The exchange (camren) English Version

Chapter 127

~Last chapter of Camila staying in Miami~

Camila's POV

Shortly after the bell rang, Chris opened the door and shouted from below.

“MILA!!!” he called “YOUR THEATER FRIENDS” he announced, something he was certainly told to say.

I went down the stairs laughing and I found Harry, Carolina and Simone.

“I know, it's late” Simone she said before I could open my mouth “but we weren't going to stop coming to say goodbye she smiled.”

“Aw, how cute.” I embraced them, one by one.

“We'll miss you” Harry said  on behalf of everyone “I hope to see you launching as an actress there in Mexico, eh?” he teased, lightly pinching my abdomen.

“Oh, and promise to always keep us informed?” Carolina said and took me close to her I nodded “and wish me good luck to hold on to this pair by myself” she made dramatically

“Ha! Ha! So funny!” Simone said

They stayed there for a while longer, prolonging the final goodbye to the maximum. At the moment when the tears were already leaving, they were inevitable.

“I'm going to take advantage and I'm going to go” Drew said and kissed Taylor's lips and then came to me “Hey girl, take care... See, you radically changed the life of all of us” he said and glanced at Tay, who held the tears

“And you take good care of my ‘American’ sister she is a treasure and swear that I return from Mexico to give you your deserved if you hurt.”

“I hate farewells” Taylor said sentimentally, drying her tears.

Then everyone left, I stayed at the door watching them, wanting to stop the time.

That feeling of never seeing them again hit me hard and I cried again, being embraced by Taylor, who did the same, although more controlled.

It took me a while to be able to contain the tears, Taylor, luckily, stayed all the time at my side, although without saying anything.

I touched the bracelet that Lauren hung up on me and I felt once again that strange sound in my stomach, that fear.

I don't know how I restrained myself and I did not leave for that party. My leg trembled impatiently and my eyes all the time turned towards the door.

This is selfishness, I said to myself, I had it for me for a long time in this exchange, I can not be loving it every second.

But, against that, the devil came inside of me reminding me that tomorrow I'm going and then everyone else will have it as long as they want. And I do not.

“How do you feel?” she asked, seeing me.

“Nervous...” I admitted, in a sigh “and now a little nostalgic...” I smiled “it's going to be strange to get used to my old life. I learned to love and respect this city”

“And this city learned to love and respect you, but I'm calm, because I know you'll marry my sister, so I'll see you again” she said euphorically “you will right?” she asked, a twinkle in her eyes.

I didn't have to discourage her.

“Of course I will, my American sister..” I pushed her for a hug.

The hours were passing and nothing that Lauren returned, my eyes weighed me, practically imploring to be closed.

I wanted to think positively, the party must be good, she was without movement for a long time, she deserves a rest. I repeated theories, in order to calm the knot in my stomach.

I fell asleep.

I woke up around 8, which was a victory,
I didn't think I would be able to sleep so much under the circumstances.
I got out of bed and decided to go to bother Lauren, when I opened the door, the room was empty. And the bed exactly like the night before. I went down, looking for her in the silent house.

Nothing.

I went out, in order to take a walk, take a look around the bars that Lauren visits normally, trying to discover something and take the opportunity to say goodbye to the neighborhood.

The first rays of sun hit my face, the icy wind of the early morning was coming towards my body. Then today will be the end. The end of this dream that was the exchange.

In the middle of the road my body was paralyzed. I blinked several times in a row wanting, for all the most sacred, that I am having a hallucination.

I froze from head to toe.

And in the next second the blood boiled in my veins and the tears accumulated in my eyes because of the scene before me.

I approached slowly, still trying to digest the situation. I crouched down, running my eyes over Lauren's unconscious body, in the middle of the sidewalk.

I shook my head and took from her hands the pouch he held, the only vestige of what she did last night. I held back the tears and gave hit her without pain, without pain.

She opened her eyes, her swollen eyes, and she saw me as if she didn't recognize me.

“You're an idiot!” I said through clenched teeth “you threw all the treatment away! ” she rolled her eyes, half foolishly

“are you aware of what you did, Lauren!? I asked and I pushed her, talking louder

“Fucking hell, you couldn't hold even one night?!” I asked with a higher voice
“I knew I shouldn't trust you” she got up.

“Leave me alone” she murmured, bravely
“It's my life, ok !? You have nothing to do with it” I felt the words coming out locked, with the effect that hadn't yet happened “go back to your country ”

“You threw away the trust that I gave you, you're fucking irresponsible!” I screamed, furious, hit by what she said.

Tears of pure rage came from my eyes.

A second later she went back to sleep. I wiped my face hard, wanting to tear that image from my eyes. My whole body trembled and mentally asked that everything be a dream or rather say, a nightmare.