Chapter 4 -

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Okay, just to be clear , London is 22, Cameron is 23 and everyone else is 23 except for Dymond who is 21.

London's POV -

             I pushed Michael off me and got up. Cameron looked back and forth between Faithe, Michael and I. He looked at me with disgust. I ran over to him.

"Baby, I'm so sorry !" I grabbed his arm. He flinched back.

"Stop."  He looked serious. I saw his facial expression change he got angrier and angrier by the second.

                   I looked down in his hand. There was a picnic basket. I felt terrible.

"Cameron ba-"

"In front of our daughter though ?" He looked at me and shook his head.

"Let me explain please."

"London, there's nothing left to say." He held Faithe tighter and left.

                                                            I shook my head. This can't be happening. I felt Tyga's arms wrap around me. I turned around and pushed him off.

"I have to go, Ty." I looked at him.

"I understand. Go." He said.

                                              I ran off the set and went straight to my car.
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                  I walked in the house and ran upstairs.I walked in my room to see Cameron packing clothes. I climbed on to the bed and went to his side where he was doing it.

"Cameron, what are you doing ?" I asked.

                                  He didn't answer he just kept packing. I grabbed onto his arm. He snatched it away.

"London, don't touch me !" He exclaimed. He looked in my eyes and shook his head. 

"Talk to me, please." I begged.

"It's obvious what I'm doing London." He grabbed his last box of shoes and packed them. 

"A-Are you breaking up with me ?" I asked on the verge of tears. 

"Don't." He said referring to me crying. He walked to the door but I hopped off the bed and blocked him. 

"Stop !" I felt warm tears run down my cheeks.

"Move."

"No. Tell me where your going."

"It doesn't matter, London. Move out the way." He calmly said.

"Cam, please don't leave me." I tried to wrap my arms around him but he moved me out the way. 

                He grabbed all his bags then proceeded to Faithe's room. I followed him. He kneeled down by her bed. She looked like she was crying. I felt terrible. 

"Baby, daddy's going away for awhile. I'll still come to see you though, okay ?" He asked grabbing her hands.

"I wanna go with you !" She exclaimed. 

"Nah, I can't let you do that. I'll see you later though."

"Okay daddy." Her face dropped. I could tell she was going to cry. 

                              I felt myself begin to cry. He kissed her cheek and told her he loved her and walked down the stairs. I ran and blocked the door to get outside.

"London, I'm done playing. Move !" He exclaimed. 

"NO !" I yelled.

"MOVE OUT THE FUCKING WAY !" He yelled. I jumped. His veins were popping out.

                                              I know that this time I really fucked up. 

"Please don't leave me, Cameron." I shook my head and wiped my tears. 

"I have to go." He tried to move me out the way.

"What about Faithe ?" 

"I'll see her soon."

"Cameron, you can't leave. I need you."

"I wish I could believe you." He cleared his throat. I know he's annoyed with me.

"Baby, I'm so sorry." I looked in his eyes. He looked away quickly. 

"I'm leaving. Move." He said calmly. He looked up at the ceiling. 

                                              I finally moved out the way. I watched him walk out of the door and get into his car. I closed the door and wiped my tears. I went upstairs to Faithe's room and saw her laying there. Cameron is her everything so I know she's going to have a hard time dealing with this. I walked into my bedroom and laid on the bed. 

                          All I can think about is Cam. Where he's going, does he love me ? I don't even know. Right now I feel like the worse mother and girlfriend in the world. I don't even know if I'm still his girlfriend. 

                          I'm just confused and hurt. 

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