Sunday, November 29, 2015

Last Resort - A Cam and Bonnie Story













Last Resort
“Daddy, I need your help.”
Dazed and desperate, Bonnie resorted to the last thing she swore on her dead mother’s grave she wouldn’t do. A sweet thought of the mother she never knew crossed her mind as she waited for the other end to respond. Belinda would have been rolling in her grave if she knew what was going on between Bonnie and CASH, but then again according to the birth certificate Bonnie found in CASH’s study, a woman named Margo was her mother. Either or, it didn’t matter, CASH was the only parental figure in Bonnie’s life, no matter how dysfunctional of a father he was.
A whole year later and CASH knew it was only a matter of time before Bonnie would come crawling back to him. He had been waiting actually, night and day for the call. That no good bootlegger must have sucked her dry and forced her to finally come to her senses, thought CASH. He couldn’t keep the smile off his face.
“My princess! What happened?” He asked all too eager. Bonnie could hear the excitement in his voice but chose to ignore it; she was desperate and was in need of his help if she was going to make it out alive. Through sniffles she responded.
“Daddy, I need you to come get me. I’m at some dingy motel right off of McDale Boulevard. You need to come right away!” She tried to stress the urgency in her voice as much as possible as she whispered through the line. Hiding out in an infested room with paper thin walls pushed more fear and paranoia on Bonnie than necessary. With every second she remained unprotected she feared that either the cops would burst in to drag her away or someone worse to drag her with them. The thoughts were unimaginable, she swore someone was either raped or killed in the room right next to her the night before. Every night in fact, because on that side of town no one was there for good reasons.
“McDale Boulevard? Why would you be on that side of town sweetheart? It’s dangerous.” His voice was too calm and sensitive for her liking. She halfway expected for him to curse her out and vow for her head to be chopped off but Bonnie had seen enough of CASH’s business transactions to know that that’s not the way he got down. He liked to torture his victims, slow and steady so that when it came to the end they begged for death. Ironically CASH never killed those kinds of people, he rather let them live and suffer with the painful reminder that no one fucked with CASH and got away with it. Bonnie just hoped that her actions and status as his only child would make up for her stealing ten million dollars of his money; she prayed that he would look past it.
“Daddy please I know I really fucked up but I was dumb and I let Cam talk me into it but he’s…he’s…”
CASH pressed the phone closer to his ear as Bonnie’s voice trailed off. Anticipation to hear what happened to that vile creature caused him to slightly lose his cool. “Yes honey, he’s what? What happened to Cameron?”
All the strength in the world couldn’t bring her to let those words come out of her mouth. Since the very first moment she laid eyes on Cameron, she never thought in a million years they would be in the place they were in. He was the love of her life, she would have died for him. But now…
“He’s uhh…Daddy please I really need for you to come get me. I’m at the Laymin motel on McDale, the one on the corner. Please come daddy, I need you.” And with that she hung up the phone. Not then, not now. Her lips trembled too much for her to say it. She never wanted to say it, she wished it wasn’t true. What kind of monster had she become? 
To be continued...
- Tiffany Li 

Happily Never After - A Cam and Bonnie Story













Happy Never After
Things weren’t what they were meant to be but it was definitely an upgrade from how they were six months ago. A whole year had passed since Cam and Bonnie pulled off the greatest heist ever of stealing ten million dollars. Six months since they were betrayed from the closest person to Cam after Bonnie. Between that, ups and downs threatened their entire existence as a couple when Bonnie entertained thoughts of leaving Cam to return to her step father or when Bonnie almost caught Cameron cheating. But even with all that was against them, the two loved each other, nothing could change that, not even the tables turning and Cam being addicted to drugs. He kept it together though. He made a promise to himself not to ever use in front of Bonnie in attempt not to tempt her to tag along and use again.
But Cam didn’t need to do that, Bonnie had turned a new leaf and simply wasn’t that same drug addicted money loving impulsive little girl anymore. Except for the fact that she still loved money and if pushed she could get a little aggressive but she was a woman now, her large belly and wedding ring proved that.
In the later months of her pregnancy, Bonnie came around to the fact that she would soon be a mother. Taking the job of babysitting Lorraine’s three kids helped show her that children weren’t that bad as she thought. With the money she made and Cam’s income they were able to move out of the dusty apartment they lived in to a much nicer house.
It still was a far cry from what Bonnie was used to but the clean extra space reminded Bonnie that losing ten million dollars wasn’t the end of the world. Quickly Cam worked his way up from selling drugs out of the back of a club to holding a large territory in town. Cam was never one to sit around and be broke, he just needed a boost from the hard blow they dealt with Marco.
Bonnie was happy and she was getting her happy ever after, after all.
“Hola Bonnie.” Lorraine’s mother in law called out from the back yard Bonnie watched the kids play in. The whole thing was kind of weird to Bonnie. Lorraine was slightly older than Bonnie and lived a good life. Her husband owned a few bars in town that allowed Lorraine not to work. She even had her mother in law living with them. They didn’t need her help. In fact, someone was always in the house when Bonnie was over. She spent most of her days resting her feet and eating the good food Lorraine’s mother in law cooked. But hey, she didn’t complain, she was getting paid for it, and with good money too.
“I just made some cookies, your favorite.” Lorraine’s mother in law said with a plate full of chocolate cookies.
“Ohh thank you!” Bonnie attempted to get up from her seat but her belly pushed her back down. “You are too good to me Marcianna.” Bonnie smiled at the older lady.
“No problem.” She patted Bonnie’s head as she happily ate the cookies. “Now I have to go to the discoteca, I’ll see you tomorrow ok.”
“Ok, if you see Cam there can you tell him to pick up some milk before he comes home?” Bonnie asked. Marcianna’s club was one of the first places Cam started out at. Their whole family helped the couple out so much.
“I’ll tell Cameron when he comes by later tonight.” Marcianna smiled at Bonnie before she walked out.
An hour later Lorraine’s husband came home and sent Bonnie home. Usually he worked late and she waited until Lorraine came back from whatever she was off doing but again Bonnie wasn’t going to complain about going home early. The baby had been draining her as of lately with her being so far in her pregnancy, a month or so and she would pop! Bonnie couldn’t believe it but she was actually excited, Cameron was too!
After a short walk to her house Bonnie happily walked in the house. She was so eager to take a nap that she didn’t even notice the mess of clothes in the living room or the extra pair of shoes near the door. All she could think about was a nap. But when she entered her bedroom to find Cam home early and already in bed, all thoughts of a nap escaped her mind.
Especially when she saw that Cam wasn’t alone in bed either. Napping was far far away from her mind now, all she could think of was death.
“What the fuck do you think you are doing!” Bonnie shouted, surprising a busy Cameron and Lorraine in her bed. They looked so shocked to see pregnant Bonnie standing in the doorway. In a rush the two scrambled out of the bed and attempted to cover themselves with sheets and pillows. 
“Bonnie!” Cam rushed over to Bonnie, pillow covering his groin. Cautiously he reached out to touch her arm. Bonnie remained frozen at the door way, eyes glued to Lorraine’s naked body hovering in the corner. She knew. Bonnie thought, she knew who she was, that Cam was married and that they had a baby on the way. She welcomed Bonnie in her home, smiled in her face and even gave her advice when Bonnie and Cam had issues.
“Baby…I am so sorry.” Cam said with his accent burning Bonnie’s ears, he even muttered something in Spanish about forgiveness. Forgiveness? Bonnie wasn’t hearing that shit and she’d be damned if they thought that a few sorry’s and some it’ll never happen again’s would fix it.
CASH’s words rang in Bonnie’s head. She should have never turned her back on her father. She saw now that he was the only man that would never hurt her. While the two’s voices went mute to Bonnie as they cried meaningless words, she began to think what would CASH do in that situation. Once when one of CASH’s many girlfriend’s was caught cheating on him, he skinned the girl and her lover alive. Bonnie was about twelve then and CASH made her watch. “I want to teach you how to handle someone when they fuck you over.” CASH had told her. She had nightmares of their fleshless screaming bodies for weeks.
Skinning seemed a bit too extreme for Bonnie and her baby belly told her that she did have the stamina it took. But she knew what to do.
            “This was the first time. I’m so sorry, I don’t know why I did it.” Cameron cried out to Bonnie. This being the first time seemed very farfetched to her. They were probably fucking all this time. She should have known when she found Lorraine’s number in Cam’s pocket. That babysitting bulshit should have been a big red flag. They didn’t need her. Lorraine was probably off fucking Cam while she sat watching her kids every day. But stupid little Bonnie, who was all in love fell for it. How dare she think that she could be the one who turned Cameron into a faithful guy? And how dare they think that they could betray Bonnie like that in her own marital bed!
Words could not form in Bonnie’s head enough for her to express her anger. She wanted to yell, scream, tell them how much she hatted the two but all Bonnie could do was see red. So much red that her mind when blank. Walking to the kitchen was the last thing Bonnie remembered before she felt the pains in her belly. The ten minutes it took to stab them both to a bloody mess went by in a flash.
She stabbed and slashed the pain in her heart away until the pain in her belly told her it was over. Blood in her eyes and mouth burned harder then her ears from their screaming. For a while Bonnie sat in the bedroom. Pools of blood mixed in with each other that she couldn’t differentiate between Cam’s, Lorraine’s or hers. She was bleeding as well, it was from the baby. She didn’t know why she did it but she did know that she felt better with them dead then letting them live and getting away with it. And that’s exactly what Bonnie needed to do, get away.
It wouldn’t be long before somebody would be looking for the two and dealing with whatever consequences wasn’t in Bonnie’s agenda.
The baby had felt the pain Bonnie had felt as well because her child was kicking and flipping in her belly causing tight spasms in her pelvis. Seeing her husband, they man she would do anything for, the one who she loved to the moon and back, sleep with another woman right in front of her was hurtful. But it didn’t hurt as much as the fact that her child, the one Bonnie had grew to love, would live without it’s father. The contractions were the most painful ever, fuck Cam, she was having the baby. 
To be continued...

-Tiffany Li 

Mood Changer- A Cam and Bonnie Story









Mood Changer
“Ugh, Cam get your shit together.” Bonnie rolled her eyes as she picked up the umpteenth bottle of beer from the floor. With all her life, she had trusted Cameron and this is where he had lead them, all that she had given up and he left her in the desolate terrible place they called home.
Where they now resided in was a far cry from the kept mansions that Bonnie grew up in all her life. Far from what she had imagined when her and Cam planned the ultimate stunt of stealing ten million dollars of her step father CASH. If she had known where turning her back on all that she knew for love would get her, she would have never turned Cam’s way. She would have ran honestly, so far that she would have never associated with a man again. She would have been better off old and lonely with seven cats keeping her company in a huge mansion rather than being in the dusty slum apartment she now lived in with Cameron.
“Wake up.” Shanking the foot of her once beloved husband, Bonnie really had enough of his lounging around. “Cameron, wake the fuck up!” Now violent shaking his leg in order to raise him from his deadly slumber.
More shakes and yells and Cam eventually rose from his sleep wiping the crust from his eyes with a loud burping yawn. Before he even uttered a word, Cam took a sip of warm beer from one of the many bottles around.
“What!” He angrily yelled. He was enjoying a wonderful dream where he laid on the beach under the warm sun. Ten million dollars being his bed rest. He wanted to stay there, in his dream, if it meant not waking up or living life really; he would have happily accepted thriving in purgatory. Any life in fact was better than the one he lived now.
“You’ve been sleeping all day! You promised today would be the day you went out to find a job.” For a man that dined on champagne and vodka exclusively prior to their demise, cheap Cuban beer didn’t agree with him as he would have liked. Drinking more was the only way he could stall the pounding headache it caused. So instead of responding to Bonnie’s yelling that’s what he did, take a sip.
Bonnie snarled at him with her pudging belly. Cameron grunted at her with his scruffy beard and messy hair. Just two months ago they were in paradise, with the only care was what beach they were going to escape to next. Now, they squatted in a dusty apartment, no money, no beach and were constantly on the watch for CASH’s minions.
Bonnie looked on at Cam with disgust. He was once the sexiest man she had ever laid eyes on. He had confidence, charisma, and determination. Now all he had was a beer belly and a bad drug habit that pushed them deeper into poverty. If she wasn’t carrying his child, Bonnie probably would have jumped on the bandwagon of drugs too but she couldn’t risk it for the baby. It was the only thing keeping her together.
The two had become so distant since the man who Cam once considered his best friend stole all they had. They were so distant that they didn’t even share the same bed anymore. Cam chose to stay out late and crash on the couch. And like a ritual, Bonnie cried herself to sleep on the small cot in their room. Her unhappiness melted into everything she did, all day she would mop around the tiny apartment, cursing their whole existence. It became so painful to watch that Cam either left the house or drunk himself into a stupor.
“We’re out of food and there’s no money left in your wallet.”
Despite all the ill feelings he held for Bonnie and her hasty mood, he still cared for her and felt responsible to provide in the most basic needs he could. He did what he could to at least feed and keep a roof over her head.
“Did you check my pant pockets?”
Again Bonnie rolled her eyes. The gesture became so engraved in her that Cam swore she rolled her eyes more than she blinked! She walked over to retrieve Cam’s pants and dug her hand in his pockets. All that she pulled out was a few coins and a ripped off piece of paper.
“What the fuck is this?” She held up, other hand on her hip rolling her eyes yet again. “Who’s Lorraine?”
Shit! Cam had forgot that he wore those pants to the discoteca the night before. When he wasn’t lounging on the musty couch in his home, he was out. Working, unbenounced to Bonnie, at the discoteca “handling business” he would call. But really he was just selling drugs. He had a really good thing going on for him there too.
The club was ran by some fat house mom named Marcianna. She allowed Cam and his associates to conduct business in the back of the club for exchange of nightly visits by Cam. He wasn’t proud of what he was doing but he was able to provide for his expanding family. It also didn’t help that Bonnie wouldn’t touch him with a ten foot pole.
But as of lately Marcianna was a little lackluster in bed and his coke habit made him felt more capable than reality. Lorraine was something pretty to look at, she became more appealing to Cam when she brushed off the fact that he was married with one on the way. Cameron forgot she slid her number in his pocket the night before, Bonnie wasn’t happy.
In an instant Cam rose to his feet and took hold of his wife’s resistant hand.
“Oh that’s Loraine, uhh…she said that she needed a babysitter.” Randomly Cameron blurted out. He wasn’t even sure if Lorraine had kids. “I told her that you love kids and would be perfect for the job.”
Bonnie’s face told that she wasn’t falling for that lie just as of yet. Besides the little one growing inside of her, she wasn’t too enthralled with the smaller people. She actually still held her reservations about the one she was carrying. If Cam didn’t get them out of their desolate situation soon, she would have no choice but to make her way back to her father CASH. She had been working on her tearful apology.
Knowing that getting out of his lie was a life or death situation with Bonnie, Cam attempted to milk it further.
Taking her stiff body into his arms, Cam planted a kiss on his wife’s forehead, trying his best to keep his accent at bay.
“I have been thinking. You don’t know many people here in town and it would be good for you to get out and make some friends. We also need the money.”
Just the mention of money caused Bonnie to turn her attention from Cameron possibly cheating. She wanted desperately to get back in a better space with Cam and the only thing that was holding them back was money. If she could help their family out then she was willing to do it. But the babysitting thing couldn’t last for long, Bonnie was desperate to live the fast life again. Bonnie solemnly nodded her head in agreement.
“And!” Cam knew he was winning their little fight and decided to put the extra oomph in to win Bonnie’s favor. He kissed Bonnie again this time on her tightlipped mouth. “Lorraine has an uncle that wants me to come and work with him at the discoteca downtown. I got a job baby!”
Like music to her ears, Bonnie’s mood went from super negative to ultra-bright. All because of money. They had hope! Bonnie thought, this wasn’t going to be the rest of their lives in the slums.
“Baby, that’s so good!” She kissed Cam with enthusiasm. Relishing in the fact Bonnie was letting him close to her, Cam took full advantage and led her to the tiny cot in their bedroom. Marcianna might have gave him the basics of sex but Bonnie was his true soulmate. She knew how to go above and beyond of what he could ever desire.
All that time since they moved to that tiny apartment, Cameron was living in hell with not being intimate with Bonnie. He thought it was the baby but he completely over looked what the real cause was. In that moment, Cam knew exactly what turned Bonnie on. Cold hard cash. 
To be continued...
-Tiffany Li 

Plan B - A Cam and Bonnie Story







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!”
She wasn’t lying, Cam couldn’t stand the little creatures and relished in the fact that he would never have to deal with one on his own. If they had money it probably would not have been as bad, they could just hire a nanny.
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