Camilla
Standing under the shower, I watched the water change into red colour before going down the drain. I lifted my hands and stared at it, wondering when I became so dark. Camilla Scott couldn't even watch the maid kill the Christmas kitchen yet I murdered a man in the most cruel way ever_at least in my dictionary.
I refuse to cry though, I refuse to shed tears for those who aren't worth my tears. Closing my eyes, I quickly washed my body, I'm done feeling guilty over the wankers death, it's not as if feeling guilty is going to bring him back to life, I can as well suck it up and move on with my life.
I got out of the shower, changed into one of the hoodies that Damon talked about before joining them downstairs. Everywhere was quiet when I came down, my eyes involuntarily went to th
