Why Did I Get Married; Part Two ☾☀︎ Camren

Chapter Ten: The In Laws

Do you remember how old you were when you laid in bed, day dreaming about how you wanted your future wedding to be? Do you remember planning from the colour theme, down to what dress you wanted to wear?

Was it a Pnina Tornai?

Or maybe an Oscar de la Renta?

Wait, maybe you visualized yourself walking down the aisle in a Reem Acra gown, all smiles, looking radiant as ever, a bouquet of the finest flowers in your hands, with some butterflies in your tummy; from nerves because you hope to God that you don't mess this up because you planned this for years!

But...did you ever figure out who you wanted to be waiting for you at the end?

"Do you have your session today, mummy?"

Celena asked her mother from where she was seated at the breakfast table. Their other family members had already eaten or they were late for breakfast, but either way, it was nice to have a bit of peace and quiet before today's session.

You know what they say; the calm before the storm and what not.

Camila nodded, taking a sip of her tea. "Yeah, I do. It's just gonna be Elizabeth, Lorenzo, José and I. Not really looking forward to it."

"Why?" Atlas piped up, after shoving some food down her throat. The girl was always eating.

Fat bitch.

"Don't like talking about your feelings, huh? Honestly, same." Atlas answered her own question.

Camila sighed, and let out a laugh. "Sometimes I wonder if I dropped you on the head as a baby."

"You did," Celena confirmed.

"Okay," Camila rolled her eyes and stood. "Time for the both of you to be anywhere but here. Your mom would drop you to school in a bit." She walked towards Celena and placed a kiss on top her head, doing the same to Atlas. "Pay attention in your classes, and don't bully your sister." She said pointedly to her younger daughter.

"Ugh, I'm mean once and I'm forever stigmatised," Atlas mumbled.

Camila didn't stick around to hear her children bickering.

"You're mean all the time," Celena retorted.

Sigh.

What did Camila ever do to deserve this? Apart from engaging in the 'deed'.

The naughty naughty.

The nasty.

The bedroom rodeo.

The bow-chick-a-wow-wow.

The fidgeting the midget in Bridget.

The jerking it where she's twerking it...but I think you've gotten the idea.

Camila straightened her jacket. She was all dressed it white, with the infamous family crest pinned onto her jacket's colour. She may be a lot of things, but Camila was loyal to the Jauregui family.

Not to Lauren, clearly.

But...

To the Jauregui family.

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"Good morning, everyone," Doctor Singh greeted her clients once everyone were seemingly ready for today's session. "How are you doing this morning?"

There were some murmurs of 'fine' and 'I'm good' amongst the in laws. Comparing this session to how Lauren and her siblings' own went, the in laws definitely didn't want to be here.