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My father used to tell me that there was nothing wrong with moving on, but it's been ten years now, and I still haven't moved on from losing him.

The day is finally over, no more lifting boxes. No more socialising with step relatives. Just peace and quiet.
So I lay their, on my bed, quietly. Going over the day in my head. How much of a blur these last few months have been.

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"His name is Jae-Sun and I'd like you to meet him." She explains, looking at my disapproving frown. I never thought my mum would move on from my father, I didn't want her to. It would be too painful for me to see her happy with another man.

Don't be so selfish.

I hear my dad in my head. Surely he would hate the idea as well.

But I love her.

He explains to me in my head.
"Please?"
I looked into my mothers hopeful eyes. These last few weeks, my mother has been much more bright. The spark that used to be in her eyes when she was with my dad had returned. I loved seeing her like this. After all of the years of her mourning for my father, she deserved a bit of happiness.
Happiness I could always give her, as I was mourning myself.

"He has a son, about your age." She says this, hoping that would make me feel better. And it does. Knowing I won't be the only child hating the idea of their parent loving another person other than their mother or father.
My mum looks at my face, my eyebrows squinting in thought, "He is a rapper." My eyes go wide in fascination as she explains his job.
"Namjoon is in a band, it's actually getting quite popular lately. He is very talented. Just like you." I smile at her compliment, now wanting to know more about Namjoon.
"What sort of rap?"
"You should ask him yourself."

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Knock knock

"Can I come in sweetheart?" My mother asks before pushing the door open anyway. She sits down on the edge of my bed.
"I just wanted to make sure that you're alright, I know today has been tough for you."
She is right, today, I let go of the house where I grew up, I've also moved schools. I have a step brother, and a step father.
But I keep quiet, I don't want to make her feel any more guilty than I have already made her.
"Yeah, I'm fine, how are you mum?"
She looks up at me brightly.
"I am great, as long as you are." She cups my cheek, serious now, looking to see any sign of sadness in my eyes. She then pats my head before getting up to leave.
"I love you hunny." She says before walking out the door.

I look around my room.

So messy.

There are boxes everywhere, some random clothes on the floor which are also covered by lots of paper clips from when I clumsily spilled its container.
I get up and start opening every box.

Why are you so unorganised Camille?!

I search for my laptop, each box not holding what I desperately need.
The last box I open, of course, has my laptop inside, right at the bottom.
Exhausted, I push the laptop onto my bed before switching off the lights by the door.
I then crawl into my bed. I found my duvet covers in one of the boxes I had opened, but I'm too tired to be bothered to make my bed. In result, being uncomfortable.
It takes me about ten minutes to find a good enough position to sit in before pressing play on my laptop.
I'm listening to one of my songs Namjoon said he liked, he also told me he would help me with adding more, enhanced features onto my work. Which I am very excited about.

I don't notice my door opening as I close my eyes, really listening to my lyrics. But my headphones are slowly moved away from my ears and I bounce up from my position.

Namjoon stands in front of me, slightly alarmed of my sudden movements.
"Hey, what you up to tomorrow?" He sits on one of my boxes in front of my bed.
"Can you knock? You almost gave me a heart attack!" I shout at him.
A evilish smile makes its way onto his mouth and I sigh at his lack of manners.

A sorry would be nice.

"I need to unpack tomorrow, why?"
"Just thought that I should introduce you to my friends. As you are gonna be seeing them a lot around here." He explains.
"Oh great, they aren't pedos right?" I ask worriedly.
Namjoon stares at me, "you think I'm friends with pedos?" He asks with a mock face.
I just sigh.
"So, can you leave the unpacking for another day and meet my friends?"
I contemplate the two options in my head, if I leave my room in this state for another day, I may end up going mad, but I should meet some new people. They may also be going to the same university as me seen as Namjoon is.
"Sure."
A smile forms on Namjoon's face, making his dimples very prominent.
"As long as Ally can come along too."
He instantly goes quiet, scratching his head.
"E-erm sure." He answers quickly before saying goodnight and leaving my room.

I look at the time on my laptop, 11:30.
I should go to bed.
But before I do, I text Ally...

Cimmy - Hey..how are you?? I miss u o(•_•)o

She answers almost immediately.

Ally Bob - Heh..had dinner 🤗

Cimmy - My arms hurt! I carried way more than you!

Ally Bob - Mhmm..I had the heaviest ones though!

I laugh at her message, she's such a weakling. Everything is heavy to her.

Cimmy - Ahh! Whatever..so what are you planning tomorrow?? 🤔

Ally Bob - Well I was going to get something from the bakery and sit on the bench while watching the world go by, you know?

She has always been that sort of person, who just keeps to herself. Quiet and timid.

Cimmy - Can you get like ten different ones please?

Ally Bob - Why the hell do you need ten things from the bakery? Jesus woman!

Cimmy - Well, Namjoon is inviting his friends round. So them seven and me and you would be nine. And one for my mum. 😅

Ally Bob - Holy fuck okay! I'll get them early though. Got to go, chores won't do themselves will they? See ya X

She is always so hard working.

Cimmy - BYYEEE!!! See you tomorrow!

I send her a few other text before going to bed, in the hope of making her smile...

Cimmy - OMG

Cimmy - Ally? Are you asleep, or are you doing bad things again? 😉😏

She's seen my text, why isn't she replying?

Cimmy - Haha, I was only joking! Love you and gnight.

After that I switch of my phone and get in a more comfortable position on my unmade bed. Feeling very lonely.

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EDITED

My updated second chapter.
I think Camille and Namjoon are going to have a very good brother and sister relationship.

Feel free to leave any comments.

Cim Caitlin 😎.

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