AN: I don't own anything except for the characters that I created.
Camille's POV:
When I woke up the next morning, I found myself tangled with all my friends. I got what they were trying to tell me- that they were here for me no matter what. I struggled to untangle myself. When I did, I got ready and made coffee for everyone knowing that they would be up soon.
"Good morning sweetie," Logan said as he wrapped his muscular arms around me.
"Well good morning to you too," I say as I turn around and peck his lips.
"Now how about we wake up all these sleepyheads?"
I was glad he wasn't treating me any different than before so I smirked and agreed.
"Wake up guys!" we shout as we hit them with pillows.
"What the heck?" they all shout.
Pretty soon what started out as a simple way to wake up friends turns into a full blown pillow fight. This was a nice way to continue life especially after what happened last night.
Soon after we all calmed down and ate breakfast, Jo spoke up, "Hey guys do you want to go to the beach today, it's the perfect weather?"
"That's a great idea," I say. I know they want this to be my day so the least I can do is go along with it.
"The beach it is! Let's go pack." Everyone scattered back to their apartments to gather their stuff.
I put on my swimsuit just so I look like I'm going to the beach. I know I'm not going anywhere near the water. I put on a simple red tank top and short dark blue Jean shorts. I let my hair down and packed a pair of sunglasses, towels, sunscreen and an extra pair of clothes (you never know with them).
"I'm ready to go!" Soon we are all piling into the Big Time Rush Mobile and Jo's car as well.
On the other side of town...
Mill, Mill, Mill. When are you ever going to learn. You're making this easier and easier on me. No one will notice if you're gone as if they love you anyway. No one could ever love you just like I said years ago. But you made a mistake. You started dating a pop star Who make hundred thousands of dollars and all his friends too. You don't fit in there. I don't know why they took you in. Among pop stars and actors- you don't even fit in with dogs.
Years ago I told you that you couldn't escape- that I would find you and look I did.
I chuckle. You pitiful bitch. I will torture you to no end but this time I will gain money out of it.
Back with Camille...
I was having a great time with my friends. Never have I felt so light- all the pressure is off my shoulders. "Hey Cami come into the water with us."
I freeze. "N-no I'm fine. Besides I didn't bring my swimsuit with me."
"It's okay, I brought an extra one with me. Come on!" Stephanie shouts.
"No," I squeak out.
"Cam we are the same size, I don't mind it's new."
"Yeah Cam it's fun!"
"Come on I know you want to."
"The water is so refreshing."
"Don't sit there all alone."
"Why don't you join us?"
"Stop! Just stop!" I scream sobbing. I can't take it anymore I need to cry. I can't allow them to see me in the same position he saw me in.
Instantly, everyone gets out of the ocean. "Cam, what's wrong?" Logan asks but I'm not there any more.
"Come on Camille! Why don't you come in the pool with us?" Shay, one of my classmates asks.
"Yeah, want to be a bigger loser than you already are?" Derik sneers.
I didn't want to come to the party. I knew I was only invited to be made fun of. But, when my foster parents found the invitation, they forced me to come.
"No- no I can't."
"Why not?"
Before I can answer, I'm pushed into the pool and my shirt is ripped off my body only to reveal my bathing suit with a bare back. My wounds that were still not fully healed stung.
"Ahhh!" I cry out in pain.
"What's on your back?"
"That's so disgusting."
"Why is the idiot crying?"
"Crybaby, crybaby!"
"Stop it, just please!" I got myself out of the pool, covered myself up and made a dash out of the backyard.
Logan's POV:
No, no, no. This can't be happening again. Not to my Cami.
"Cami, no, no, no," I say gently.
"Ahhh!" she screams in pain while sobbing.
While still sobbing she cries out, "Stop it, just please."
"Camille, please. We- we're here at the beach with all our friends," I say reaching out to her.
She flinches away from me- curling into a ball, wrapping her arms around her legs.
"Cami, we're sorry we pressured you. If you didn't want to come into the water we should've respected that. We're so sorry," Jo pleads.
"J- Jo?"
"Cam!" Jo gives her a hug before parting, letting everyone else give her one, too.
"What happened?" I ask.
"I-I'm sorry I panicked, I couldn't let you see…"
"See what?"
Camille's POV:
"See, see me cry!" I shout out. I turn around to walk away when someone grabs my hand and pulls me towards them.
"Now, baby I know it's something else so tell me what it is."
I knew for the second time since yesterday that there was no getting out of this. I step back and take in a deep breath. "Promise you won't freak out.'
"We promise," they harmoniously answer back.
"Okay," I say as it lift up my tank top to reveal the myriad of scars. I heard the gasps from all my friends. The scars. Some were criss-crossing on my back, others were making a terrible design, but the worse ones were the ones that spelled out "worthless".
Someone gingerly touched my back and I shuddered. They knew better than to ask where they came from.
"I'm sorry I ruined your day," I apologize.
"Camille you've made it better by showing us that you trust us enough to show us that."
On the other side of town…
A man chuckled. "You think that your little friends will protect you? I'm glad that you still fear me."
"I'll get you when you least expect it. Look out Mill," the man smirked evilly.
Too bad Camille had no idea of what was headed her way.
AN: I hope you liked this chapter because I might not be able to update it tomorrow. The idea of scars spelling out a word is from 21Soccer-Diva21 story, "Time Goes On."
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