Dallas Additions

chapter 7

The next few days were the most relaxing days I'd had since the incident with Cameron. Jacks support meant everything to me.

I walked down the hallway holding a hand to my chest. In my entire life, I had never been more nervous.

I opened the door to see a familiar face, it was Cameron. I had been awaiting this day for months. The day when I'd reunite with the man who broke me into a million pieces and finally get my questions answered.

"Jessa.." he said solemnly. The skin around his eyes were bright red and his voice was shaky. I could tell he had been putting himself through hell the past few months. He walked a little closer to the door and held out his arms, but I just stood there, still remembering the horrors of the night just weeks ago.

I didn't say anything. Instead I closed the door behind me and stepped outside so the girls wouldn't listen in. Jack was also in the house and I didn't want Cameron to become upset. At the same time, what did I care? Cameron ruined me.

"Let's sit.." I said, walking over to the swinging bench on our small porch.

I took a seat and he awkwardly sat down as far as he could from me, probably because he understood how damaged I still was.

He started talking but I knew it was all bullshit. He was continuously and constantly telling me how sorry he was and how much I meant to him and that "it meant nothing". I just sat there. I didn't want to hear it.

"Jessa" he put his hand atop of mine. My eyes darted to him. "Are you even listening to me!?"

"'Sorry'doesn't reverse the fucking time Cameron! Sorry doesn't change what you did!" I quickly moved my hand away and brought it as far away from him as possible. My blood was boiling. I hated what he did to me.

"God damnit Jessa!" He yelled standing up. I was completely taken back by his actions. I had never seen him like this. "This is all your fault!"

"Are you fucking serious?" I stood up. I had never been so confused in my entire life. "How in the world is this MY FAULT Cameron?"

"You were always pressuring me to have a fucking baby! The only times we would ever have sex is when you wanted to have a fucking baby!" He looked down at my stomach. "And it looks like you got your wish."

"I can't believe you're putting the blame on me right now Cameron." I said through my teeth. "I feel like I don't know who you are anymore."

"I'm always the fucking bad guy!" He started getting in my face. He would never curse, at least not at me.

"How long had you been with her?" I sit back down, wanting to ask my questions before things got too heated.

"What?" He said.

"You had to have been with her before. You had to have."

"Jessa why do you even care you fucking hate me anyway."

"Tell me Cameron. How long had you been with her?" I was fuming.

"That was our second time." Cameron said sitting down, calming down. "It was our second time."

"So it did mean something?"

A switch flipped in Cameron, I could tell it in his eyes. He put his face in the palms of his hands and I could hear him whimpering. "I'm sorry." He said.

I watched as he broke down, noticing the rollercoaster of emotions he was going through. Anger. Sadness. Guilt. Regret. But instead of comforting him, I sat there. I felt heartless just watching a man who I was so madly in love with just break down. I felt so inhuman for not feeling an ounce of pain for him.

"You're not allowed to cry over this." I said shaking my head, becoming angry.

He looked up with angry, bloodshot eyes and said, "Fuck you Jessa. Don't tell me what I can and can't do."

He stood up and slammed the wall. I watched in agony, continuously shaking my head thinking maybe I'd wake up from this crazy nightmare. "I'm a fucking MESS Jessa. A FUCKING MESS!"

Immediately I heard the door open. My head darted to the door. Fuck. It was Jack.

"What the fuck are you doing here?" Cameron said walking towards him.

"I think it's time for you to go." Jack said pointing.

"Fuck you Jack! Who gave you permission to stay with my kids?" Cameron shouted, causing me to stand up.

"Who do you think?" I yelled. "Incase you forgot, those girls in there are MY kids too."

Cameron walked toward Jack. "I always knew you had a little crush on my wife." He laid his hands on Jacks chest. "BACK THE FUCK OFF"

Jack pushed back and before you knew it a full on brawl started. "STOP!" I yelled, but they didn't hear me over their screams. I used myself as a human shield and wedges myself between them. "I'm fucking PREGNANT and you insensitive assholes are going to let me go through this right now?" I started to cry. I didn't deserve this.

Jack took me in his arms and I rested my head against his chest, sobbing. Cameron just stood there. He was either heartless or confused, and my initial thought was that he was a little bit of both.

Jack glared at Cameron, "Come back when you're ready to act like a man."

Without hesitation Cameron took off. I never felt more safe than with Jack. In this moment I wanted nothing more than him.

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We went inside and Blaire and Jillian were on the couch watching a show. "Mommy!" Blaire yelled, "Where were you?"

I sat on the couch. All I ever wanted to do was be honest with my girls. Jack sat next to me and Jillian climbed on his lap. I grabbed the remote and turned off the TV. Blaire sat on the ground in front of me.

"Girls," I started, "Daddy was here."

The girls gasped and a small smile came across Blaire's face. "Daddy?" She questioned.

"But he's not coming back." I said. "Ever."

Jack looked at me, almost not believing me, and to be truthful, I didn't even believe myself.

"But we're a family." Jillian said with tears in her eyes. She rested her head on Jacks shoulder. Blaire was looking down at her feet.

"Family is supposed to care for one another, and Daddy doesn't care about me."

Jack brought his hand to my face and caressed my cheek, wiping away the single tear that had fallen from my eyes. Blaire hopped on the couch and grabbed my hand.

"We care about you mommy." Blaire started, "Me, Jilly, baby brother, and Jack."

"We're a family." Jack said. "We always have been."