Why am I starting a new story? lol

I LOVE LOVE LOVE CAM. And plus I've lost inspiration for Maybe I Was Wrong(Don't worry, it shall continue on!)

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This is pretty short but it's just to give you an idea of what this story is going to be about

Prologue

"I'm pregnant"

Her face showed a serious expression, nothing except sorrow and regret. I didn't know what to do; Whether to hold her or run. Of course I would never run from my responsibility's like a coward but I was still a kid. No matter how manly I could try to be at that moment there was absolutely no way I could handle this. A 15 year old isn't meant to handle these types of problems-at least I know that now. I was scared out of my damn mind! I didn't intend on traveling all the way from my home and family, leaving them behind to come specifically for hockey,not for getting a girl pregnant.

I'm not to sure exactly how long I stayed quiet for, but it was enough to make her start crying. I'd never seen anyone cry so hard in my life, not even my mom cried this much when I left. She tried to hide her face behind her hair but it was no use. Her lips were chapped, eyes blood shot, and an eerie feeling of dread that just hung over her.

"Are you going to say anything, Cam?" She whispered as she refused to make eye contact with me. Now I remember feeling a slight sting at her words and actions. I don't know why but I did. It was stupid I know but I thought we knew each other well enough to know that when I was silent, that meant I was just thinking. So I did what I did best, I stayed quiet. The longer I didn't speak the more she broke down. I knew she must have been terrified and she had a right to be, everything was going to change.

And boy did it.

Maybe I should start from the beginning? There's just too much to tell. It started with my beautiful girlfriend, Maya, and her. Let me refer to her as Jeannette. I don't want to give anyone's real names out, in case someone were to get a hold of this. Now that would be disastrous. Plus, this whole writing down my problems is apart of my recovery; At least that's what my therapist told me.

Anyway, Jeanette is an important part in my story as well as Maya.

Now my recovery is a completely different story yet still a major contributing factor in all of this. So I'll leave that long and depressing tale of my teenage life for later on. Don't worry it'll happen. I'd like to write this all down in chronological order, so in a way you can see what I dealt with and what caused me to come to this point.

This isn't gonna be some stupid diary plot out of The Perks of Being a Flower or whatever that movie's called. God, Maya loved that movie. I couldn't stand it, but anything to make her smile and laugh was good enough for me. I may not have remembered anything about the movie but I sure as hell remembered every little giggle that came out of her as she snuggled up next to me in the theater. She could not stop talking about that movie for a long long time. But like I said, as long as she was happy, then I was happy. Plus she put up with all my hockey talk and games so I guess it was only fair that I listened to her.

I'm getting off topic here. The point is, my life has been one crazy mess, hell it still is. Writing this out-how my therapist described it-"Will give me a way to sort through my problems and come to a full circle in my recovery."

I still don't believe how writing everything down can be a useful tool in "solving my problems". Although it has been said that writing your issues down is easier than it is to say it. Maybe there is some truth behind that, because no matter how much I love my family I could never sit down and tell them everything. First of all there wouldn't be enough time and second of all, it's just too painful to relive it like that. After all of my therapy appointments I'm always worn out. Talking about my problems is very exhausting. I don't know why but it just is.

I'll give this little experiment a shot, who knows maybe this might actually work.

Now let me just start from the beginning, when I made it official with Maya...

Did you like it :D

I hope so

I am trying very hard to write from Cam's perspective and talk the way he would. Now this is hint hint future Cam talking. I myself have gone through, and still am, the same things he is experiencing. It's touching really. So hopefully I can express how I feel as well as show the struggles Cam is trying to over come.

Reviews mean a lot!

P.S I love Perks of Being a Wallflower. That's partly the inspiration for this story.