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

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London's POV -

I laid in the bed, looking at Cameron. 

"Cameron! Say something !" I began to panicked.

     He just licked his lips, staring at the doctors.

"WHY ISN'T HE CRYING ?" I yelled. Nobody's saying anything and I'm beginning to lose patience.

I looked around to everyone's mouth closed, no words exchanged. I began to feel hot , and like I wasn't in myself . Like I was watching myself and everyone else and after awhile I guess I just blacked out..

Cameron's POV -

    I heard the monitors start to beep faster & faster. It was monitoring her heart rate.

"Shit." I mumbled. I turned in London's direction and noticed she was out. "Babe, babe !" I shook her.

"Take the baby to the NiCU unit !" The doctor yelled to the nurse.

    She took my son & left. Everything started happening so fast.

"Sir, you're gonna have to leave." He said, pushing past me running to London's side.

The nurses pushed me out , trying to get London back . I put my head in my hands and started crying , I can't do this shit.

I felt my phone vibrate in my pocket. I wiped my eyes & pulled it out. It was a text from Kortni. It was her bitch ass that got us into this mess, this better be a damn apology text. I opened it.

"She's sooo overdramatic. Oh & tell her to watch her damn mouth next time." The text read.

I became furious. I called her right there on the spot and cussed her ass out "I swear if you ever disrespect my wife again , you're cut off completely" I yelled as I hung up with everyone looking at me. I punched the wall and went looking for my son .. Please god let him be ok I prayed , please.

I ran into the nurse who took him away and stopped her.

"Please let me see him." I grabbed her.

"Sir, I'm not sure if I-"

"Please !" I begged.

      She looked around and grabbed me hand, bringing me into the room. She brought me to the little incubator.  I saw my son connected to a whole bunch of machines.

I broke down, staring at my son not being able to breathe on his own. This tore me apart , I stroked his head, still crying. "You've gotta push through this little man , you've gotta push through..."