Michael asked
               
Lauren shook her head, then raised the bleachers two by two, obviously altered.

I looked at Tay, rolling my eyes for Michael and Clara, going back to Taylor, I sighed and climbed up behind Lauren.                   
I knocked twice on her closed door.
                     
“Come in..” she said
                   
I opened the door apprehensive, Lauren looked up at me, I went in and closed it, going to sit next to her.

“You know you deserve that, so don't get upset with them..” I said and placed my hand on Lauren's leg. She saw my hand and I got a little red, I tried to remove it from there, but she put her hand on mine.

“I don't want to work Camila.” her voice was totally calmer “I hate that they force me to do things..” she held my hand
                    
“These are the consequences for your actions, you need to admit it..
I'll give you moral support at work.”
I said and smiled
                 
“Well, you have know idea how that encourages me.” She said ironically, making me laugh                     

I looked at her and then I saw her injury..                     
“OMG.” I hit my forehead “I forgot to take care of that yesterday. Wait here, I'll bring some remedies..”
                   
She tried to protest but I was too far away to care.
                 

Lauren's POV                   

I sat on the bed, waiting for Camila to return, I shook my head remembering the way she left the room.                   

“Ready, here it is.” she placed a red bag on the bed, with something written in Mexican
                    
“What does that mean?” I asked
                    
“First aid. I brought it from Mexico, there is everything here.” she said
                      
“Well I saw it...” I looked at the pile of remedies that were there
                     
“It's good to be prevented. Come closer, let's take care of that...” she said and took a gauze and put a remedy there “It may burn a little.”

“It's okay..” I said
                      
She brought the gauze to the wound, pressing it gently I closed my eyes, feeling a strong ardor, Camila began to blow me air so I opened my eyes and looked for her hand, holding it, then she stoped what she did and looked at me.                   

“Thank you very much, for yesterday, today...” I made circles with my finger in her hand

“ ”It's nothing... “ ”she sighed, looking at our hands, I did the same thing
“I'm going to make a...” she breathed deeply, looking at me again “a remedy.”
                     
I nodded, she took some things from the bag and then I was with the remedy ready.
                     
“Well, it was very good... ”I said, looking at myself in the mirror she gave me.
                     
“Yes, it is.” she smiled proudly of what she did
                    
I brought her hand to my lips and kissed it, Camila closed her eyes for a few seconds and then she looked at me again, with a smile on her face.

“I'm leaving now.” she said and got up, shy
                     
When she was at the door, I remembered to ask her something.
                    
“Camila, do you have my jacket?”
                     
“Ah, yes, I'll bring it to you already..”
she ran out of the room, she was right back “here it is. Thank you!”
                     
“You are welcome..”I winked, and she left
                     
I took the sleeve of the jacket to my nose, feeling her sweet perfume on it, I closed my eyes for a few seconds and I stayed like this holding it.

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