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@camila-cox
Phone Call.
Alex: And you couldn't just tell me that? How do think I felt? Shit, I don't want to think about this... Just know I'm here for you, Camila. I'll always be.
Camila: Alex you said that to me right before you left, too. Right before YOU left.
Phone Call.
Alex: Yeah, I'm sorry, too... I guess, this was meant to happen.
Camila: I - no, it's just - I was really scared, Alex. You left and I felt like stopping my heart. That isn't okay, I need to you know, be okay on my own, I can't guarantee anyone is going to be around for me.
Phone Call.
Alex: After what? .... After you left?
Camila: I know... I'm sorry.
Phone Call.
Alex: ... Where else would I go? The bus is home, I guess. At least, now it is.
Camila: I don't know. I didn't know if you'd stay after..
Phone Call.
Alex: I'm alright... And you? Y-You're doing good, right?
Camila: I am doing fine, yes. Are you.. still on the bus?
Phone Call.
Camila: A-Alex?
Alex: .... Camila? Is that y-you?
Camila: Yeah... How uhm.. are you?
Phone Call.
Camila: A-Alex?
Not Quite Like it Was || Camila + Alex
Alex walks beside Camila, placing his hands in his pocket. He wants to hold Camila’s hand or at least have some kind of contact with her. But it was clear Camila didn’t want the same. She had her arms wrapped around herself, as if protecting herself from getting hurt. It was something she did often and Alex wondered why he never took much notice of it. Alex’s eyes looked at the ride they were heading to. It didn’t look too exciting but he wasn’t going to complain. “Camila?” Alex says, turning to her. He gave her a small smile as he got closer to her. He made sure to give her some room. “You’re okay, right?” He asks. Alexander knew the answer, but he wanted to see if Camila would be honest. If she would admit how uncomfortable she was around him. He wanted her to be honest.Â
The look Alex has is in eyes is one Camila cannot name. But it breaks her heart, because if she had to guess, he knew this was wrong too. They shouldn't be so upset with each other, with themselves. Shouldn't they be happy? But Camila wasn't happy; she was scared. She shakes her head, looking down. Tears well in her eyes as she launches herself at Alex, hugging him tight with her arms around his neck. "I can't do this," she cries into his warmth, holding onto him desperately for a minute, tears leaving her blue eyes down to his shirt. "I'm so sorry," she says weakly, scared out of her mind. Clinging to Alex for another moment, Camila tries to carve his memory into her skull before she pulls back, not able to look him in the eyes as she runs off. Just like that, out of no where, Camila runs. Faster than she had in a long time, fast enough that Alex wouldn't be able to catch her this time. She couldn't do this. Being so close to Alex and feel the world's distance between them was something Camila refused to live through. They obviously couldn't be together anymore, and that broke Camila's heart. She runs all the way back to their hotel room, gathers her things as quickly as she can into her suitcase, and leaves her key on the dresser. She couldn't do this anymore, she couldn't do it at all. Crying silently, Camila checks out of the hotel, and doesn't get on the bus. No, this time, she was going home.
Not Quite Like it Was || Camila + Alex
Alex grabs his wallet and waits for Camila to gather her things. He walks quietly, not feeling the need to fill the silence around Camila and him with words. It was difficult to figure out what to say anyways. There wasn’t much they could talk about, and that made Alexander think. How did he and Camila even end up together? They didn’t have much in common. He fiddles with his hands, trying not to over think things. There was a time he didn’t think about why he and Camila were together, a time where he didn’t worry about silly things like similarities and differences. Why couldn’t things be like that again? Alex gives Camila a worried look, hearing her voice shake as she spoke. Without any thought he grabs her hand, giving it a squeeze. He prayed the touch made Camila feel as ease. But after awhile he removes his hand from hers, shrugging. “I don’t really know any of the rides here, so maybe you can lead the way?” He asks, smiling lightly.Â
When Alex reaches for her hand and squeezes it, Camila flinches a little, and tries not to make it obvious she was a little uncomfortable. Touching still felt weird, and she was doubting enough things. "I haven't been since I was a kid," she admits quietly, looking around. She didn't know her way around at all. Shrugging, Camila wraps her arms around herself and nods in one direction. The Small World ride appeared to be up ahead, and that seemed like a harmless place to go. She walks for a while in silence, eyes on the ground, watching both her feet and Alex's stride across the park. He walked in a funny pattern, she noticed, and hung his hands in his pockets. Camila had never noticed how he walked before. She was always too focused on how he kissed. Come to think of it, she knew next to nothing about Alex. She didn't know his favourite colour, his mom's name, his middle name. She didn't know his favourite food, or his pet peeves. Camila knew nothing about him. And he knew nothing about her. How were they even together?
Not Quite Like it Was || Camila + Alex
Alexander instantly agrees to Camila, only wanting to make her happy. It’s the least he can do for all the pain he’s caused her. Just the thought of the pain she had gone through makes Alex frown. “Yeah, let’s go. I’m sure you’ll have loads of fun.” He tells Camila, smiling as she plants a kiss over his heart. Camila was always so gentle, so caring. How could Alex not fall for her? How could he leave her? Seeing Camila go into the bathroom to change makes Alex sigh. Their relationship wasn’t the same. Camila clearly didn’t feel comfortable enough to change around Alex again. It hurt him a lot. But he couldn’t blame her though. She had plenty of reasons to be cautious of Alex’s return. His eyes close as he takes deep breaths, fingers running across the empty space Camila had occupied only moments ago. He’d make things better, he’d fixed his mistakes. All he needs is time, right? Time’s what brought him back to Camila, so it must be what will heal their relationship.
Alex’s eyes open, feeling the bed shift as Camila sits at the edge of it. He sits up, scooting to be by Camila’s side. His hands grab hers, rubbing the back of her palms with his thumbs. “I’ll get dressed and we can go. Okay?” Alexander leans in, placing a soft kiss on Camila’s cheek. He’s tempted to lightly brush his lips against hers, but restrains himself. At times, Alex found it hard not to crash his lips against Camila’s and giving her a passionate kiss. It was too earlier to be so intimate, especially since Alex was trying to prove to Camila he wasn’t going anywhere this time. With a deep breath he gets up, grabbing clean clothes and going into the bathroom to change. As soon as he was done he washed his face with warm water, needing to get out of his thoughts. He exits the bathroom with a smile and slightly damp face, putting his hands in his pockets. “Ready?”
Camila waits patiently for Alex to finish changing. She's glad that he too changes in the bathroom, she didn't want to see him naked, either. They were basically starting from square one. No sex, hardly any kissing, or touching. No nudity, no confident or open-talking, everything was discrete. Done in quiet, they didn't talk about what was still hanging in the air between them. It was like an elephant in the room, both of them knew it was there, neither really wanted to talk about it. When Alex comes out, Camila gives him a small smile and nods, not saying anything. She still talked from time to time, but Camila was scared to say anything that might push Alex away again. Was that healthy to feel that? Camila didn't know. She was questioning a lot about her relationship with Alex, and it was scaring her the more she discovered. Standing from the bed, Camila grabs her shoulder bag filled with her notebook, pen, and cash off the table and follow Alex out of the hotel.Â
Once they're in the park, she looks around, not knowing what Alex wanted to do. She looks to him, shrugging, "What ride do you wanna go to?" she asks quietly, shaking voice a little. For some reason she was having a hard time getting the words out. Maybe she just wasn't feeling well, maybe she was scared of saying the wrong thing, maybe she just wasn't used to being around Alex again.Â
Churro Search || Camila + Jordan
Jordan didn’t put any second thought behind her rubbing his hand with her thumb. At home, everyone was always touchy feely when it came to the way they showed their friendship. While Jordan wasn’t like that necessarily, he liked it when people showed their affection toward him. While Camila looked for a cast member, Jordan looked around for a churro stand. Maybe it was a part of the Disney magic that they weren’t able to find it. Maybe it would fall from the sky or something. Sadly, it didn’t. When Camila found the crew member and asked, he noticed the look of confusion on the girl’s face when she had to read the question. He was sure she didn’t mean it to be so obvious, but he still felt bad for Camila. She must get that look a lot. Jordan didn’t care that she couldn’t talk, or didn’t want to. Whatever the case there was a reason he didn’t know behind it and it was none of his business. The woman took a map out of her pocket and pointed to it. “Right there,” she said. “You’re not far, it’s right in front of Splash Mountain.” Jordan thanked her and began walking toward the direction that she pointed in with Camila. While he walked, he wrote in her notebook, “I’ll go to the ends of the universe for this goddam Churro.”
Camila at this point, is used to the looks of confusion when people have to read her speech. She expected it now, and had to pretend that after twelve years of being silent, it didn't hurt anymore. She nods in thanks as Jordan thanks the woman verbally, and they walk off in the direction. As Jordan writes in her notebook and Camila heads, she laughs quietly. This is the most sound she can make. Writing down in response, Well lets search Earth before we conquer the rest of the universe. Camila continues to follow the signs to Splash Mountain. If her memory served right, it was the super tall one with the water drop, but Camila wasn't 100% sure. Tucking a stray bit of hair behind her ear, Camila keeps her eyes peeled for even the smell of churros. We're just having all sorts of luck with this, aren't we? she adds to the end of the paper.
Churro Search || Camila + Jordan
Jordan had never been to disney. He had asked his parents once when he was younger if they had wanted to go with him, but every time they said no. “We’ll go when you’re older,” they said. But they never ended up going. At least now he was older so there was some truth to their statement. It was kind of a good thing that they didn’t take him, considering his fear of men in costumes. Jordan wasn’t sure when this began, or if it still existed, but he hadn’t really tested the logic until then. He never had a reason to. The lights were beautiful, and he was mesmerized. It wasn’t until he felt her move her arms to write that he looked down at the paper. He pulled a pen out of his pocket, and wrote something down underneath it. “Let’s go, then. Pardon if I get lost.” He didn’t find it fair to speak when she couldn’t. So he did what she did. Jordan walked over to where he imagined It’s a Small World would be. He might have gotten a bit lost but he tried to make it seem like he didn’t. When they got to the ride he looked around. No churros to be found.Â
Camila smiles when Jordan writes to her on her notebook. No one had ever written back to her before. Everyone just tried to get her to talk, or pestered her with questions as to why she didn't. She was perfectly capable, Camila knew that. She talked to Alex after all, but she could never bring herself to talk to anyone else. No one else had asked her to try, or made her feel safe enough to. When they reach Small World, there is no churro stand to be found. She sighs, looking through the crowd to try and see something, but Camila couldn't find anything. She looks to Jordan and shrugs lightly, before writing; I have no idea where it is. before smiling, laughing almost for thinking she knew where she was going. Camila continues to look around for any sort of sign. Nothing. But eventually, a cast member crosses their path, and Camila grabs Jordan's hand without thinking, pulling him with her to catch up with one of the workers. As habit to holding hands with someone, Camila rubs the back of Jordan's hand with her thumb softly, not even thinking about how this could be interpreted It was just how she was. Camila taps the woman on the shoulder before letting go of Jordan's hand and then writes in her notebook quickly; Where is the nearest churro stand?Â
Churro Search || Camila + Jordan
Jordan always gravitated to the strange and unusual. Maybe it was why he took the bus in the first place. The person at the ticket counter didn’t necessarily give him a lot of information about it but so far, Jordan had no regrets. He lied in his bed lazily until the hour passed. A part of him wanted to stay in his room for the time being. At least, until he could settle himself in a bit more. But the mattress started to fit to his body too well and that made him anxious to move around and do things. While Jordan lacked motivation and the ability to follow things through, his mind always raced at a million miles an hour. Plus, he hadn’t had a churro in what felt like years. The boy walked down the hallway and into the lobby. He wore the same thing that he had worn all day. Changing into something else would be a waste of energy. It wasn’t long until he found the anxious red head standing in the middle of the lobby. She intrigued him. Not only because she couldn’t speak. He felt like he wanted to be her friend for some reason and he couldn’t quite place his finger on it. He walked over to her and flashed his winning smile. “Ready for some churros? I sure am. Do you know how long it’s been since I’ve had a churro?” He stuck out his arm as an invitation for her to follow him. Sure, she might know where she was going more than he did. But he could pretend.Â
Camila smiles as she sees Jordan coming, she was worried he might not show up. Who knows, maybe he thought she was a freak. She nods, not saying anything for now, Jordan seemed to know where he was going. As they exit the hotel, Camila smiles shyly to herself. Disneyworld was beautiful. She hadn't been since she was six, and she remembered basically none of it. She talked back then. She spoke like a normal little girl back then. Camila was no longer normal though, and she found that saddening. Once they wander for a couple moments, she writes down on her notebook; Do you know where the stand is? I think there's one by Small World. Camila holds it up for Jordan to be able to read and hopes he doesn't mind her inability to hold a proper conversation. She was too self conscious for her own good.
Churro Search || Camila + Jordan
Camila was glad to be getting out this time. She'd spent so long hiding in her room and then hiding in her room with Alex that it was beginning to get to her. And Jordan was nice, so that was a bonus. Camila gets dressed quickly into a comfortable dress and sandals, ties her hair up and leaves Alex alone in his room. She still wasn't ready to call it 'theirs'. If she were to be honest, she was a little nervous. Camila had little to no friends, and it seemed the more time that past the more it became clear that she was pretty alone. She waits in the lobby regardless of her social anxiety, standing with her notebook and pen in hand as she waits for Jordan. Did he think she was weird for not talking? Most people did. Camila does her best not to be self conscious and looks around for the brunette. She really wanted a churro.
Oh man a churro sounds so good right now. We should definitely go together, but don’t be alarmed if I cling to you or something.Â
-laughs- I think that sounds fine to me. Meet me in the hotel lobby in an hour?
I’ve been kind of scared to get off the bus. Guys in costumes used to freak me out so I’m not sure if that fear’s still there since I haven’t really tried it out yet.Â
I'll come with you if you want some company, I mean, I've been dying to get a churro.
