London's POV -
I laid in bed with Cameron, rubbing his chest.
"Did you like it ?" He asked looking down at me.
"Yeah." I kissed his chin, not worrying about his chin hair.
"Good ma. I loved it." He smiled.
"Cammyyyyy." I climbed on top of him & placed his hands on my thighs.
"Yeah ?"
"We need to start talking about us, you left; came back, and we've fucked twice already. Baby, nothing between us is solved. Sex doesn't solve anything." I ran my fingers through my hair.
[BTW. If you haven't already gotten it, London's been the girl all along. Lol.]
"Okay.. so tell me what's up." He licked his lips.
"Okay, Cameron, I apologize for blaming you for the death of our baby. I'm very emotional about it, and I feel like you don't take responsibility." I looked in his eyes.
"I do, but London that's not a reason to call me a murderer."
"Baby, I know. I apologize for the whole Shad & your father comment. It was all for me and I was ungrateful as fuck."
"Babe, I apologize for hitting you."
"You should be, Cameron you can't be hitting me."
"With the whole murderer thing & me tip-toeing on this marriage, its hard not to get pissed off."
"I know, but being a man & a father you need to know how to control your anger. Shits ridiculous, babe."
He looked me in the eyes.
"I don't want to see you cry, ever.." He mumbled, "only out of joy."
"I'm going through a lot right now, the seizure and the baby & Faithe, trying to cope with a marriage. I'm stressed." I licked my lips.
"I'm so sorry, I need to be a better man, role model, and husband."
"I love you, Cammy." I rubbed his cheek.
"I love you more."
We kissed and then he got up.
"I need to go see my daughter."
"Yeah. Do that." I laid back.
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Cameron's POV -
I walked into baby girl's room and sat down on her bed.
"Baby girl..." I whispered, picking her up.
She opened her eyes, looked at me, then away.
"Daddy's so sorry for everything. I been going through a lot & I never wanted to scare you or hurt your feelings." I rubbed her back.
"Daddy, you left us." She said.
"I know, and I'm so sorry for that. I'll never leave again."
"Do you promise ?" She looked me in the eyes, with her pretty ass hazel eyes.
"I promise."
She looked at me, then at my chest.
"Daddy, what's these marks on you ?"
I looked at my chest, only noticing my bullet wound.
"What marks ?"
"This black stuff."
"They're called tattoos, and your name is right here.." I showed her the tattoo on my arm.
"What does that mean ?"
"That you are daddy's princess, and that daddy will love you more than anything for the rest of his life." I kissed her cheek.
"Really ?"
"Yes, now show me that pretty smile." I smiled.
She smiled big & let her dimples sink deep in her face.
"You're so gorgeous." I smiled, her eyes started fluttering, "You tired ?"
"Yes daddy."
"Okay. Gimme a kiss." I puckered up.
Faithe kissed me. I laid her down, then got up.
"I'll see you later, daddy."
"Okay, baby girl. I love you." I smiled.
"I love you too."
She turned around and fell asleep.
I know talking ain't gon change things overnight, but in due time, things will get better. I know it will.
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My Life Be Like 3 : Alternate Ending ; Cam & London.
Teen FictionMy Life Be Like 3, is the same story as My Life Be Like 2, but instead of the story ending, it tells what would've happened if it wasn't all a dream. Read Chapter 72 of My Life Be Like 2 & then start reading this to be on track. Thank you.