Falling Deep // BTS FanFic

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I always think about you, I hope you think about me up there.

I look at the boys, who are all half asleep. Even I don't think I can go around some shops, so I don't know how they ever could.
"Uhm, sure but I need to tell my mum." Jungkook yawns.

Oh fuck, I completely forgot about them. My mum must be worried sick!

'SHIT!" I begin stomping on the ground rapidly, cussing and cursing to myself.
"Er what's wrong?" My brother asks, a little embarrassed.
"My mum and your dad!"
His face goes from embarrassment into horror in less than a second.
We both grab our phones out of our pockets and nervously look at how many miss calls we have gotten.
"How many calls?" Namjoon asks me.
"67, how many texts?." I ask him.
"120"
The boys around us take no notice of the both of us frantically running out of the door and to Namjoon's car.

The very short journey back home is horrible, we are both muttering swear words under our breath as we think of all the possible ways of how we could die.
I text everybody I know, telling them how nice they were and how much I am going to miss them as Namjoon speeds down the road.

Cimmy - Dear Ally Bob,
You have been the greatest best friend ever, way better than any boyfriend. Today, my parents are probably going to murder me and my brother, so I will not be seeing you again.
I will miss you very much.
P.S. I want to be cremated. Xxx

"I'm going to miss you my brother." I begin to sob.
"Oh shut up and stop over reacting, they will be fine."
I pout at him.

He needs to face the fact that we are going to be murdered when we get home.

"Do you even know my mum, I'm surprised she hasn't gotten someone to track us down by now!"
"I think you are forgetting that we are legal adults right now." He says ever so calmly.
"Namjoon! My mum will still kill me!" I groan loudly before he tells me to shut up.
"Oh well."
I raise my hand ready to slap him, but then I remember that he is driving so I just huff and look out my window like my life depends on it.
Until we arrive in front of hell.

Before I am even out of the car, the front door of 'hell' opens. And two angry faces storm out.
My mum pushes past my step dad frustrated.
"Where were you!?" She yells in my face as I cower behind Namjoon.
"We went to a party." Namjoon says calmly yet again.
"A party! With alcohol? What were you thinking! You know that stuff is dangerous Camille." That hits a nerve, how in the world did she think I could ever drink after what alcohol did to my father. There is no way, I could ever, betray my father like that.
"I didn't drink." I finally step out from Namjoon's shadow and stand up for myself. My mum looks at me shocked from my stern voice.
"How dare you think I would and could betray my father." A tear spills onto my cheek as I speak.
"Do you really think that bad of me?!"
My mother opens her mouth to fight back, but no words come out.
"C'mere." My step father pulls me by my arm towards the front door.
"Stop!" I shout at him, freeing myself from his weak grip.
"Namjoon lets go." I shout to him as I stomp my way back down the path towards the car door.
My brother looks at our parents for a while in disbelief before getting in the drivers seat and driving off, before my mum could spit any more insults in my face.

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EDITED

Please show some support to my friends, iikm_Alexx , sister book 'Falling Deep."
Poor Camille got herself into some trouble!
Please take car of yourselves.
DINT DRINK DRIVE.

Cim Caitlin 😎.