Plan
B
“What did you want to
tell me?” Cam questioned as him and Bonnie gathered the rest of their
belongings. The first few hours since Marco stole their money, the two spent
time silently crying separately in two different rooms. Cameron was too
prideful to let his wife see him tear up. All they had done and they were
betrayed by someone Cam was so close to. Marco was the closest person he had to
family and it all went away over money. No one was loyal when it came to money,
but he should have known, even Bonnie didn’t make the exception.
“What?” Bonnie asked
through sniffles. She was upset, never in her life had she been broke. It
angered her that someone so close to them had betrayed them but she knew better
than to expect more. She was no better than Marco, and maybe even worse. What
made her so upset was not that they were back to square one but that she turned
her back on her stepfather and that she couldn’t run to him like she always did
when she messed up. If he knew what happened he would probably laugh in her
face. That’s what she got for leaving the only family she had. Now it was just
her and Cam, plus one more.
“Remember when we were
on the beach. You said you had something to tell me.” He neatly folded the rest
of his clothes in the suitcase. Cam hated to lose, whenever things went against
him he ignored it and acted as if nothing was wrong. It was his way of coping.
All but a few thousand dollars were gone and he went on as normal, packing up as
if they were going on their next destination. They were going somewhere but
they didn’t know exactly where, Cam would figure it out. He always did.
“Oh yeah…” Back when
they were on the beach, back when they were millionaires, it seemed like a
really good idea. But now when they didn’t know what their next move was, it
seemed a little bit irresponsible to take that next step.
“Well? What was it?” He
asked now impatient. Desperately he wanted things to go back to normal. He
wanted Bonnie to feel safe and happy. He was willing to do anything to keep her
around. She was all that he had left.
Bonnie plopped down on
the couch and took a deep breath. The tears were coming and there was nothing
Cam could do to calm her down.
“I’m pregnant.” She
said flatly. There was no joy in her tone, no happiness just sorrow. Seven
hours ago it would have been the best thing ever but now it was feeling very
close to the worse.
Cam wanted to be happy,
truly he did. But Bonnie being pregnant was the last thing he wanted. Ever. Growing
up an orphan wasn’t fun, he knew how easy it was for him to turn bad. To become
that poor lowlife and survive off of scraps on the streets. Just like his
parents, Cam enjoyed the fast life. And children didn’t fit into that plan.
Bonnie was now crying
hysterically, speaking inaudible words and wheezing deep breaths. Cam gave up
his folding clothes and sat next to his wife.
“That’s good news
honey.” He said, accent making it so hard to understand. “We’re going to have a
little one!” He pulled Bonnie into a hug and squeezed her.
“You’re not happy.” She
sobbed. “You’re fucking lying Cam, you hate kids!”
But what could they do
now? Cameron was heartless but not that bad where he could kill his own child.
Maybe, he thought, that this was the real plan for them. To settle down and
start a family. They would start over and make a way of their own. No stealing,
no more lies. Just the three of them against the world. They were going to make
a way. But first, Cam needed to figure out their next step.
Cam left a crying
Bonnie on the couch to look for his bag. All that stress in one day, he needed
a hit. He thought better high. Plan B it was.
To be continued...
-Tiffany Li
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