《I Can Make You Smile (David x Reader)// CAMP CAMP》5
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Muffled screams could be heard followed by a grunt from David as he awoke. My eyes shot open as I remembered the situation we were in. I kicked my legs, looking at the upside down running children,
"What are you kids doing?" David questioned, wiggling in his binds.
"We're gonna kill space kid!" Nikki smiled.
"NIKKI NO!" I screamed. I turned my head to David, seeing the fear spread across his face, "Kids! Think about what the hell you're doing!" I screamed.
I watched as the group fell into a hole that was once covered by leaves, ouch, I hope no one broke a bone or anything.
A few mumbles went between Max and Erid before a fight broke out, Nikki against Max. These kids really love playing pretend, noting Max's tribal get up and Nikki's animalistic behavior.
"No fighting! Violence never solves anything!" David pleaded.
"Stab her, bitch!" Gwen yelled.
"Bad timing!" I yelled up to her.
A few bickers went between the children,
"I'll save you, Nikki!" Harrison yelled, holding himself up on the ledge before aiming his palm out toward me, David, and Gwen. "FIRE!"
The flame came straight to us, making the rope a patch of flames. I screamed, wiggling as much as I could as I felt the heat radiating off.
"Oh god!" David screamed I decided to hold back laughter at his severe voice crack, "Someone stop, drop and roll me!" He yelled.
"This is decidedly... Uncool." Erid grumbled her usual monotone voice.
"I agree! Someone put me out!" David screamed.
"Someone put us out!" I corrected,
"Yes! Us!" He screamed.
Honk
Honk
David screamed as a yellow Hummer drove and hit the pole, along with both of us. I grunted at the impact, already feeling like a bruise is going to be there later. Out stepped a tall man with gray hair, a smirk on his features as he placed his hands on his waist.
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"Someone say~ Cameron Campbell~?" He asked. I felt my chest thump,
THATS CAMERON?!
My eyes trailed him, taking note of the ankle bracelet on his boot.
"Um? No~?" Gwen question.
"Mr. Campbell! You saved me!" David smiled.
"Yes! I definitely saw you and was fully aware, that hitting you with my car would be the best course of action!" He smiled. I closed my eyes and let out a drawn breath,
Is this guy serious?
"Please! Excuse the condition of the camp, sir! Things got a little out of hand... But we can fix it! I swear!" David pleaded. Campbell let out a loud chuckle,
"The old, taking over the camp from the counselors and tying them to the flagpole routine." He let out a breathy chuckle, "I remember my first time." He said, walking away.
"You're way too casual about this!" I yelled as he left the area. I closed my eyes, wanting to contain a headache from so much blood rushing to my head.
"Hey, camp! Can't you see this guy is a terrible counselor and needs to be dealt with?!" Max yelled. I heard David gulp beside me.
"Huh? Oh, sorry kids... I've got other things to deal with... Campbell's got a poker game to get too! I'm not going to give too many details but... Let's just say if I win... I could end up being the prime minister of Thailand." Cameron smiled.
So he's a gambler...?
"This is serious!" Max yelled. "We're leading a charge to make a difference! We are the 99 percent! I saw it on TV!" Max yelled. Cameron laughed,
"You kids and your dreams! So full of Hope and ignorance! Someday you'll learn that no matter how righteous you think your cause is! There's always someone bigger to keep you down! And that day is today! And that someone is me!"
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"Say what now?" Max asked.
//
I picked up the washcloth and dumbed It into the soapy water bucket before going back to wiping down the tables,
"Well... That was fun." I mumbled. Gwen nodded, brushing the toothbrush across the carpet.
"Just. Great." She mumbled.
After a while, Gwen decided the place was clean enough. The kids went to do their own thing, leaving the space for the quartermaster to cook. I went to the pond, deciding to throw rocks from the bank, attempting to skip a few but not able to get more than three skips across the waves.
I stayed there for a long while, skipping rocks and sitting along the water's edge. I walked along, careful to where I'm stepping.
Before I knew it, it was getting Dark. I sat on the edge of the dock before pulling my boots and socks off, setting them beside me. The water was cold, but it's probably just because my feet were warm in such heavy shoes.
I kicked my feet in the water, looking at the full moon that reflected off the lake. I sighed, my mind trailing to random subjects before eventually going to me and David's conversation earlier...
"You know when you're a child... And you do everything in hopes of making your parents proud? To gain their respect? To help them know... That they raised you right?"
This job... I don't want it...
"I-I'm taking you in!" I yelled. Susan looked at me with a questioning look.
"What do you mean?" She asked. My chest started to ache as I pulled out my badge,
"You have confessed to your crime!" I yelled a few cops ran to the scene, stopping behind me and a few on the sides.
"E-Emily...?" She whispered. I looked away, pulling out my phone to call my father.
"My name is not Emily." I turned to her over my shoulder, "it's (Y/N)."
"Y-You lied to me!?" She asked, looking around at the authority that surrounded her.
"Yes, I did," I said bluntly.
"You said you understood! You know it was an accident! Why are you doing this-?!" She screamed. I kept my eyes on her swollen red ones, my face still.
"Answer me! You know it was an accident-!" Tears started streaming down her cheeks. "Why...? I... I trusted you...!" She screamed I stepped to her, keeping a straight face,
"You are charged for the murder of Gregory Johnson..." I said, my eyes narrowed.
"You-! You're a fucking monster!" She screamed, "I'll fucking kill you!" She lunged at me, only to be caught by the arms of the police officers who struggled to keep her back.
Tears pricked my eyes as I watched the one that I called my best friend struggle against my peers at work. I turned away, not wanting to look at the scene.
"You lied! I may have killed but you're the bigger monster! I hope you fucking die!" She screamed. I walked away, I ended up walking for many blocks, thinking of her red puffy eyes matching the ones that she had when she confessed to me about the man she accidentally killed.
My dad stood by a slide, standing on the woodchips in his working suit. He placed his hand on my shoulder,
"You did the right thing. She can go to jail for her crimes... And another criminal is off the streets." He smiled. I kept my eyes away from his as I buried my face into his chest.
"It doesn't feel like I did the right thing... " I whispered. "Father... I don't want to do this anymore."
"You are my only child, and you will keep this tradition going!" He yelled. I sensed his hostility and hung my head down,
"I understand."
"Samuel?"
(Word count - 1263)
(Finished writing on Fri, Aug 3rd)
Who do you ship Max with?
Was the backstory part too random?
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