Camille:
“You have such a nice apartment,” the girl said when she was done eating her sandwich. “Thank you,” Daniel said with a cheeky grin. “It’s not his apartment,” I said, unable to stop myself. “Cam,” Lucia reprimanded. “That wasn’t necessary.” “I’m sorry. Who are you again?” The girl asked, looking at me like I was the unwelcome guest instead of her. “Camille,” I said firmly. “Lucia and I share this apartment.” “Okay, I don’t care,” she said after studying me for a moment. “I didn’t know you had a sister, Dan. Sorry for keeping you up all night, Lucia,” she said with a proud chuckle. Good thing I had put on noise canceling headphones. I couldn’t imagine having to put up with whatever shenanigans Daniel and this girl had gone on during the night. “It’s no big deal,” Lucia said with a nervous laugh. “I just got back this morning anyway.” I glared at my roommate, but she didn’t look at me. When did she become so…not uptight. “Oh. Then who was knocking on our walls and yelling at us last night?” The girl asked. I froze and at that moment, Daniel turned to me with a sly smile. “There’s only one person in this house that loathes seeing people happy so badly, Mia, and it’s not my sister,” he said. “I didn’t…” I murmured, but Lucia interrupted me. “You guys must have really stressed her up last night. She only sleep walks when she goes to sleep really exhausted,” Lucia said and all three of them began to laugh. My eyelids twitched as I stared at Lucia in surprise. How could she just embarrass me like that? “I can’t believe you’re unbearable even in your sleep,” the girl whose name I just found out was Mia said while laughing. “You’re such a creep.” Before I wasn’t comfortable around her, but now I realized I didn’t like her. I was so angry, I wanted to stand up and walk away, but I knew that would only give them another reason to make fun of me. So instead, I ignored them and took another gulp from my glass of water. “Be careful with the glass, Cam,” Daniel said. “It’s more fragile than the walls of this house you tried to break down last night.” Lucia spat out her water as she laughed, and Mia joined in. I looked at the three of them. Sure I was the one being made fun of, but none of the things they were saying was funny. “Aww. I know sexual frustration when I see it and girl, you’re reeking of it right now. Maybe try and get laid so you won’t have to be so lonely and creepy anymore,” Mia continued, mocking me. It was obvious they weren’t going to stop. I wish I had just walked away. “I know you’re so eager to believe that whatever you did last night shook this house so much that I tried to stop you even in my sleep, but news flash, I slept off with my headphones on so I didn’t hear anything, dumbass,” I snapped at her. “It was probably one of your wasted friends from your stupid party that was banging on your walls and not me.” The table went silent and all eyes turned to me. “And maybe I reek of ‘sexual frustration’ like you said, but right now you reek of booze and puke and cum which is way worse,” I continued before gulping the last of my water. “That was uncalled for, Cam,” Lucia said in disapproval. “It was just a harmless joke.” I scoffed. “It wasn’t uncalled for when you casually announced I sleep walk, was it? I don’t know what’s going on with you Lucia, but I really hope you don’t plan to keep acting like this until your dumb brother leaves. Ugh. I wish I had gone to school!” Before anyone else could say a word, I stormed out of the dining and went into my room, locking the door shut after me. I didn’t want to hear anything they would say after, so I put on my headphones and started to listen to rock music in the highest volume. I was still really hungry, but I couldn’t bring myself to leave my room and make some cereal for myself. I couldn’t remember the last time Lucia and I ever had a fight, and I wasn’t ready for the awkwardness that would definitely follow after. Several minutes later, I tossed the headphones away because they were only increasing my headache. I listened carefully, but heard no sound from outside. At least that meant they were no longer talking to me. Daniel had been here for less than a day and things were already turning out badly for me. How was I even supposed to cope for an entire month when Lucia just seemed to change for the worse because of him? What on earth was even wrong with me? I was too old to be locking myself up in my room and starving simply because someone had said something hurtful to me over breakfast. Sighing, I unlocked my door and tiptoed toward the kitchen, heaving a sigh of relief when I didn’t run into anyone. Lucia was probably asleep after her night shift and Daniel, well, I didn’t care what Daniel and his bimbo were up to, as long as they weren’t disturbing me. I poured the milk and cereal in the bowl silently, so as not to attract any attention to myself. Mia looked like she liked trouble and I wasn’t ready to play ‘cheerleader bullies nerdy girl’ with her. Did I seriously just refer to myself as ‘nerdy girl?’ When I was done preparing my second breakfast, I turned to take it back to my room. I almost dropped the bowl when I saw Daniel, leaning by the door frame with his hands in his pockets. “Thirty minutes,” he said, after glancing up at the clock in the dining room. “That’s how long it took you to come back, grinch.” My eyes widened when I realized what he just called me. All my hopes of thinking we could bury what happened last night disappeared. If he remembered to call me that, then that meant he remembered everything that had happened by the kitchen counter, where I was currently leaning on.Camille: “Doctor!” When the doctor came in, I tried to sit on my own but realized I couldn’t do anything besides moving my fingertips. Not having any control over my own body was beyond aggravating. “She can breathe on her own now, but she needs some more time to do anything else,” the doctor said after checking my vitals and taking off my oxygen mask. “It could be a few minutes or an hour. Just keep her engaged.” “How do you feel?” Daniel asked me, holding my hand. “Lift your finger twice if you’re okay and once if you don’t.” How did I feel? I honestly didn’t know how to answer that question. “It’s okay. The doctor says you’ll be able to move very well soon,” he said. He must have taken my hesitation as inability to move my finger. I lifted my finger thrice. Daniel chuckled. “I missed you.” He placed a kiss on my forehead. Lucia was by one side of the room watching me with apprehension. I could read the look on her face. She was trying to figure out how mu
Camille: There was silence for a long while. It seemed as though they were giving me time to process what I’d just heard. But I knew it was all in my head. They still thought I was unconscious and that was why they spilled everything. “I didn’t go after Rhea because I knew you fancied her. I already liked her. It’s not my fault she liked me back,” Daniel said. From how he sounded, I deduced he must have tried to explain that a hundred times before. “That’s bull crap and you know it,” she said offhandedly and returned to her position beside me. “It’s not,” Daniel cut in. “I accept it. I should have stepped back when you confessed how you felt about her to me and I didn’t. That makes me guilty, but you have to admit…” “Don’t say it,” she said threateningly. “She did not like you back, Lucia. That’s just the truth.” “If you hadn’t come into the picture, she would have realized her feelings for me sooner or later. How would she like me back when you of all people s
Camille: “Why are you such a hateful person?” Lucia snapped. “Can’t you see I’m worried about my best friend?” “I’m just saying a few hours ago you were all over your other ‘best friend’ Reggie and all of a sudden you’ve switched. You haven’t even spoken to him since and now you’re losing sleep over the same person you blamed for everything,” Daniel said. His voice was even but I could hear an edge to it. “So now you’re calling me two-faced? Let’s backtrack for a second. Aren’t you the one who’s seen her have an attack the most? Who’s the hypocrite here?” Lucia’s voice was too loud. My head was pounding. Everywhere was a blurry red, but I could make out their faces and voices. If this was my after life, then I was f*cked. I knew I wasn’t dead though. My headache was way too real. Maybe this was another hallucination just like all the others I’d been having. They’d all been terrifying. I was now on a hospital bed, but then Daniel and Lucia were arguing again. Was this
Daniel: “I already told your sister all of this just before I asked her to go home and get some sleep so it’s not so easy for me to report it all again but I’ll try. Cam…she was adopted.” I blinked, waiting for more. I already knew that. Did she really think that would be a blow to hear? When she realized I didn’t react to her news, she continued. “We didn’t adopt her as a baby though. She was adopted when she was seven and before then, she’d been in many foster homes and had ‘psychological issues’ caused by trauma. Her birth parents did a shit job of raising her. They were either always high or drunk and didn’t protect her enough from seeing things a girl her age wasn’t supposed to see. They fought all the time in front of her, said awful things to each other and it was almost always physical. When she was five years old, her mother was arrested as a suspect in her father’s murder and she was moved to a foster family who only wanted her for government money. Eventually, s
“No,” I murmured. I couldn’t even hear myself. “No!” Cams mother echoed my word but hers was loud enough to shake the entire ward. Lucia shivered even more as she moved from me to Cam who was on the bed and began to bawl into her back. The doctor looked at all three of us like we’d lost our minds and irritably asked one of the nurses to pull my sister away from Cam’s bedside. I knew she’d seen enough things in her day but how could she possibly be so insensitive. “Please stop with the theatrics and let me finish,” she said tiredly. “She’s my only child. If anything happens to her I’ll never forgive myself. She can’t d*e. I’ll d*e too!” Cam’s mother cried out. The impatient doctor pinched the bridge of her nose. “No one said anything about dying,” she said sharply. “We’ve tried everything to stitch the wound but she’s not regaining consciousness. I’ve done a test and figured out she lost too much blood. We need a blood donor fast, and she’ll be perfectly fine.”
Daniel: “You’re the worst thing that’s ever happened in my life,” Lucia cried. “I wish you were never born. I wish I was never born. I wish mom and dad died in a car crash before the ever got the chance to conceive. I hate you so much…” I wanted to say something, but no words came out. What could I even possibly say? I’d been wasting my time by responding all this time, choosing to believe instead that my sister was just a self-obsessed brat who thought the world revolved around her… I mean, she was, but that wasn’t the point. Above all else, she was my sister, my little sister. The one five year old me had wished was a boy I could play with. The one who got me disappointed with how much she cried and turned as red as a tomato for months after she was born. She was the one I’d grown up with, the one I’d had to protect and felt good doing it. The one who smiled at me with no teeth and made me feel like a great older brother. The one who ran to me when our parents were a