Am I Adopted?! (Cameron Dallas fanfic)

Chapter 29

Camille POV

"MATT!! WHERE DID YOU LEARN HOW TO DO MAKE UP woah omg it looks like no one  harmed me!!" i shouted. Matt quickly covered my mouth by flapping his hands over my mouth in some weird motion. "Shh, theyll hear y--" Matt whispered, but got cut off. "What do you mean un-harmed, did something happen Camille?" Cameron asked.  "What psh no nothing happened right Matt" i answered. "Psh yea nothing happened you see shes fine, normal as ever see" matt patted my face, being the stupid him he forgot about the bruise, which made me yelp when he pat it. Cameron snatched matt hands to see his palms smeared with make up. Cameron then tilted my head to face him and rubbed the rest of the make up completely. Revealing the huge bruise. Anger shot through his face. "Cameron Calm down" i said touching his fore arm. "Dont you fucking dare tell me to calm down" he slapped me. Matt jumped up and shoved Cameron away.  "Whats your problem man!!!!" Matt yelled. Drama, thats what i caused by coming here to Cali. This wasnt meant for me i was meant to be adopted, meant to stay in NY and suffer. I take this distraction the time to pick my runaway bag (kept those just in case). i snuck out of the house and called up a taxi that met me outside. "Hey, um can u take me to the nearest airport please" i told the guy, he nodded. We soon got there, after i paid the man i went insode to pay the ticket and borded the plane as my flight was being called. "Hello ladies and gentlemen this is your captain speaking, we are above 30,000 feet of California flight to New York City, New York is now taking off, thank you for choosing delta. Also you may now use your electronics." spoke the captain from the intercome. I was looking through my bag and found...? my old phone? shoot my old phone MARC AND MARTIN!! i quickly called them. "Hello?" asked either Marc or Martin i couldnt tell really. "Hey Marc, Martin this is Camille" i said.

** =whispering
*lets go in the closet so they wont hear us*

Marc- Camille is it really you?
C- *chuckles* yes Marc its really me, how are you guys
Martin- Terrible mom and dad havent been acting the same, they seem so down and upset, they miss you Camille WE miss you
Camille- *sniffles* i missed you guys too, but guess what?.. Im coming home im actaully getting on the taxi right now (pretend she got there quick)
M&M - *squeals*
"Boys where are you?" adopted mom
C- boys dont tell mom and dad im coming i want it to be a surprise
M&M- Got it ok bye Cammie love you
C- *sniffles* love you too

Now my phone

(CALLING MATT)

M: Hey babe what street is your new apt at again?
C: How did you know i got my own apt, and how did you know i came back to New York babe
M: Bc i know you Camille, and im not going to leave you all alone, dont worry the rest dont know where i am
C: Where are yoy exactly?
(hangs phone)

"Right behind you" he taps my shoulder. I hug him tightly. "I love you so much Camille" he said. "I love you more Matt" i said pecking his lips. "Now lets meet your parents shall we" he bends his arm. "We shall" i smile and hook my arm through his.