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Chapter 30

~Camille~
We got off the plane onto the American ground. It is like the best day ever, it's my birthday, I can adopt Esther and I get rid of my wheelchair tomorrow and can move my legs a little. Only a little. Probably by tomorrow I will be able to move them, but needing crutches.
We arrived at the place where I'm adopting Esther. I dunno where the hell we are, but we're somewhere. I signed papers that Esther will be my daughter, but me and Shawn will equally be her parents. "So I can call you mom and dad?" She asked. I nodded. "Mommy!" She said jumping my arms. She spread then wide again and screamed, "Daddy!" At Shawn. He smiled and kissed her forehead. Now we're like one happy family. I'm still in my wheelchair, but can move my legs pretty well. Now we're heading to the hospital to get rid of my shit.
"So Camille, you know how to work crutches?" The doctor asked, handing me my crutches. I can stand. Hell yeah!
I nodded. I broke my leg once. I was long boarding with Nash. Anyway, we walked out of the hospital and went to our house. Apparently, while we were gone, my siblings got apartments. Chris and Crawford share, and so do Kirstin and Karisma. I know Karisma is young, but Kirstin is taking full responsibility of her. Now that's a good sister.
We entered the house and then I was mauled by people. "Hello!" They all yelled. I crutched my way around the house and shit. It's so much better to walk. The doctor said I would need these for at least 3 days. Then I would be able to walk. Yay! I'm to cheery today. It's weird. Anyway, I want food. I go down to the kitchen and see Nash and Jocelyn cuddling on the couch. "Awww!!!" I say. Nash shoots me a look. I crutch to the fridge and find pizza. Yum. I grab two slices and sit at the table, scrolling around Instagram. I find a trending hashtag, which tears my heart apart. #NoMoreCamille. I check a few of the posts and see a picture of Shawn, and a different girl. This was recent, I could tell. He recently scraped himself with a knife, on his hand, and I could see the scar. I feel hot tears forming in my eyes. Currently Shawn is out with a few of the boys. I find another but it's a video. They were making out, but I don't know where they were. No where near. I really hope this is not real, and it's just a different boy, that looks similar. Then a part of the video goes up and he stops kissing the girl. I see his smile, the smile I love. I'm furious. I can't even process. Oh my fucking god. "Fuck!" I yell. "You okay Cami?" I heard Jocelyn ask from the other room. I go in and see her concerned. "I'm, good." I mumble. I go up the stairs and fall on my bed. This is bullshit. I can't. I called the person that is like my brother, but isn't. "Hey, Calum." I say into my phone. "Hey Camille! What's up?" I sighed. "Shawn cheated on my with some slut of a bitch." I say. Tears fell down my cheeks. "Hey, don't cry. He did? That asshole. I knew he didn't deserve you." He said angrily. I stopped. He's mad at Shawn, but acts like he could've done better. "Cal, you okay?" I ask. "Yeah, I'm good. I just need to find out why. Why he did it. I'll kick his ass." He hung up. I looked at my phone. "What?" I ask myself.