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🧘🏽‍♀️Living With Him🧘🏽‍♀️

   🔞{The Bad Boy Wants Me}🔞
❤️Season Two❤

🥰Camilla's Pov🥰

I moved backwards nervously. Their demeanor does not look friendly. All except the one from that night. I felt cage, Mr and Mrs Emerton couldn't do much to help but thankfully mom and dad rushed in.

"Officers. Good afternoon."

Mom greets offering each of them a Smile.

"Is there a problem here?"

"Yes infact there is ma'am. We've discovered new evidence and so your daughter has become a person of interest."

"So what, you were just going to come in here and arrest her!"

Mom snapped with a massive glare.

"She's not under arrest, yet. We're just taking her in for questioning."

"Well, I don't see a warrant now so she's not going anywhere."

"Do we really have to do this."

"I think we have. Go get a warrant and come back to his home officer until then, you're not welcomed."

I ran to mom's side giving her a really tight hug.

"It's okay baby."

She assured and they started walking out.

"We'll be back in an hour or two with the warrant, as requested."

"And I'll be right here waiting."

She pecked my fore head and they walked out.

"Hey, it's okay baby. You'll be fine. They're just desperate, they can't do anything to hurt you."

I searched for Dylan and when my gaze locked on his, he nodded slightly. That was all I needed. It's time to tell them the truth.

"Mom, dad... Can I talk to you for a second or like more than a second?"

I gulped. Dad nodded and mom caressed my face. I led the way back to my room and shut the door behind us. Nervous as hell, I kept playing with my fingers. Folding and unfolding them unable to look anyone in the eyes.

"Is there something wrong darling?"

"You two were always away. Business trips and all, I grew up as angry child and that weekend you travelled. I was alone in the house, the cook had left me with something I detested so I took matters into the my own hands. I went into the kitchen that night..."

I started off without taking a breath.

"But honey you said you were in your room ."

"I lied." I responded quickly and continued.

"Cooking wasn't a problem since I've done it lots of time. I started the cooker and began my work. After a while, I ran upstairs and got my phone. I kept chatting with a guy from school so I didn't notice the meal. That's how the house caught on fire."

I confessed and slightly sniffled. All this while, I bowed my head. I slowly raised it up trying to read the expressions on their face, something. Anything. Anger, disappointment or maybe even pain. I needed to see how they felt but there was nothing. Not even shock. They were both just two numb individuals who happen to be my parents.....



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