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

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London's POV -

  It's been two weeks since we left the hospital & Cam and I have been walking on eggshells. He doesn't talk to me. He doesn't care for my apologies.  The only contact we ever have is when I tell him about the baby & when he kisses my stomach, which has grown a lot since we've gone to the hospital. Him and Faithe have gotten a lot closer now. She's been up under him from the second he woke up.

"Faithe !" I heard him as he came into the room. 

     She jumped on our bed & hid under the cover.

"Where's baby girl ?" He asked, sneaking up behind her.

      She started laughing & squirming. He jumped on the bed & pulled the covers back. 

"Ahhhh!" She screamed.

     He tickled her and she was squirming & kicking her legs. I rubbed my belly & began eating my turkey bacon melt.

"Mommy !" Faithe jumped on the bed.

"Yes, baby ?" I asked with a face full of sandwich & chips.

"Can I have a bite ?" She asked.

"Of cour-"

"Baby girl.. I can make you your own." Cameron said.

     I looked up at him.

"I want some of Mommy's." She looked up at him.

"Mommy has to eat all she can. She has a baby to feed." Cameron looked at her.

"Cameron, it's fine. She just wants a bite." I sat up, resting my hand on my stomach.

"I wasn't talking to you." He spat.

         I looked at him, then at Faithe.

"Faithe, you can just have mine." I stood up & walked out of the room. 

         I went into the living room and laid out on the couch.

Cameron walked in with Faithe in his arms. She was holding the plate. He walked in the kitchen & gave Faithe her sippy cup. He walked in the living room and sat her on the floor.

"Don't spill anything & tell Daddy when you have to potty." He said.

"Okay." She began eating.

       Cameron came and sat on the edge of the couch I was laying on. He put his hand on one side of the couch & tapped me with the other.

"Hey." He mumbled.

"Hm ?" I looked at him.

"When can we find out the sex ?"

"Thursday at 4." I said. 

"K." He got up.

"Hey." I grabbed his arm and pulled him back down.

"What ?"

"That's all you wanted to talk about ?"

"Yeah..."

  

I sighed.

"Cameron, I miss you." I sat up.

"I'm here everyday."

"We don't talk though, Cam."

"We talking now."

"Seriously.." I grabbed his hand, "I'm sorry."

"London, I could be dead right now because of you. Do you fuckin' realize that shit ? It's always somethin' with yo ass. You shot me, London." He raised his voice but not loud enough for Faithe to her.

"Cameron, I know. I keep trying to apologize but you but you don't wanna hear it." I began crying.

"London, if I died, a fuckin' apology wouldn't take that shit back !" He stood up.

"Cameron, I didn't try to!"

"You could've killed Faithe over some bitch I ain't worried about !"

"I know and I-"

"Stop. Just stop apologizing. I don't wanna hear shit from you."

"But Cameron.."

"What ?"

"Where do we stand ?"

"We married legally... but emotionally, we got some shit to work on, cause right about now, I'm having second thoughts about this shit." He walked away and sat with Faithe.

    I got up and ran into the room, crying my eyes out. That shit Cameron just said, literally just broke my heart. I locked the door and laid in the bed.

   I cried. And cried. And cried. And cried.

*

4 Hours Later :

     Cameron began knocking on the door. I got up and unlocked the door. Faithe's head was laid on his shoulder. She was asleep.

  He went and laid her in our bed & then pulled his shirt off. I looked at the scar under his chest. 

He turned around and went through his drawer. I saw that tattoo on his back of my name. He turned back around & rubbed special cream on his scar.

     I wiped my eyes and got back in the bed. I noticed as he continued to rub it in, his wedding ring wasn't on.

"Where's your ring ?"

"I took it off to rub this on me." He held it up.

     I nodded & picked Faithe up & laid her head on my chest. I played in Faithe's hair.

"Do you think the baby will have hair like that ?" Cam asked.

     I shrugged.

"So you can't talk now ?" He said.

"Shh..." I played with Faithe's hair as she fell asleep.

      He picked up Faithe & she laid her head on his chest, sticking her thumb in her mouth. He walked her into her room, then came back in.

"Why'd you put her to bed ?"

"Because I need more room to sleep." He laid down. He turned his back towards me.

"You're seriously just gonna ignore me until the baby is born ?"

"Shut up, I'm not ignoring you."

"Whatever."

"I'm not dealin' wit yo pregnant ass tonight."

     I sat up then got out of bed. I got a blanket & pillows.

"I'll take my pregnant ass & sleep on the couch then."

"Fine with me."

     I slammed the door then went downstairs. He's literally so annoying. I can't do this right now.