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

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London's POV -

I woke up without feeling Cameron's body next to me, but between my legs. I played in Cameron's hair as he ate me.

"Baby, mmmm." I moaned tugging on his hair.

"You woke bae ?" He asked from under the covers. He slid his tongue deep in me.

"Fuck, I am now.." I arched my back deep.

He had to be eating me for awhile, because I could've sworn I was dreaming out it. Cam began fucking me slowly with his tongue as I wrapped my legs around his neck. I wasn't trying to be loud, because I didn't wanna wake Faithe..Speaking of Faithe I heard a knock on the door, just as it started getting good.

"Wait, babe.. stop." I moaned.

"I don't wanna.." He sucked on my clit.

"Ahhhh mmmn fuck." I screamed.

"MOMMY !" Faithe yelled banging on the door.

"Baby, I'm cumming !" I yelled out to Cam, as well as Faithe.

"Hurry." She yelled.

I came and Cam licked up every single drop, then came back up. He bit his lip and chuckled.

"Go get Faithe." He smiled laying back, licking his lips.

I smiled and grabbed my undies, sliding them on. I pulled my sweats on, then went and opened the door.

"Hey baby." I smiled picking Faithe up.

She laid her head on my shoulder and put her thumb in her mouth.

"Mommy, I don't wanna go to daycare today ?" She said.

"Why not, honey ?"

I sat on the bed with her in my arms.

"Because mommy.. I think I'm having a baby." She looked up at me.

"What ?" Cam asked looking at us.

"You said when a girl and boy love each other they have baby, mommy. I love Drew." She looked at me.

Cam looked mad & I busted out laughing.

"Baby, you're not pregnant and you don't love Drew." I said.

"Why not ?"

"You have to do a special secret dance with Drew to have a baby & you have to wait until you're 90 years old to do that dance." Cameron said.

"I don't love Drew that much, daddy."

"I know."

"Well, mommy your only 20.. why didn't you and daddy have to wait until your 90 ?"

"Because daddy loves to dance with mommy. If he didn't like dancing so much, Fay Fay wouldn't be here." I kissed her nose.

Faithe giggled and kissed mine back.

"Mommy, can you teach me the dance ?"

"Hell no ! You ain't going back to daycare." Cameron exclaimed.

I started laughing at his facial expression.

"Faithe, you can't love anyone else but Mommy, Daddy, Grammy, & Nana and if Mommy and Daddy have a baby, then you love them too. If you love the other little boys you go to jail." Cameron said.

I shook my head.

"Oh no, Daddy ! I don't wanna go !" She jumped in his arms.

"Don't worry, Daddy ain't gon let you go." He laid her on his chest.

I shook my head laughing at them, until I heard a ring at the door. I walked down the steps and opened it seeing some mexican lady with big, curly hair and two deep ass dimples. She was gorgeous.

"Hi, can I help you ?" I asked opening the door.

"Hello, does Cameron Parker live here ?" She asked looking me up & down.

"Uh, yes. May I ask who you are ?"

"Are you London Parker ?" She asked me.

"Yes, I am ma'am.. who are you ?"

"Oh mija ! You're beautiful !" She exclaimed covering her mouth, hugging me.

I didn't hug back.

"Who are you ?!" I asked pushing her back.

"Baby, everything okay ?" Cameron asked rubbing the back of his neck. "Who is this ?" He asked.

"You're Cameron ?" The lady asked.

"Yeah."

"Ohhhh mijo ! I know I'm late, but I'm Jackie.." She said grabbing his hand.

"Who are you ?" He asked.

"I'm your mother... your real mother Cameron. I came here because I found out your father died awhile ago."

Cameron looked at me with a crazed look on his face.

"Get the fuck away from me." He choked out, slamming the door.

Cameron started storming up the steps.

"Cam, wait." I ran after him, he turned around and his face was red.

"What ?"

"Did you know ?" I asked him.

"What ? That I'm adopted ?" He asked me.

"You knew ?"

"Yes, London. I knew.." He cleared his throat and tried to walk back up the steps.

"You weren't going to tell me ?" I asked grabbing his arm again.

"Tell you what ? That my real mom never wanted my ass, and I killed my real father ?" He looked at me, I could tell tears were about to spill out his eyes at any second. "Sorry, London, but the lady living in California, the same lady whose been caring for me all these years is my mom." He tried walking away again.

"But Cameron, I - "

"London !" He yelled. "This ain't about you, okay ?! All I want you to do is be there for me, aight ?!"

I looked at him as sadness filled his eyes. He shook his head and sat on the steps crying his eyes out.

"Baby.." I rubbed the back of his head, kneeling down in front of him, putting his head in my chest.

"I can't ever fuckin be happy." He cried hysterically.

"Babe, you don't deserve this." I whispered kissing his cheek.

"I hate my life, London. I really do."