Shattering Love

Chapter 45: Love Prevails

Cameron's P.O.V.
The moon reflecting off the ocean illuminates the beach enough for me to see. I sit down, every few seconds the current pushing water up to my feet. The dried tear stains on my face feel dry as the cool ocean breeze blows across them. I'm done crying. I refuse to cry anymore. I just can't get the image of my Shawn and that whore together in bed. And now the fact that she's probably carrying his baby. Damnit, I'm crying again. I lean my face into my hands, my elbows bent resting on my bent knees. This isn't fair. That should be my baby. That should be our baby. If she actually is pregnant by Shawn, then this is going to change everything. I will always and forever have to see that dumb bitch, for the rest of my life. There's no way I'm going to leave Shawn; I love him way to much. I can't leave him; even if that baby is his. This is all just a lot to take in. I really wanted tonight to be special for me and him. I was gonna make it our second, but first official, honeymoon. I pull the necklace I bought us out of my pocket. I open the case, looking at the two necklaces. One was the shape of a heart, with the end of a key missing from the middle of the heart to the outside edge of the heart. The other necklace was the key that fit perfectly in place inside the heart shaped necklace. The heart said Cameron and the key said Shawn. I got the necklaces specially made, because Shawn is the key to my heart, and he always will be. Right now I'm just assuming the worst. It's very possible that the baby isn't even his. Why am I so stupid?! I get up off the sand, closing the necklace box and slipping it into my pocket. I walk back to my car, start it, and back out of the parking lot. I drive to the nearest McDonalds. "I'll have 2 number 7's with large cokes." I say. That's 2, 10 piece chicken nuggets with 2 large fries, and 2 large cokes.

"That'll be 13.96 at the first window, thank you." I continue on, driving through, paying for and then reviving our food. Should I apologize when I get there? I did get mad and cut him. Well I didn't mean to cut him but I broke that glass jar and it did. I'm just so damn confused. If he would have never gotten drunk that night none of this stupid drama would even be happening. I pull into the parking lot, and get out with the bag of food and drink holder. Should I knock or just unlock the door? I'll just unlock it. I walk into the dark apartment, setting the keys, bag of food, and drink holder on the bar. I see a sleeping Shawn on the couch. He's facing the door. He must have laid here waiting for me, but fell asleep. I slowly, and quietly, walk over to him. I grab a blanket off the other chair and bring it over, laying down beside him and laying the blanket over us. I notice eye boogers in his eyes, meaning he must have cried himself to sleep. I scoot close to him, wrapping my arms around him. I hate thinking about my baby crying. I shouldn't have got mad and left him; last time I got mad and left him it was nearly the end of our relationship. My arm is wrapped around Shawn's head, his head resting on my left bicep. My other arm is wrapped overtop of him, my hand resting in his hair. I lean down, planting a kiss on his head. He shuffles around, awake, for a second and instantly pulls my closer, crying again, wrapping his arms completely around my torso.

"I'm sorry." he cries into my shoulder. "I didn't mean to let you down again." he says through his tears.

"Baby boy shhhh." I say, rubbing his back now. "You didn't let me down. I shouldn't have gotten mad and left you." He just cries into my shoulder. "That baby might be Derrick's or whatever her boyfriend's name is. I shouldn't have just assumed and made you feel like shit. I wanted tonight to be special and I just ruined it."

"No I ruined it Cameron. Now for the next 8 months we're going to live everyday thinking that I may have actually cheated on you and got Nevada pregnant. What are we gonna if I am the dad Cameron?" he says, still crying into my shoulder.

"Then we'll raise it. We'll have to figure out in court the custody of the child but we'll love it just as our own."

"Wait a minute." he sniffles. "You would stay with me if that baby is mine?"

"Shawn I've spent three long months away from you, we came together, spent two more even longer weeks apart and now that I have you, you really think I'd just leave you again? My heart couldn't handle it. I love you Shawn. I've accepted the fact that you may or may not have cheated on me. I just know that being with you is what makes me happy and I'm going to continue staying with you, even if you made one big mistake." He just looks at me confused and pulls me close again, crying even more.

"Why are you with me?" he rhetorically asks. I just smile into our hug.

"You know I was going to make tonight our second but first technical honeymoon." I say sweetly. This causes him to cry even more.

"Great and now I've ruined that." he says.

"Babe shut-up." I say sweetly. "You haven't ruined anything. We're together right now aren't we?"

"I'm sorry Cameron. I'm just so sorry for everything I've done to our relationship. I've completely just shattered it and broken it into a million pieces and still even now I'm chipping away at it."

"Shawn you might have shattered us but look how much stronger we've become because of it. You and I destroyed the love we had between each other, and it was so damn strong that we picked up ever single broke piece and put our love back together. We've never been more in love, and nothing you can do will ever make me stop loving you. Why else would I be here right now?" He looks up and smiles at me. He rolls us over so he's laying on top of me and plants a wet kiss on my lips.

"I love you so damn much." he says. "I love you I love you I love you." each time he said it, planting a small kiss on my lips. "I thought I lost you again." he says sadly. I pull him close and kiss his forehead.

"Now come on, I bought us McDonalds." He looks at me smiling as a response. I grab ahold of his hand, intertwining our fingers, as we walk to the kitchen.

"Tomorrow I think we should call and talk to Nevada." he says, sitting down at the bar.

"I think that's a good idea. Maybe it'll help clear things up. Make things feel less confusing." I say smiling. I bring two plates over, pouring all of the chicken nuggets in one plate and all of the fries in the other. We found out that Shawn likes the chicken nuggets more and I like the fries more. Every time we'd eat them separately he'd always have left over fries and I'd always have left over chicken nuggets. This system of we both eat from the two piles of food works much better.

"Thank you." Shawn says, dipping a chicken nugget in ketchup.

"Anything for my baby boy." I say sweetly.