Camille Blue-Shay Kinsley is a fifteen year old girl living in London. Camille currently lives with her foster parents of 13 years. They were stitched to Camille for the baby years, but as each birthday rolled by, their attention started to fade a...
My eyes shot open at the noise of hysterical cries and someone slashing around in bed. I jumped out of bed and ran across the hall. Camille was curled up with her back on the headboard and tears streaming down her face. I looked at the state of her and saw her duvet was laid on the floor. I picked it up and ran to her side.
"No! Please no!" Camille backed away from me and held out her hands in defence. I grabbed her wrists, pulling her towards me and putting her head against my chest. She seemed to fight at first, but then realized it was my touch.
"It's just me. It's Mum, sweetheart." I panicked as I frantically pulled her close. She was shaking and I could feel it.
"Mum?" Camille completely broke down and gently wrapped her arms around my neck. It's like she knew it was me, but couldn't physically see me.
"I'm here," I said as I wrapped the thick duvet around her and picked her up. I was using all my strength as I carried her across the hall into my room.
"You're okay," I whispered to her and unraveled the tangled up duvet. I bundled her up and laid down beside her. I pulled her closer to me than I ever have before and made sure to kiss her temple every now and then.
"It was just a dream." I kissed her one last time before she dozed off again in my arms - hopefully peacefully.
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Author's POV
Camille woke up the next morning, immediately thinking about the events the night before. It was a crazy night, but she needed every second of it. The release that she had last night was exactly what she needed, especially since the hard times she's been having.
The teen rolled over in bed and grabbed her phone. There were tons of messages but one stuck out to her.
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Camille clicked on the link that Valerie sent her and the title already killed her inside. She tried to listen to what her Mam said about not reading the crap the pap's write, but she can't help it.
'Party Days Have Just Began For Camille Tweedy-Walsh, sending Cheryl's Soldiers Into a Rage!
According to some sources, Camille Tweedy-Walsh [Cheryl's newly-introduced daughter] was out partying all night on Friday. When a few friends hit Instagram with pictures of a 'wild night', Camille's followers drew suspicions. When Tweedy-Walsh was tagged in the photos, they were available for everyone to see. She can be seen drinking, dancing, and even lying in the street with cars headed her way. Looks like Cheryl hasn't been teaching Camille the best lessons. Suspicions were raised that the teen has been acting out because of her mother's absence at home. It seems as if something like this would have never happened if Cheryl was home, so maybe Kimberley Walsh [Cheryl's partner] isn't playing her part.
