《Begging for forgiveness》Chapter 13
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Cameron's POV
I fell asleep on the couch watching Dirty Dancing my all time favourite movie. "No body puts baby in the corner". Only to be woken by people talking trying to be quiet.
I looked towards the verandah where the front door was to see my mum and dad speaking with Keith and his parents. It looked to be heated but they were whisper yelling. I needed to go to the bathroom before I wet myself but that would mean everyone would know I was awake. I decided that wetting myself was worse then everyone knowing I was awake. I got up just as Keiran and Phil came up the back stairs. I waddled my way to the stairs going up to the bathroom ignoring everyone as they were now staring at me.
"Cameron, love please talk to me" Keith called out but my main concern now was not wetting my pants. I had at least one baby jumping on my bladder for god sake. I made my way to the bathroom just making it before I wet myself and then headed out. "You need to leave Keith. You are not welcome here. The doctor said no stress. It's not good for the twins. You and your parents have done enough damage" my father said. I didn't want to see any of them but clearly they were not going to listen to anyone.
"Please I just want to talk to Cameron. I need to apologise for what I have done. I know I made mistakes but it wasn't my fault" Keith begged. "It is your fault you stupid boy. You believed the wrong woman and then paraded your new flavour around week after week while my daughter worked her butt off to afford those babies she is carrying. Don't you dare blame anyone but yourself. Your own brother supported my daughter in her pregnancy after you hit her and threw her and those babies out" my mother raged. She hardly ever got angry but she was going mumma bear on these people. I wrapped my arms around my stomach feeling the need to protect my children from these people. These people did damage to both myself and my babies but vilifying us in the media.
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I walked down the stairs holding my stomach. It was heavy and I found lifting it helped to take some pressure off my joints. "You all need to leave. None of you are welcome here and none of you besides Keiran are welcome around my children" I spoke. "Cameron please" Keith started. "No, none of you stopped to listen to me so I have no problems doing the same. You made your decision and I have made mine. Get out, leave" I spat out.
"Cam, are you ok?" Keiran asked noticing me lifting my stomach. "Umm it's just heavy, I need a support band. I'll get one in a couple of weeks" I replied dismissing him. "Why aren't you getting one now?" Keith asked. "It's none of your god damn business Keith" I replied before continuing, "if you must know I have other expenses I need to pay this month so back off" I replied.
"Cam, you could give birth in a few weeks why didn't you tell me?" Phil said. "Phil it's fine, I had other things to buy for the twins and it can wait. Plenty of pregnant women don't use them" I replied. "Plenty of pregnant women aren't working 12 hour days on there feet, lifting heavy equipment" Keiran replied.
I just glared at him. I didn't have anyone but myself to rely on and I'd be damned if some trust fund baby tried to make me feel bad for supporting myself and my children. "Sorry Cameron. I just want what's best for my nieces" he said after noticing me glaring. "My grand babies are girls? Oh I can't wait to get them matching dresses and show them off" my ex mother in law Maz stated. "You won't be doing anything with my children. You will not be anywhere near them" I replied. "We are having girls? Cameron? We are having baby girls?" Keith said in a state of shock. "I don't know the gender of my children. There is no we Keith, you made sure of that remember. I think it is best you all leave now" I said before heading back to the couch. My back was starting to hurt and I didn't want my contractions to start again.
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Mum, dad, Phil and Keiran came into the house locking the others out. "Can someone grab me some water please" I asked. "Love please. I just want to talk to you. I'm sorry for everything. Please love open the door. I'll send my parents away so we can talk. I'm so sorry. I should of let you explain. I should of never believed Sarah. I love you Cameron. Please tell me what to do to fix this. I'm down on my knees begging you to forgive me. Love please tell me what to do" Keith called through the door. "Go home Keith, there is nothing you can do. We are over, you put your hands on me in anger to hurt me. You have slept with countless women and you disowned your own flesh and blood and for what?" I replied.
"Please love we can work it out. I'm sorry baby so very sorry. Those women meant nothing to me. I swear, they were just a distraction to try and forget you" Keith called out. "You think that's the worst thing you did? No sleeping with them I don't care about. You and your parents disowned my children and called them every name under the sun. You publicly spoke of them being nothing but bastard children who I was using for your money. How do you think they will feel when they are older and that's still out there on the web for them to see? Nothing you or your parents say or do will change what you have said about my children. Remember that Keith. You signed away your own children. Please just leave this isn't healthy for me or the twins" I replied before breaking down in tears. I couldn't do this now, I needed to be strong for my babies and I needed him out of my life again so I could move on with mine.
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