My Life Be Like 3 : Alternate Ending ; Cam & London.

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Cameron's POV -

I was sitting on the couch with London's head in my lap. She hasn't been feeling good for the past two weeks. We were watching a movie with Faithe, but she starting to act out.

"Mommmy !" Faithe yelled jumping up and down.

"Yes Faithe ?" She asked.

"I wanna go to the mall !" Faithe said.

"Baby girl, I don't feel good."

"Daddy ?! Please ?" Faithe sat down.

"Mommy said she don't feel good." I looked at Faithe.

"But what did I say ?" Faithe asked getting an attitude.

"Faithe, what did I tell you about that attitude ? Does daddy need to get that lil' biscuit ?" London said sitting up.

Faithe flipped her long hair and started to walk out the living room. I grabbed her arm and pulled her back to me.

"Aye, Faithe, you heard yo' mama, didn't you ?" I asked her.

"Yes." She muttered.

"Then answer her." I said.

"Mommy, I don't want daddy to get my biscuit." Faithe pouted.

"Then sit your little ass down and stop talking back to me." London said.

Faithe looked at London with her big hazel eyes & her bottom lip started to quiver.

"Daddy !?" Faithe said looking up at me.

Her lip pouted more as her dimples sank in her cheek. Faithe started rubbing her eyes and began crying.

"I'm sor-"

"No you're not, Cameron !" London exclaimed looking up at me.

"Bae, she crying. You ain't had to cuss at her."

"I most definitely did, and she will sit her little ass right there until she done crying. " London said sitting up.

Faithe started crying even harder wiping her tears.

"Stop it." I said to London.

"Seriously, this is all your fault." She ran her fingers through her hair, then ran her hand over the side of her head that's shaved.

"How ?"

She looked at me like I was dumb.

"You spoiled her." London yelled throwing her hands up.

"K. Seriously you having mood swings right now, I ain't bout to deal wit' yo' shit especially in front of Faithe." I waved her off.

"Faithe go night-night and DON'T leave your room." London said.

I sighed leaning back.

"Night daddy." Faithe said.

"Gimme kiss." I said, Faithe leaned in and kissed me on the lips. "Aight baby girl. Night Night." I said.

"Bye." She ran up the stairs.

"So I got mood swings now ?" London said.

"Yeah, you wanna kiss on me one second and bitch the next." I licked my lips.

"So what you sayin' ? I'm a bitch." London stood up and got in my face.

I chuckled and turned my head the other way.

"Shut up & get out my face." I laughed.

"Ain't shit funny." She said.

"Why am I laughing then, London ? You ain't scaring nobody." I said.

"You are such a punk bitch." She yelled.

"Oh yeah ?"

"Yeah."

"If I have to stand up, you aint gon' like the outcome." I laughed.

Next thing I know London slapped the shit out of me.

"What, you gon' beat me like Shad did ?" She yelled in my face.

I stood up, pushing her back.

"You really think I'd do that shit to you ?!" I yelled.

"I mean, you've broken my knee, you split my head, what the fuck wouldn't you do ?" She asked flaring her nostils.

"You think I would do you like Shad did ?" I asked London.

She shook her head and started walking away.

"At least, I'm not pregnant & hiding the shit." I said.

"For real, Cameron ?! I haven't even taken a test." She yelled.

"Well when you do & you see you are, abort the shit 'cause it ain't mine." I said.

London pushed me back and started hitting me in the chest.

"We fucked the day before I was raped you fuckin' idiot !" She yelled crying, hitting me.

"Get off !" I yelled.

"No I fucking hate you. You showin' yo ass right now & I don't like it !" She yelled, hitting me harder. London's hand slipped and she hit me where I was shot when I was dealing a few years ago.

"Ah, fuck. London move." I stood up. She was still holding onto me tight. "No, get off !" I cried out.

"Wait baby, what happen ?" She started to look worried.

"You hit my scar tissue." I lifted my shirt.

"Shit, I'm sorry, but that's what you get." She said.

"You fuckin' play too much !" I yelled out as my eyes got misty.

I know I seem like a bitch, but that shit hurt so bad. London turned and faced the window.

"C-Cam.." She muttered.

"What ?"

"He's here." She said.

"Okay, go upstairs now !" I yelled. "Go to Faithe's room and cover her ears " I said.

"But, ba-"

"Go !" I yelled then went and got my gun & a rope.

"Okay, okay.." She yelled and ran upstairs.

I'm definetly still pissed at London, but right now, as for Shad, it's game time.