the three of us {chim}

Piece 22

Camille's POV

I was lying in bed, not tired at all. Tomorrow me and Cheryl were going to the music school. I'm super excited, I can't sleep! I decided to text Cheryl to see if she was awake. I'd hate to go in there and barge in on something I don't want to barge in on.

Camille: Are you awake?

Cheryl: Are you okay?

Camille: I'm lonely, I can't sleep.

Cheryl: Okay, babe. xx

Okay? She wasn't going to come in and sleep with me? That's what I expected from her. Suddenly, I grew tired. I don't know why, but I could feel tears brimming my eyes. I'm such a baby, I want to sleep with Cheryl. I want to have sweet dreams in my mothers arms.

Cheryl's POV

I got a text from Camille saying she can't sleep. I go into me and Kimberley's ensuite. I am nude from what had happened a few hours ago. I couldn't sleep, knowing that tomorrow was a huge day for me daughter.

I walked into the wardrobe after fixing me 'sex hair' and put on some pajamas. I went over to Kimberley's side of the bed, kissing her cheek. I felt bad leaving her all cold.

I walked across the hall, closing the bedroom door silently. I opened Camille's bedroom door, hearing her sniffle. Me heart broke to the sound of me daughters cries.

I walked over to her bed, she turned around with tear-stained cheeks.

"I thought you weren't coming." She coldly sat up from her spot and turned towards us. I sat on the side of her bed, wiping her cheek.

"Hey, I'll always come and hold you when you can't sleep. It's what I'm here for." I crawled under her duvet and held her in my arms.

"Hey, Chez?" She looked up at me with glossy eyes and a frown on her face.

"Yeah?"

"Do you...really want me here?" She sniffed, I smiled sadly at her confession. She wanted to know that she is wanted and loved. She needed to know, or else she would doubt herself.

"Of course I want you here. I want you here more than I've ever wanted anything. I don't just want you 'here'. I want you in my arms, where you're safe and loved. I want to watch you do the little growing you have left, because I missed it. I missed your whole life." She looked at me sadly, I knew this would come up at some point.

"You needed me! I could have loved you so much more. I could have held you like this every night, but I couldn't. I couldn't do anything about it. I figured you were better off without me, that me crazy world had no room for someone like you. That was until Kimba knocked some sense into me when I told her about you. She wanted me to find you and I tried, and I did. I found you, but not the night Kimberley brought you home." She looked up at me confused.

"You found me before?"

"You were five. I found out you had been with Sara and Max for all those years. They used to send us pictures of you and tell us all the fun things you were doing without me. Then I would always get emotional or depressed because I wanted to be a part of your life, but I couldn't. When I first saw you that night you came over, I had this gut feeling. Like my heart was drawing me to you, but my mind was telling me to back off. I was debating whether it was you or not, and it was." I still have the pictures of her as a little five year old. I use to dream about what she would look like in the dim future and who she would turn out to be. Now I know, and I know exactly the kind of woman she is. She's strong, kind, and absolutely adorable. She'll always be my little girl.