Camille's POV
I am sat at the dining room table with Uncle Garry and Grandad. We're waiting to eat breakfast together before they leave the house today. Our family has been so supportive of watching over me and making sure that I am okay. I have never felt that kind of support before. My well-being concerns them, which is how a family usually works. I guess I just never had that with my extended family from Sara and Max.
"You're gonna keep gettin' better, huh?" Grandad asks me with a pleading expression.
"For you, I will." I beam.
"For yourself, you will." Garry corrects me.
"And for myself, yes." I please him and feel him grab my hand.
"Here, bubba." Mam puts a plate of breakfast in front of me, making me excited. It is a full English breakfast — Mum has really outdone herself.
"Thank you, Mamma."
"Don't thank me, your Mum made it." Mam tells me and stands behind my chair. I reach behind me and put my hands on her face, pulling her down to give her a kiss on the cheek.
"You feelin' good?"
"Yes, ma'am." I giggle and feel her arms wrap around my neck.
"Here you are," Mum cheers as she comes out of the kitchen with plates for Garry and Grandad.
"Good Morning, sweetheart." Mum greets me with a kiss, seeing as I had not seen her yet this morning.
"Thanks for cooking." I tell Mum.
"Of course," She exclaims and gives Mam a kiss as well. Mam sits next to Grandad and Mum sits next to Uncle Garry. We eat our breakfast together, enjoying the chats we are having.
"Well, I better go get ready to go." Garry says and stands up. We all stand as well and begin to clean up our plates and such. Mam takes my plate and tells me to go to the front room.
"Hi, Nan." I happily greet Nana Joan as I see her sat on the couch. I sit near her and see that she is reading a book.
"Hey, pet, are ya' feelin' okay?"
"Everybody keeps asking me that."
"Well, we care."
"Yes, I'm very aware."
"You're just like our Cheryl." Nan chuckles as she shakes her head.
"How so?"
"You don't want anyone to worry about you. You can go through the most horrible times, but you don't want anyone to talk about it."
"I'm not used to all this," I explain myself and shrug my shoulders.
"What? Being a part of a family?" Nan jokes and chuckles to herself.
"Actually, yeah, kinda." I admit and she looks at me with a sad expression on her face.
"I'm sorry, pet."
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the three of us {chim}
FanfictionCamille 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...
