the three of us {chim}

Piece 12

Kimberley's POV

We were all sat around the breakfast bar eating the blueberry pancakes. Last night, we had ordered Chinese and fell asleep on the couch. I had woke up this morning to Camille in between me and Cheryl, fast asleep. She actually had a little smile on her lips, she was so cute when she was having good dreams.

We're now telling stories about our travels, Camille has never been out of the country except for France, but that was home for her. She told us all about how she used to live there with her parents as a baby. She obviously doesn't remember most of it, but they used to visit a lot apparently.

"I have this cousin, she's Dad's sisters daughter.  Her names Adrienne.  She's not like the rest of them, she's actually cool.  We went all around Sardinia together, that's where her family lives.  It has the most beautiful beaches, they're gorgeous.  You guys should see them sometime." She smiled at me and Cheryl.  She's so extraordinary, she's the perfect girl.

Camille's POV

"Adrienne and I used to go literally everywhere together.  Me and my parents would go to France every Summer and Winter break from their work.  We haven't gone back in 5 years.  I haven't seen or heard from Adrienne since." I frowned seeing Kimberley and Cheryl's sad faces.

"It's okay, I've gotten over it though."

"When was the last time you went on holiday, Camille?" I looked up at Cheryl.

"5 years ago."

"Oh, well what-" She was cut off by the loud ringing of my phone in the front room. It was probably Mum telling me off for not calling last night.

*Ring, Ring*

Across the screen it read 'Dr. Daniels'. Oh. My. God. I completely forgot. It's funny how the things that you can't get out of your mind the night before always seem to be invisible the next morning. I quickly answered the phone, my heart beating a million beats per second.

"Hello?"

"Hello, Camille. Is Kimberley around?"

"Uh, no. She's in the other room...with..." I didn't want Cheryl to overhear me.

"Ah, I see. Would you like the results now or to wait for Ms. Walsh?"

"No, please go on."

"I can hear the nerves in your voice." Geez, man. Just get on with it.

"They only get more nervous the more time you spend not telling me." We laughed as I tried to chill out. There was no chilling out at this moment in time.

"Okay. Are you ready? You're 100% sure you want to do this?"

"Yes, I'm a million percent sure." I'm so sure. I want to know so badly now, I was surprising myself.

"Okay. Well, the results of the blood fragments matched by 84%."

"And that means..." I was so anxious I didn't want to jump to conclusions because if the high percentage number.

"The tests were positive. Ms. Cheryl Tweedy is your biological mother. I would say congrats but I don't know if this is good or bad news."

"Very good news, sir! Thank you so much, very good news!" I was practically squealing on the line, but also trying to be quiet. I didn't want them to think I was getting attacked or something.

"Congrats, then! Have a good day!"

"You too, bye!" I hung up the phone and stood up from the sofa I had occupied. I smiled and walked back to the kitchen. I stood at the revolving door trying to hold my smile in.