"Ben, don't drink tonight. I'm going out so you'll have to stay here with Cammy!" The woman yelled over her shoulder as she stepped out of the beat up dented door.
The man looked at the small new born with pure disgust as he slung his arm over the ratted couch and flipped through the channels, eventually stopping and walking over to the fridge. He searched around his eyes glazing over a bottle of beer and lingering there.
He reached in, grabbed it and made his way back to the couch.
One bottle turned into two, turned into three, turned into five. He was wasted, no doubt.
His cellphone rang to life. He dug his hands into his pants then finally found it.
"Heey-y.. Hi babe.. wazz up?.. Too-nii-ght?.. Wish I could babe but i got this effing kid!!.. Ditch herr?.. I caw-nt.. Yeaa.. Ju- ust give mea youreeee numba!.. K ill get some papeerr.."
He fumbled around looking for a paper. A cussing match took place. Then he saw the baby, his drunken mind didn't have time to think as he lifer the child's shirt and pulled out his pocket knife.
He dug the woman's number into the baby's back.
The child kicked and screamed, she cried and cried. But the man never stopped.
"K baa-be.. Seee yo-u laate-rr!..
He barely made it to the couch before the alcohol took control and he blacked out, completely unconscious...
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My scar changed my life..
RomanceWho knew a scar that covered cammy's back could ever take her on the biggest adventure of her life. A phone number mysterious engraved into her back, an australian guy, a road trip and a fate was all it took for Cammy to loose it!
