Maybe We're More Than That ∽ c.d

Chapter 16: Bad

5 Months Later
Kristen's POV

Cameron and I were still together. He's a model now, he worked for Teen Vogue Magazine. I'm a singer now. I covered songs. After 3 months, one of my video reached 6 millions views.

I continued singing and achieved my dreams. It's my dream to be a star since I was a little girl. But, Cameron. He wants to be an actor but still in dreams.

"Kristy!" he called. "Wait, just wait!" I said. I ran downstairs and grabbed my suitcase. I locked the door and climbed in to his car.

"Hey, babe." he said smirking. I smiled at him. "Where's dad?" I asked. "Don't worry. He's fine." he replied. I nodded. "Where are we going actually? Why are you asking me to bring my clothes along? Are we leaving?" I asked. "Just see." he replied.

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"Airport?" I asked. "Yeah. We're going to New York." he replied. New York. My old place. "Why, New York? You know I hate that place. It-" he cut me off. "Do you really ask so many questions?" He asked. We laughed.

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"Yay!" Cam said. "Wait for the taxi." I said. "Okay, princess." he replied.

I waved my hand as the taxi pasted. We put our suitcase in the car and climbed into it.

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"My old house? H-how did you know?" I asked. He shrugged his shoulder and smiled.

I put my first step in the house and the old sweet moments popped to my head.

It reminded me, my mom. "Why did you bring me here?" I asked. "It's your mum anniversary." he replied. "It is? Why I don't know? And how do you know?" I questioned. "It doesn't matter how do I know those things." he answered. I nodded and he hugged me. "Let's go to the hotel." he said. I smiled and we went out.

"But, first, let's go to the graveyard." I said. Cameron nodded.

We took the taxi to the graveyard. "Cam, I miss my mom." I said. "I miss my dad too." he replied. "She's the best mother ever. She loved me, protected me, took care of me. I just can't believe that she's gone. I will never see her again. I love her." I said crying. "I do too.. with my dad. I had never see my dad since I was born. I never had a chance to meet him. I don't have any reasons why he left my mother and my sister. My mom told me, he left us, without reasons." he replied. I leaned on his shoulder and he kissed my head.

"You're here." the taxi man said. We nodded and gave him the money.

I walked and find my mother's grave. I looked around. "Hey! There is it!" I said. I walked faster grabbing Cameron's wrist.

I sat on the ground with Cameron. Tears were rolling from my eyes. "Mom, I know you're not here, but I know you will always be in my heart. I love you, mom. Very. I wish I could see you mom." I said. I cried and sobbed a lot. Cam did too. "Mommy." I said crying. Cameron hugged me.

"Kristy?" someone said from behind. I turned. It was dad and Dave. I stand up and hugged them. "Honey, she will always be here." Dad said pointing at my heart. I smiled. He began to sat and put the flowers on her grave. "Theresa, my love. I miss you. Dave and Kristy miss you. I love you." dad said. His tears rolled on his cheek. Dave hugged him then.

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"Dad? Cameron asked me to go out with him and may I?" I asked. "Early in the morning?" he questioned. I just made it as a silent moment. "Go ahead, sweetie." he continued. I thanked him and hugged him.

"I'm gonna send you." Dave said. I nodded. We climbed in to his car. "So, Dave. Where's Karen?" I asked. "She's at the UK with her family." he replied. "Where are we going?" He asked. "The cafe that we always be." I replied. "By the way, Dave. When will the baby come out?" I asked. "Next month." Dave replied smiling. "Wow, that's great!" I replied. He smiled.

"Hey, sis. We're here." Dave said. "Okay." I replied. I thanked and hugged him. I climbed out from the car. I walked and saw Cameron in the cafe waiting. 

"Hi, Cam. Am I late?" I asked. "N-no. Sit." he said. I sat on the wooden chair. A waitress walked by and asked for orders. "Just 2 coffees." Cam said. She nodded and walked away. "So, why do you bring me to here? Is there any problems?" I asked. "No." he replied. "Okay, then." I said. "Come with me." he said. He grabbed my wrist and ran quickly. "Cameron. Stop! Wait!" I said. He finally stopped and turned behind. "Where are we going?" I asked. "Just follow me." he replied. I didn't gave any responses to him.

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"Here we are." he said. It's a storage. A small-medium storage. It had a boat too. "What is this?" I asked. "First, this place is ours. Just for us. Well, if we were still together and married I wanna stay here. Second-" I cut him off. "Woah, Dallas. Married? You thought that far. Are you sure you will marry me?" I asked. He was smiling when I was talking. But then, his beautiful smile faded. "Y-you don't want to marry me?" he questioned. "Well of course. But we're still young to think about that."  I replied. "We're not young because I can marry you right now." he said. He came closer to me and unbuttoned my shirt.

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I woke up by the bright sun shine. I felt so not comfortable. I was on Cameron's chest then I realised something. "Oh my fucking Gahhhh. Where are my clothes?!" I said. "Hey, morning." Cam said. "It's morning?! I'm with you all night?! Dad will kill me." I said. "Don't worry, he won't. I told him just for a night." he replied. "But where are my clothes?!" I asked wrapping the blanket around me. "There." Cameron said pointing at a cabinet. I went to the cabinet and took my clothes.

"Do you mind?" I asked. He nodded and smirked me. He turned around. Then I wore my clothes.

The Next Month
Kristen's POV

My stomach! Ugh! I vomitted many times and I didn't know what happened. "Dad, I want to go home."  I said. "Home? We just got here." he replied. "No, dad. I just want to go home. With Cameron." I said. "Are you sick?" he asked. "No, dad. Can I just go home? I'm okay. You just stay here. Do your job." I replied. He nodded and hugged me. "Cam, let's go." I said. Cam nodded and grabbed our suitcases. He put it in a taxi then we climbed in.

What happened to me? Why my stomach hurt? Why my head so dizzy? Am I sick? Am I PREGNANT?  No. It can't be. "Hey, are you okay?" he asked. I nodded and smiled.

Cameron's POV

I don't believe that she's okay. She didn't looked okay. There must be something.

"20 dollars." the taxi man said. I took my money and gave it to the taxi man. I thanked him and climbed out from the car.

I took out our suitcases and walked. I looked at her. She looked so sick. Pale face. White lips. I held her hand and suddenly she fell to the ground. She passed out.