the three of us {chim}

Piece 38

(A/N: Cheryl and Liam had their baby boy! So excited and happy for them both! Also, I love this picture of Cheryl!)

Camille's POV

We've been sat at lunch for a few hours until Mum got a call that her family was near our house.

"Why don't you go wait outside with your Nan?" Mam pushed me to go wait outside with Joan while her and Mum paid inside.

"Okay." I nodded my head and went outside near the parking lot.

"Hey, pet." Joan said and put her arm around my shoulder.

"Hey."

"You want to ride back to the house with us?" I smiled up at her and nodded.

"Yeah?" She looked at me excitingly.

"Yeah!" We shared a smile and saw Mam and Mum come out of the restaurant.

"C'mon, bubba." Mam put her hand out for me to grab.

"I'm going to go with Joan." Mam looked at Joan and smiled. I could tell that she was glad we were getting along.

"Alright, we'll see you back at the house." Mum said and we walked in different directions.

"This is the one." Joan pointed to one of the cars in the parking lot and we both got in.

"So, let's talk real. How do you like your new life?" She bluntly said. No ones ever been so real with me, and I actually enjoyed her bluntness.

"It's good." She gave me a look like she thought I was lying.

"We're talking real." She widened her eyes for me to tell her the truth.

"Fine. Sometimes I wish I could do more, like I get babied too much at times. Sometimes I also feel like I can't be completely real with them. I feel like I can't tell them everything, yet." She looked at me for a second and turned her stare back to the freeway.

"So tell me. What can't you tell them, that you want to?" I looked at her, wondering if I can really trust her.

"Like what?" I questioned.

"Anything." She answered.

"Promise you won't tell?" I asked, making sure my secrets weren't getting spilled.

"I promise, unless it's necessary." She said, making me slightly giggle.

"Let's see...sometimes I tell them I'm going on campus to visit friends, but I'm really going to see Capron at his flat-" Joan cut me off quickly.

"What?!  Who's Capron?" Joan looked at me, shocked.

"He's a boy I met at school." I explained to her worried voice.

"Is he your..." She looked at me questionably.

"Yeah." I said, ashamed that I've kept this a secret from Mum and Mam.

"And you haven't told Cheryl or Kimberley?" Joan raised her eyebrows at me.

"I know!  I know it's bad, but I'm not comfortable about talking about boys and all that with them." I looked at her, knowing I can trust her.  I don't know why I'm trusting her, but I can feel the trusting bond we have already created.

"They've even met him.  I would have figured that they would just know, but they haven't said anything." She kept on driving while I poured my thoughts out.

"Maybe its for the best they don't know.  They're such worriers, I bet." I nodded with my eyes widened, she giggled and looked back at the road.

"But I love them.  I love them a lot.  I've never felt like I've had such a caring and loving connection with someone.  They're like my worlds and I don't want to lose them.  I won't say I would die without them, because I have lived without them before.  But a piece of me would die, the piece that I need to be who I am." I've never poured my soul out like that, but I felt like Joan would listen and take in every word.  I also know that she wouldn't tell anyone my secrets 'unless necessary'.