My Life Be Like : Part 2 : Atlanta Edition..

Chapter 26 -

2 MONTHS LATER :

London's POV -

I haven't spoken to, or heard from Cameron and Faithe in two months. A few nights after he left I flew back to Atlanta. I was surprised because when I got to the house, the only things that were in there was my stuff. He took everything. The same night I called my mom in tears about how he left me with nothing. Don't get me wrong, I have tried to reach out to him on several occasions, he just wont return my calls or anything.

I layed in bed not wanting to get up. I hate the way this feels. Can you imagine being seperated from your child ? This is the worse pain I've ever felt. I really do feel as if I've lost everything. I have nothing but this big, lonely house. I pulled out my phone and logged into my Instagram. I was scrolling down the newsfeed when I saw a picture of Cameron. He was smiling with Faithe in his lap. I looked at the picture closely, noticing Cam had a cast on. I stared at the picture even longer looking at how happy him and Faithe looked.

I felt one tear roll down my cheek, but I wiped it away quickly. I put my phone down and stood up. I walked to my closet, and sat down in there. I grabbed a shoebox underneath a pile of clothes, and opened it.

I grabbed a bag of weed and a few rolling papers and got back in the bed. I rolled up a blunt and looked at it for a second. I opened up the dresser next to me and pulled out a lighter. I stared at the blunt again, then lit it up before pressing it to my lips. I inhaled the smoke and blew it out. I immediatley felt relieved. All my stress was seeming to melt away. I know what I'm doing is wrong ; I'm a mother. But, I need to relax. I can't keep crying over the same shit constantly.

I blew the smoke out of my nose and grabbed the bottle of vodka by my bed. I began to drink it, not giving a fuck about anything. I just wanted to black out. After a few minutes, I was finished with the blunt and just about finished with the vodka. I didn't feel the buzz well enough.

I walked to the bathroom and looked at myself. I looked a mess. I took my hair down and brushed it down. I splashed water on my face and looked in the mirror again. I stared at myself for awhile before walking back into the room. I sat on the bed and rolled another blunt. I've never been high before. I guess I'm going to learn what it feels like.

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Cameron's POV -

I was playing with Faithe in our small apartment.. in California. Yeah, I moved back. I didn't know how to tell London, so I never did. My mom knows I'm back. She told London's mom, so I'm surprised London hasn't found out. I haven't talked to London in about 2 months. I haven't let Faithe talk to her in 2 months either. I don't why I just haven't.

"You ready to see Grandma ?" I asked her.

"Yes !" Faithe exclaimed. As crazy as it seems, Faithe hasn't brought up London once, in the past couple months.

"Okay. Come on." I said picking her up dangling her over my shoulder. She laughed loudly, I smiled.

I walked to her room and threw her on the bed. I packed her a bag and then picked her up. She spends the night at my moms once a week. Because some days I need to be alone. I know it sounds bad. But as of right now, I'm a single father and it's definetly not easy.

"Daddy ?" Faithe asked.

"Yeah baby ?" I walked to outside with her on my waist.

"Where's mommy ?" She asked taking me by surprise.

I put her in the carseat and buckled her up.

"Uh-, I- uhm." I was trying to find the right words to say. "Mommy put me in punishment Faithe, and I- uh, I'm not off punishment yet." I said satisfied with my answer.

"When will you be ?" She asked.

"I don't know baby girl." My jaw clenched.

"I miss her, daddy." Faithe said. She looked sad. I closed the door and got in the front seat of the car. I pulled off.

"I miss her too, Faithe."

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Aniyah's POV -

Chris has been very quiet lately. Ever since we lost the baby, he just changed. We were in bed together. His arms were wrapped around me and my head was in his chest. He kissed my forehead. I looked up at him.

"Babe." I said.

"Yeah ?"

"I'm sorry. If I knew I would've d-" He stopped me.

"Stop babe. It's not your fault." He said.

"I just feel like I -" He stopped me again.

"Quit." He mumbled.

I looked up at him. He was looking out into space.

"You alright baby ?" I asked him.

He tensed up and looked down at me.

"You don't understand how ready I was for our first child." He said sounding disappointed.

"I'm sorry babe." I mumbled.

There was a long silence. For a second I thought he went to sleep.

"I love you Aniyah." He said.

"I love you too, Chris."

"You don't understand how much I love you. I want to give you the world." He held onto me tighter.

I grabbed his face and kissed him gently. He kissed me back then pulled away looking deep into my eyes. I laid back on his chest and just listened to his heartbeat.

I need Chris.

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