The exchange (camren) English Version

Chapter 29

Camila's POV

The next day I was half looking in the mirror, I made a mental list of possible ways of how my face can be. So I said I'd count to the three and then look at the mirror.

One...  Two...  Three...

MY GOD!!! I'm a monster.

Dark circles? checked
A messed hair? checked
Dead face? checked

I decided to take a good bath to see if something improves, at least my hair can be save. I went down the stairs praying that Chris isn't in the room, the children are sincere, very sincere.

“ ”My God, did you write down the truck license plate?“ ” she said scared

But anyway who needs sincere children when you have a Taylor at home?

“Thank you dear.” I told her

“Did you party last night while I was sleeping, or not partying?” she asked

“I wish I was ..” I said and rolled my eyes, yawning

Taylor made a few more jokes about me, but in the end I ended up laughing with her, the bad mood wouldn't help me now.

Later I heard someone running up, for a moment I thought it was Chris, but Clara came down very agitated.

“Girls, go and buy some medicine, Lauren is throwing up a lot...” She blew the words a bit, quickly going back up

“What the fuck are we going to buy?” Taylor asked

“medicines..” I said

“Do you have any idea how many medications are in a pharmacy?
Many, how will I know which one?” I shrugged my shoulders “Your answers helped me a lot Camila.” she said heading up

A few seconds later she came back, knowing what to buy, we went and we returned quickly, we went up, finding Lauren lying on the bed next to Clara.

“Here take it. Did you detoxify a bit, Lauren?” yes, Taylor never forgives

Lauren didn't answer, I bit my lower lip, with grief from her. Her face was pale, expressionless, she was so weak.

“I'm going to take you a glass of water so you can take the medication, daughter.”Clara said as she got up
“Taylor, stay with your sister.” She left

“She's not dying...” Taylor said and left

“I can stay, if you want.” I offered

“Thank you dear, I'll be back, I'll call Michael too.” Clara said and I nodded and sat in the place where Clara was, when she left

“You will be fine.” I said

“I am already” she said

... the silence settled in the room, I ended up not holding back to ask.

“Hm, did you like the bear brother? Or whatever.” I asked

She looked at me, confused, I held back the urge to laugh.

“Brother bear? I don't remember, why?” she asked.

“Nothing nothing, forget it.” I said.

The uncomfortable silence returned,
I looked at her to pretend,
this is pathetic I know.

“Well.. do you remember anything from yesterday?”

“Not much. It feels ugly not to remember, it seems like they erased a part of my memory, I don't know what I did.”

“You don't remember nothing?” I bit my lip

“Why do you want to know?
Did I do something to you?” she asked

“No, not to me.” I said

“Hm”, she closed his eyes a few seconds
“I remember that I was dancing and laughing, suddenly I was losing my senses, being more animated,more full of energy.” I opened mu eyes and “from then I have a cloud above the rest. I remember some small things, but not very specific...”

“What, for example?” I asked, very happy because she didn't answer me in monosyllables

“ ”I remember that I have been in kitchen, with someone.“ ” She closed her eyes tightly “ ”it hurts to be straining the memory.“ ”

I nodded slowly and let the matter die, it's not worth it. Clara returned with several remedies and a glass of water, helped Lauren to sit down and made her take everything.

Then she picked up several of her clothes that were on the floor, when she took her pants several sticks fell out of the pocket, I tried hard not to laugh.

“What is that Lauren?” Clara asked

“I don't know... Sticks.” she answered

“I know they are sticks. You assaulted a stick shop or what?” Clara asked

“I don't know mom. I don't know what I did yesterday.” Lauren said

Lauren's POV

Things seem to revolve around me, my head hurts, my eyes burn, my stomach hurts and I can't get release from any of these problems.

I closed my eyes trying to become unconscious again, feeling weak.

The fourth, now silent, cooperates with me. I try, in vain, to remember something I did yesterday, but everything is blurred.

The worst part of the party is the next day, no doubt.

I gave up trying to sleep, staying still worse my affair, I sat with much difficulty, I put my hands in my face and I sighed, I supported me by putting them on the bed, pushing me up.

Getting up has never been so difficult.

I went down with slow steps, the clarity of the room, the loud noises, fell on me like a bomb, I held on to the beam and continued, as much as everything indicated that I should return to my room.

“Lauren! Why did not you call me?” Clara said and helped me to go to the sofa

“I don't need help.” I said

“You can't stand and you're still strong. Accept the help, for the love of God” Taylor sakd

I sighed, totally ignoring my pretty younger sister.

“Do you want something?” Clara asked.

“A general anesthetic would be fine now.” qs ridiculous the phrase was it was true

“I think I need a bath, I do not remember if I took it yesterday.” I said

“Yes you did.” Camila affirmed, we all looked at her. How does she know?

“I..” she bit her lip... “I heard the shower opening yesterday..”