Loving The Reigns

Chapter 9

I can't believe Camille's pregnant. It's obvious who the father was. If I thought things were awkward before, then things are going to be impossible now.

No I won't go there. If things are awkward because of Camille's pregnancy, then that'll mean I still have feelings for Stanley, which I do not.

"Oh. Congratulations."

"I don't know what to do."

"You have to tell him. This is his life as much as

it is yours."

"I know. I just...I don't know how."

"Just be cliche and buy him a pair of baby boots."

"Oh. That sounds good. I'll do that. But only if your right there with me."

"I'll be there. But I'm not saying a word." I don't know why, but a sudden thought just occurred to me. "Camille how far along are you?"

"...A month." She hesitated, as if she didn't want to tell me. Wait, a month. That means that they were together before Stan and I were over. Camille must've read my thoughts.

"I really am sorry Dark." She called me by my middle name. She really wants to get passed this. And so do I.

"I know. I forgive you and Stan for what you guys did. But I don't think I will ever forget it."

"Forgiving is what I want. And I can never expect you to forget."

"That's why your my best friend." I know she smiled. I smiled to. "So when do you plan on telling Stan that you're having his kid?"

"I need time to compose myself before I tell him."

"So a week?"

"A week," she confirmed. "Thank you Jade."

She didn't have to say what she was thanking me for, because I already knew. "I can't lose you. So no thanks necessary. Bye Camille."

"Bye Jade...Let me know when you and mystery man have sex." She hung up before I can tell her off. Friends. What you going do?

Man. This has been some night. From my 'mystery man' to Camille, my night has been pretty exciting. For me. I don't know about you.

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I woke up with a pair of arms around me and a man's most prized possession on my back side. He's at full attention might I add.

I turn around to see the bartender laying next to me. Has he lost his mind? Well probably. And how did he get in here?

"Lay back down. I'm getting cold." He cannot be serious right now.

"Bartender, what the hell are you doing in my bed? And how did you get in here?"

"I made a replica when I had it the last time. And your bed is a lot more comfortable than mine."

"Well too bad. Beat it."

"Alright, alright. Have it your way." He got out of the bed and I couldn't believe my eyes. The man was nude!

He caught me staring. He smiled. "Oh come on. This isn't anything new for you." I blushed as I realized what he meant.

"Just get the hell out of my bedroom Alex." He laughed and left. I shake off what just happened and lay back down.

Not a minute later I hear a scream. Not just any scream, a Camille scream. I'm not even going to ask how she got into my house. My eyes go big as I remember that Bartender is downstairs in his birthday suit.

I fly out of bed and rush downstairs. Bartender is in the kitchen with a box of cereal covering himself. Camille is standing frozen in her spot. You'd think that she has never saw a naked man before.

"Camille. It's only Bartender. He made a spare key and let himself in while I was asleep."

"Okay. By why is he naked," she said robotically. That's a good question that I should've asked him.

"Whyare you naked?" I say, talking to him.

"I'm a nude sleeper," he says, as if that's the most normal and common thing you tell someone.

Believe it or not we just went about our day like it never happened. That's just how things go around here.

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One week has passed and Camille is finally ready to tell Stan that she's pregnant. She called and told me to come over because they were waiting for me.

I finally pull up after barely kicking traffic's ass. Just as I'm about to knock, the door flies open and reveals Stan. "She said that she wouldn't say a word until you got here. And you know how anxious I get."

"Yes I memember. Where is she?"

"Sofa." He lets me in and I go straight to her. I look at her and she looks at me. She tells me 'lets do this' with her eyes. I reply saying 'not a single word remember' with mine. "Please stop with the eye talk. I hated it then and I hate it now." We laugh with our eyes just for the fun of it.

I decide to sit in the chair. It's far enough away from them to remind her that it's all her but close enough to give her comfort. She took a deep breath before she began.

"Before I say anything, I want to give you something and hope you'll know from that." Stan nods to show it's okay. She goes in her purse and pulls out a box. She hands it to him.

Stan opens the box and pulls out baby boots. She went with cliche. That's my girl. "Baby boots? Why'd you get me..." Stan looks at her and then her stomach wide eyed. "Cammy, you're pregnant?"

"Yeah."

"I thought you were on the pill babe."

"I am...was. I ran out. I only missed one time. I guess that was all it took."

"Yeah it is...I'm going to be a father. I can't believe this." I don't know if he sounded happy or sad. Eh, I couldn't tell.

"I can get an abortion if you want." Whoa wait. Where did that come from? I was going to intervene when Stan beat me to it.

"What the hell? Don't ever talk about terminating the gift we have made together." He puts his hands on both sides of her head. "Do you hear me? This is a gift and I am happy that you are about to give me my first child. I really am. I love you okay. I love you."

"I love you too." He kissed her and tears ran down my face. It's not for what you're probably thinking. I'm a sucker for romance sometimes.

I run over to them and hug them. "It's so much love in the air." We all looked at each other and laughed. We haven't done that since high school. I didn't know how much I missed it until now.

"Oh and Jade," Camille spoke up. "I would love for you to be the godmother of my baby."

"I would love to."

"I think we might've got our high school group back. I think it could be just like old times." Stan cut in. I look up at him and then at Camille. Yeah, we could get our group back. Even without Daniel. It'll be just like old times. I hope.

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Camille begged me to add this scene in here once she found out I was writing this. So I told her that I would and wrote what happened. She read it and was happy that I kept my word.

Bartender just made himself at home didn't he. The nerve of this guy.

I know there isn't any Roman in here, but I told you why. Camille didn't want me skipping over this part.

Hey, what can I say? I'm a person who cannot resist the Camille pout.

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Sorry if it's short. I was really tired and wanted to answer to the call of sleep. So I'm caving in. Anywho...

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~Marie