The next morning, I woke up early and snuggled into Cameron's arms.
He hugged me tight and rolled over.
"Good morning princess, how'd you sleep?" He asked.
I shook my head. "Not well."
He pulled me closer to him and cuddled me.
He was so warm.
Then Dakota started crying and Cameron was about to get up.
"I got it." I said standing up.
I walked into Dakotas room and picked her up and held her.
I sat down in the rocking chair and rocked her.
"Mummy's going away for awhile." I sniffled.
"But don't worry, daddy's gonna take good care of you." I smiled.
She cooed.
Cameron fed her while I got ready.
I took a shower, got dressed, ect, and packed my bags.
A few months.
How long is that?
I don't even know who this is.
Yet again, I didn't know who any of these people were at first.
Then after a while the time came and I heard the doorbell.
I gasped.
I grabbed my bags and peeked around the corner.
I saw him.
And I saw cam.
And Dakota.
"Where is she..?" Shawn asked.
Cameron looked up and motioned me to come down.
I was shaking.
I walked down and stood beside Cameron.
Shawn eyed me up and down and chuckled.
"2M was worth it." He teased.
Cameron stayed silent.
"I'll go put your things in the car and I'll be back." Shawn said.
Once he went out, Cameron put down Dakota and I jumped into his arms.
"I love you so fucking much." He said into my hair.
"I love you more." I said back.
He gave me a passionate kiss and put me down.
I said my goodbyes to Dakota and then Shawn walked back in.
"Okay, well let's go." Shawn said gripping my wrist and yanking me to him.
I winced.
Cameron stepped up.
"Cam, it's okay." I assured him.
Shawn led me out the door and slammed it shut.
We got in and slowly backed away.
A tear fell.
I could see cam and Dakota looking out of the window.
Shawn turned to me and grabbed my cheeks, forcing me to look at him.
"Don't cry, forget about them now okay?" He said.
I nodded and another tear fell.
He didn't notice.
We kept on driving for a while and it got dark.
I was starting to doze of when a huge hand slapped my thigh and gripped it.
I jumped.
My thigh stung and his grip was tight.
He started smirking and began moving his hand up.
I pushed it down a little.
He gripped it harder.
"Don't make me pull this car over." He smirked, continuing to move his hand up.
I leaned back against the seat and tried to relax, even though I couldn't.
I was so uncomfortable.
I looked down and saw his hand moving up my shirt.
"OKAY STOP!" I screamed.
He slammed on breaks and looked at me...
