Chapter 10

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Everyone left the party and Cameron got out of the car looking at his phone the whole time. Which I thought was so childish. I was sitting at the table tracing the wooden pattern on the wood picnic table. My phone was vibrating whole lot from people telling me to tell Paris happy birthday.

Shanice sat across the table from me and she just twisted her hair. Her leg was shaking and I could tell she was mad. When Cameron finally walked over and sat down next to me i spoke first, "Look Cameron, I don't think it's my place to be upset with you just because you had a baby while I was with you. I mean... I'm not with you now. So it doesn't really concern me at all. I just want to make sure you're going to be here for my daughter and Shanice's daughter. Because she is my friend.

When I said that it seems like she started to calm down. He replied saying, "Look this would've all been fine if i didn't know you was friends. I just didn't want to tell you about one more of the many things I did while we were together. I know you're still trying to forgive me. This wouldn't make it no better.", he said looking at me.

Shanice spoke up finally but I could tell she was close to crying. She said, "What about all the stuff you was telling me and Lissette? You said you wanted to be a family. You said it would just be me and you. And now i'm remembering all the stuff Kenzie told me. You have like 2 other kids beside mine and hers. So that means you have 4 kids and we're barely in our damn 20's.", she said finally letting the tears go. I rubbed her arm and he looked like he felt bad. "Look y'all we need to go. They close the gate to the park soon.

As I drove the long path back down to my house, my mind raced. It really wasn't a good state for driving at all. All of these thoughts raced through my head and I don't know what came over me. But in a matter of seconds I found myself swerving off of the bridge. My car plunging into the water. The whole time silent tears streamed down my face. I can't believe I was doing this. All I could think about was my daughter. What was going to happen to her?

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