He's My Kryptonite

26. Love & War

• Camille

I sighed and cut the water on just in case somebody could be listening. I sat on the edge of the tub and told Chris to sit down on the toilet seat. He hesitated but listened. My nerves gotten bad causing my hands to shake as I knew what I was about to do.

"I'm eleven weeks pregnant." He drops his head, shaking it. "That takes us back to the—"

"The beach house." He mumbled.

"Yeah," I spoke barely audible.

"So this baby is mine, huh?" I couldn't read his facial expression so I just nodded. "Fuck!" He exclaimed punching the wall making me jump.

"Chris!" I whispered trying to calm him down.

"How long have you known?" He growled.

"A week, I just found out. I'm just as new to this as you are," I stressed, tears forming. He sighed.

"Alright. Sit and calm down I don't want you stressing out the baby," he mumbled sitting me down on the toilet.

"Chris I'm scared, this baby isn't even born and it's life is already fucked up." I sobbed.

He didn't answer he just continue to pace back and forth with his hands resting behind his head. After he punched and kicked the walls, he sat down on the edge of the tub and looked up at me.

"I'm fucked." He mumbled. I look down at the ground. "We're going to have to tell her,"

My head snapped up in his direction. "What? Are you fucking stupid? She'll kill me!"

"We don't have a choice." He growled. "Both of you are having my baby and no baby of mine is going to be hidden because of the parents mistake."

I cried and shook my head. "Chris you don't understand. Candice will be hurt and probably call the wedding off! Then she'll hate me and turn my whole family against me."

He sighed and stood up. "I'll decided in the morning. Just get some sleep and stop fucking crying, damn."

~

The next morning, I took Giovanni to the airport like nothing happened last night.

"Bye baby," Giovanni spoke pecking my forehead, nose, lips then stomach. I blushed and told him goodbye. He was such a good guy, yet I still wanted an asshole name Chris.

Before I left the airport I texted Chris and he said he was still thinking about it. On the way back I nervously fidget around, ready to pull my hair out. I pulled up to the house and walked in to hear complete silence.

"Camille? Your back." Candice smiled jogging down the steps. I know after all the fucked up shit I did behind her back, all I wanted to do was hug her before she killed me.

"I love you sis," I mumbled hugging her.

"Cami? What's wrong?" She chuckled. "Is it your time of the month?"

"Can you two come into the kitchen, please." Chris stood against the wall with his arms crossed. After he spoke he turned back into the kitchen and I gulped. Candice raised her eyebrows and followed behind him.

"Why is the mood so down today?" She chuckled sitting at the dinning table.

I sat at the island and Chris stayed standing with his arms crossed. I stared at him as he stared at Candice, and she looked back and forth between us two.

"Okay. What's going on?"

"Candice," Chris spoke up. "Camille is pregnant." She gasped jumping up.