Nash POV
I arrive home, it's only been 3 days and I've dread every single of one of them since the press found out. I can't go anywhere without getting swarmed with questions asking about Cameron.
Honestly I want to forget everything. There's no way I can fix this, no way I can get my marriage back or my little baby Khloe.
I wish I could go back. But there's no way to fix 5 years of damage, that's far to long. I made vows and broke them. Soon to come will be a public divorce and those are so rough, from what I've seen and heard.
I promised Cameron we wouldn't be like anyone else, but we turned out to be the exact same.
As I lay down on my bed, I tend to think of all the happy times, from the times we traveled.
Our honeymoon, wedding, daughter, holding hands in Paris, kissing in Germany, and flying across the world.
Every photo making me smile. The happy times. The way we smiled at each other like we couldn't get enough, holding hands like we would never let go, kissing like we would never kiss again.
Those were the times I lived for, and it kills me knowing we will never ever be the same as we were in the pictures.
Cameron will make his own new photos and I will just be a memory, that he has no intent on keeping.
Cameron POV
Waking up to my sweet little angel Khloe this morning was the highlight I always lived for.
I look up and see my mom, soon after that I say to my mom. "Thanks for bringing her mom, you know just what to bring to make me smile. Can you give us a minute?" She quickly responds. "Yes of course!" She smiles at me as she leaves, and I look right at my beautiful daughter and smile.
Her sweet little Carmel fingers, her curly hair, her sweet green eyes, and the sweetest brightest smile, and her giggle was to die for.
She's been talking a lot more lately.
She looks at me while laying next to me on my bed.
"Daddy"
"Yes?"
"I love you"
My heart melted, I've waited to hear those words, I haven't heard them in awhile. I kiss my little Khloe on her forehead, and she falls asleep right between my side and right arm. Soon after that I fell asleep too, and it was the best sleep I've ever gotten.
Nash POV
Waking up this morning was rough, I looked like shit, felt like it, and even smelled like it. I drank away my pain lastnight wanting to forget just for a couple of hours at least.
Jack has been blowing up my phone for 2 days now, and I haven't answered. I didn't feel like communicating with anyone except my bottle of liquor.
I got up and showered, fixed my hair, and put on my Vans shirt some khaki skinny jeans, and vans. I took a drink before leaving my house, I can't deal with these people sober. I grab my cars keys, and walk out of that door. Just another day of press not like I haven't seen them before.
"NASH NASH RIGHT HERE, who's the guy?"
"Who could be possibly better than Cameron? And especially a child."
"Maybe you should jump off a bridge too."
"Will you ever get him back?"
"How long did it last?"
The liquor defiantly got to me when this slipped out of my mouth.
"How about yall all take a lesson from Cameron and go jump off a bridge! Fuck yall, goodbye.., and one last thing. Stay the fuck away from my house!"
I hopped in my car, drowning myself in liquor, and drove off only to find myself at Jack's.
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FanfictionI went to bed with the biggest demon of all every night, made love to it, and sacrificed everything for it. And now it's killing me, and I'm letting it (Cash)
