(A/N: I know you guys hate me ,right? I can't believe it's been almost a month since I updated this story, I feel so bad. I had decided to take a quick break from this story to write a new one but it wasn't suppose to take as long as it did, so I sincerely apologize for my absence and hope that no one gave up on me updating. I'm going to be going on vacation tomorrow, well seeing as it's 2 A.M. Today, but I wanted to get this chapter out to you guys before in hopes that you guys will continue to be patient with me and not abandon me while I take another week away to go hang with my family. So I think that's enough rambling from me... here we go)
Disclaimer: I don't own anything! I'm too broke to own myself, let alone the guys of Big Time Rush!
Chapter 9: The Roberts
Logan's P.O.V.
Jo was standing in the doorway when we finally reached the reception hall. As soon as we got close enough she pulled Camille into a hug.
"Are you okay, Cami?" she asked, leaning back to so she could see her face.
"Not really! But I'm not going to let anything ruin this day for me. I can deal with all te drama tomorrow." Camille tells her.
"Good!" Jo says, before giving her one more quick hug. "Okay let's go princess, Mommy and Daddy have to walk in alone."
She takes Haley from me and heads back inside, I turn to face Camille, by the way she was biting her bottom lip, I could tell that she was starting to rethink going in there.
"Hey! Calm down! Nothings going to happen, except we're going to go in there and have fun with our friends." I reassured her. "Just like you said; all the drama can wait until tomorrow."
"You're right! Let's go!"
I grabbed her hand and squeezed it, before leaning down and softly kissing her. "It'll be okay!' I mumbled against her lips
Camille's P.O.V.
"Please join me in welcoming, Mr, and Mrs. Mitchell." the DJ called as we walked into the room.
Everyone was standing clapping as we walked past. I couldn't believe that they had managed to pull this off in only a couple of hours. I mean how did they get Stephanie and Carlos here at such short notice. Even James Diamond was here with his girlfriend Elizabeth. And I didn't even want to think about how much money he had to spend to get all of this ready so quickly.
We waled to the middle of the dance floor, before Logan stopped us. I looked at him in confusion.
"What's wrong?" I whispered to him.
"Nothings wrong, just wait!" he smiled at me.
"It's time for the first dance as husband and wife!" The DJ said, before starting the music.
As the first notes of "More Than Anyone" by Gavin DeGraw started, Logan pulled me into his arms.
You need a friend
I'll be around
Don't let this end
Before I see you again
What can I say to convince you
To change your mind of me?
"How?" I asked pulling back to look up at him.
"Jo told me how much you loved this song. And once I heard it, I thought it would be the perfect song for our first dance." he answered with a smile.
"Well you were right. It is the perfect song." I say, laying my head back on his chest.
I'm going to love you more than anyone
I'm going to hold you closer than before
And when I kiss your soul, your body be free
I'll be free for you anytime
I'm going to love you more than anyone
Look in my eyes what do you see
Not just the color
Look inside of me
Tell me all you need and I will try
I will try
I couldn't stop the tear that swelled up in my eyes once again. But for once that day they weren't from fear or anger, but from happiness and hope.
I knew the odds weren't in favor of Logan and I; but that didn't stop me from hoping that our life together would mirror the words of this song.
I'm going to love you more than anyone
I'm going to hold you closer than before
And when I kiss your soul, your body be free
I'll be fee for you anytime
I'm going to love you more than anyone
There was a soft tickle in my ear as Logan started singing along with the song. Not only did my heart burst from hearing those words past through his lips, but his voice was just as perfect as he was.
I gripped him tighter, as I lost myself in the perfect mixture of his ad Gavin DeGraw's voice.
Free for you whenever you need
We'll be free together baby
Free together baby
I'm going to love you more than anyone
I'm going to hold you closer than before
And when I kiss your soul, your body be free
I'll be free for you anytime
I'm going to love you more than anyone
I'm going to love you more than anyone!
The final notes of the song was spent with his lips on mine as the crowd cheered. We pulled apart when the lights came back on.
"Thank you! That was better than anything I ever could have imagined." I whispered to him.
"Hey I'm just happy you said yes! I know how hard this was for you, and like I said before, I'll spend as much time as it takes trying to make you and Haley happy!" he whispered back.
:You already have." I tell him.
We were interrupted by someone wrapping their arms around my legs. We looked down at the same time to see our little girl smiling up at us. Logan bent down and picked her up.
"Hey princess!" I kissed her cheek.
"Mama, Daddy! Auntie Jo say sit down now!" she says, smiling at us.
"Go tell your Auntie Jo that we'll be there in a second." Logan tells her before sitting her back down. We watched as she took off running, before turning back to each other.
"Well Mrs. Mitchell, what o you say we go celebrate with our friends?" Logan asks, grinning down at me.
"I would love too, Mr. Mitchell." I tell him before raising on my toes to press my lips to his once again. I don't think I will ever get tired of doing that,
(A/N: Don't worry it doesn't end here! Just a quick note! Okay guys I'm not good at writing weddings, so I'm pretty much just going to skip the whole thing and start off again the day after. Also I'm not comfortable with writing lemons so there won't be any in this story! There however will be plenty of heavy make out sections. Okay well that's it so back to the story!)
Logan's P.O.V.
I woke up this morning to the world worst hang over and from the groans coming from beside me, my beautiful wife wasn't doing any better.
"Why in the hell did we drink so much last night?" she groaned, rolling over to face me.
"I drank to keep up with you, and you drank to avoid dealing with your parents." I answered her. It wasn't until a few second later that I notice here glaring at me."What? You asked."
"You didn't have to answer!"
I watched as she rolled out of bed and grabbed her robe before making her way to the bathroom, and shutting the door behind her. A few minutes later, I heard the shower start up.
I laid there thinking about last night, as I waited for her to finish. I can't believe how lucky I was. The fact that she actually agreed to marry me surprised me to no ends.
Watching her walk down that aisle towards me, was a moment I never could have imagine. I could see how hesitant she was through out the whole ceremony, but somehow my luck held out and she didn't bolt back up the aisle and leave me standing there, even though I'm sure the thought ran through her mind quite a few times.
After our talk about her parents and our first dance, the rest of the reception was spent kidding around with our friends and dodging her parents. Only to be cornered by them as we went to get drinks.
***Flashback***
"Hello Camille!" A voice said from behind us.
Camille went stiff instantly, and her grip on my hand tighten, almost painfully. Even though I didn't recognize the voice, I already knew who it belonged to. I turned around, pulling Camille with me.
"Ruth, Jared!" She said, her voice ice cold.
"It's greet to see you again, Cami." her mother, Ruth, said. Reaching out a hand as if to touch her, causing Camille to take a step back.
"Funny seeing how you were the one, who said you never wanted to see me again." she snapped glaring at them.
"Camille, you have to understand. We didn't know what to do..." her mother started, but was cut off by a very pissed off looking Camille.
"What to do? You didn't know what to do? You were suppose to be there for me, no matter what. You were suppose to tell me that you loved me and that everything would be okay." Camille told them, her voice raising with every word. "I was twenty years old, pregnant, and scared out of my mind; and all I wanted was for my parents to have my back and be there for me."
"Camille it wasn't that easy. We have a reputation that we had to protect. We couldn't have a pregnant, unwed daughter. We just couldn't." her mother pleaded.
I could tell that her words only further angered Camille, so I decided that now was a good time to step in,
"Okay we're not going to get anywhere with this tonight. So why don't we just save this for tomorrow. You can stop by our house in the morning before your flight and you could talk then." I tell them hastily writing my address down on a napkin and handing it to her father. "Now if you will excuse us, we have to get back to our reception."
Before they could say anything back, I pulled Camille over to where Kendall and Jo were waiting with a sleeping Haley in Kendall's arms.
The next hour after Kendall and Jo had left, was spent with Camille throwing back drinks and me swiping some of half of them. At the wait she was going she was going to get alcohol poisoning.
*** End of Flashback ***
I must have zoned out for awhile because when I opened my eyes, Camille was sitting beside me putting lotion on her legs.
"What were you thinking about?" she asked, glancing over at me.
"Last night!" I answer getting out of bed.
"Oh yeah that reminds me. Ruth and Jared called and said they'll be here in 20 minutes so you should probably go jump in the shower." she says.
I headed to my closet. For once I had the day off, so all I wanted was to throw on some sweats and white beater. But seeing as how Camille's parent were coming over and my parents were suppose to be here later this afternoon. And Lord knows I don't want to hear their mouths.
So instead I grab a pair of nice jeans, a polo shirt, and a vest to put over it before making my way out of the closet and towards the bathroom.
"Don't forget to take some aspirin!" Camille calls after me.
"Okay!" I call back before shutting the door and going to take my shower.
Camille's P.O.V.
I was going out of my mind! I couldn't believe that my parents were on their way over here.
Jo had took Haley home with her last night, in order to give me and Logan some alone time and also so I could have it out with my parents without Haley being there.
They don't get to be in her life after everything they did. And they damn sure aren't just going to come back into my life and act like everything is completely normal.
I was raised to respect my parents and all elders, for that matter; but last night I wanted nothing more than to slap the hell out of both of them.
I couldn't believe it when they stood there trying to defend themselves to me. Like nothing they did was wrong, like it was all my fault.
Millions of girls get pregnant at 20 years old, hell some of them get pregnant younger than that. But somehow their parents found it in them to be there to love and support them. So why the hell couldn't my parents do that, you ask me? Because a unwed pregnant daughter would have ruined their reputations, that's why!
Well I wonder what their friends would think if they ever found out how they abandon me and their grandchild. Would their precious reputation be ruined then.
I snapped out of my stewing when I heard the doorbell ring. I quickly brushed my hair up into a ponytail before making my way downstairs. I pulled the door open to see them standing on the porch, with looks of awe on their faces.
'Take that!' I thought, doing a little happy dance inside, as I stepped back to allow them in.
"Your house is beautiful Camille!" my mom says looking around.
"Thank you!" I say in a clipped voice. "If you would follow me, you can wait in the living room while I finish getting ready."
I led them into the living room, and waited for them to sit down, before damn near running up the stairs to get Logan.
He was coming out of our room when I hit the landing. He smiled at me, before walking over and pulling me into a hug. "Everything is going to be fine! I'll be right there with you the entire time." he whispers in my ear.
I nod before kissing him. We stood there for a few minutes before he pulled away.
"We can't put this off forever! And the sooner we get down there the sooner it will be over and it'll just be you and me." he told me.
I nodded once again not trusting my voice at this point. I felt like I was on the verge of a nervous breakdown. We headed down the stairs and into the living room, where my parents were sitting in complete silence.
"Mr. and Mrs. Roberts, it so nice to see you again." Logan said.
I couldn't hold back the scoff that came out at that. Logan shot me a look to which I just rolled my eyes and shrugged. We sat on the couch across from my parents, in silence. None of us really ready to get into this; but all of us knowing that we had to have it out.
What the hell! I might as well get the ball rolling.
""Well...?" I said, causing them to wince at the sharpness in my voice.
"Well what?" my father ask, looking me in the eye.
"I'm waiting on an apology." I snapped.
"We aren't going to apologize, because we didn't do anything wrong." he snaps back.
"Then why the hell are you here? Because short of me having a complete memory lapse there is no way in hell you are ever going to be welcome back into my life." I tell them, moving to stand up, but having Logan wrap his arm around me and pull me onto his lap.
"Watch your mouth young lady! You will not speak to us in that manner." my father says.
Once upon a time that would have had me apologizing on the spot; but now it only pissed me off even more.
"Excuse me! Last time I checked this was my house and I can talk however the hell I feel like talking in my house." I told them, as Logan tightened his arm around me.
"We are your parents, so you will show us some respect!" He says standing up..
I pried Logan hands loose and stood up, stepping towards my father.
"I will show you the door!" I said, standing my ground.
"Jared calm down! She's right, we haven't done anything to show her respect; so why should we expect any." My mom finally speaks up.
"Finally someone with a brain." I say under my breath as I sit back down next to Logan, who immediately wraps his arms around me pulling me into his side.
"Camille, let us explain why we did what we did, then you can hate us all you want." my dad says.
"Fine! Get to explaining!" I say.
They were silent for a few minutes, each gathering their own thought; but my patience was quickly wearing thin, when my dad finally decided to clue us in.
"We couldn't risk anyone finding out about you being pregnant. It would have ruined everything for us." he says. "We spent years building our business and reputation in that town. And majority of that was built on us being a wholesome family, so you being pregnant would have shattered that for us."
I bit back the smart-ass remark that came into mind. God all I wanted was to tell them what they cou7ld do with their reputation.
"Okay! But did you ever once stop and think of what your decisions would do to me?" I asked.
"Honey we did think..." my mother started.
"No you didn't! "Don't sit there and lie! If you had thought about anybody but your own selfish asses, then you wouldn't have done it." I said once again standing up. "So don't come here with your lame ass excuses and tell me that you thought about me or your grandchild."
I couldn't take this shit anymore, all I wanted was to breakdown, but I wouldn't give them the satisfaction of seeing me like that. So I just walked out. I headed out into the backyard and dropped down on the side of the pool. I pulled my shoes off and dropped my legs into the water.
I couldn't stand being in that room with them any longer. How can they honestly try to justify what they had done.
I heard the slide door open and figured it was Logan coming to check on me. So imagine my surprise, when it was my mother who dropped down beside me.
We sat there just staring out at the rest of the backyard, our feet swinging in the water.
"Sweetheart, you're right about everything. Your father and I didn't think about what our decisions would mean for you nor our grandchild," she says. "we just reacted. We never stop to think about anything until it was too late. I mean what were we suppose to do. Pick up the phone a couple months later and tell you we didn't mean it."
"You could have tried! Mom it's been three years, without a single word." I tell her, tears starting to fall down my face. "You guys use to be like Gods in my eyes; you could do no wrong. And when my world was crashing around me, all I wanted was for you to be there to pickup the pieces like you had done my whole life. But you guys didn't do that. Instead you turned your back on me, and you left me with nothing."
I tired to stop the tears, but now that the dam had broken there was no stopping it.
"I had to drop out of school, to work full-time to buy diapers and milk. Luckily, Jo was there to help me, or we would have been sleeping on the streets. She let me stay with her until I was able to fully provide for myself and Haley." I tell her. " So nothing you say can make that better. And to be honest, I don't know if I can ever forgive you enough to let you and dad be a part of my life again."
"I understand that! And sweetie I really am sorry that you had to go through that, especially since we were the one's that cost it. And you're right, there is no excuse for our actions. There is no way for us to just magically fix this. So until you feel ready to talk to us again, your father and I will respect your wishes and stay away. But I do hope that despite everything we did, that you can be a better person then we are, and find it in your heart to forgive us and let us be a part of your life again." she says.
"Why now? You've had three years to do this, so why now? Is it because I'm married now?" I ask, really wanting to know why the sudden change of heart. "That's it isn't it? I fit into your wholesome image again, so now you want me back."
"That's not it at all! I'm going to be honest with you; your father still doesn't think it's a good idea; but I don't care anymore. I'm finally doing what I should have done from day one, and putting my foot down. You're my daughter and nothing you do should ever change that. I made the mistake to turn my back on you once, but I won't make that same mistake again. I want my baby girl back and I don't give a damn what your father has to say about it."
We sat there in silence for awhile, both of us lost in our own thoughts. Part of me (the old me) wanted to forgive them and let them be a part of my life. But the new part of me, the one who developed over these last three years; wasn't able to let go of all the pain and anger that I was feeling towards them. I had no clue what I was suppose to say or do, so I said the first thing that popped into my mind.
"I'll think about it! I can't make any promises but I'll think about it."
"I'll take it! Your father and I should be going, we have a plane to catch."
We both got up grabbing our shoes and headed inside, where Logan and my father were sitting in an uncomfortable silence. As soon as we walked through the door, Logan rushed over to me, pulling me into a hug.
I immediately felt better being wrapped in his arms. We waited while my mom grabbed her bag before walking them to the door. My dad's goodbye was a simple nod in our direction before he walked out the door. I could tell that pissed my mom off, but she was trying not to show it as she turned to face us.
"I really hope you can forgive us, Camille. But I will understand if you can't. Just know that I do love you." she tells me with tears in her eyes, before looking at Logan. "And it was really nice to meet you Logan. Make sure you take better care of my baby girl than I ever did."
"You can count on it, Mrs. Roberts!" Logan says, shaking her hand.
She pulled the door open and was about to walk out, when I reached out and stopped her. I stepped out of Logan's arms and pulled my mom into a hug. This was a huge step on my part. I knew that at the very least I would one day love for my mom to be a part of my life.
"Bye Mama!" I say, before letting her go.
She smiles at me before pulling the door shut behind her. I turned to face Logan, who had a smile on his face,
"Well that's one set of parents down, one more to go." I tell him, heading into the kitchen in need of food.
"Yeah but unlike your parents, we're in for a year long piece of hell with my parents." he say's hopping up onto the counter.
"I still think you are overreacting but no matter what, we're in this together, right?" I ask him.
"Right!" he nodded.
I grabbed a pack of bacon and eggs out of the fridge. I placed them on the counter before pulling out a sheet of pan ans skillet. I placed then both on top of the store before going going to grab the bacon to find Logan sitting there starring at me. ''If you've just going to be creepy and sit there starring at me, you can make yourself useful.'' I tell him.
I feel him come up behind me and wrap his arm around my waist, pulling back into his chest. His lips found there way onto my neck. He softly placed kisses along my neck, causing me to lean even further into him.
"That's not what I mean!" I groan as his lips hit my pulse point.
"You told me to be useful and that's what I'm doing." he said, smiling against my neck.
"Well you keep being so useful and we're never going to eat." I say, turning in his arms and pulling his lips to mine.
All thoughts of breakfast were forgotten as he lifted me up onto the counter, my legs automatically locking around his waist pulling him as close to me as possible.
But as always nothing really goes as planned for us, and the knock on the door only seem to further show our bad luck.
"Unbelievable!" Logan muttered pulling away. ''It's fine we really should eat something.'' I told him , hopping down from the counter and going to back to what I was doing.
The bell rung again, as Logan made his way out of the kitchen. I placed the bacon on the sheet pan and popped it in the already preheated oven.
I grabbed a bowl out of the cabinet and started breaking eggs into it. I was almost done when Logan walked back in followed shortly by a worn out looking Dak.
''Morning!'' I said to Dak, placing the bowl aside and going to wash my hands.
''Yeah, good morning !'' he grumbled back. ''Here are all your pictures.'' he tossed a huge folder on the table. ''You guys owe me, I was up all night trying to get these ready for you.''
I walked over and sat down beside Logan who had grabbed the folder and was looking at the first picture, which was of him and Haley. Wow they really did look alike! How is that even possible?
We looked through all the photos, each more amazing than the one before it. In between pictures I managed to finish breakfast and fix all three of us a plate.
While we ate the guys talked about the NBA playoffs; while I sat there thinking of where I would put every picture.
By the time we had all finished and all the dishes had been loaded into the dishwasher, I knew exactly what I was going to do.
After breakfast Dak left saying the he had to get home and get some sleep cause he had a photo shoot later. After locking the door behind him, Logan came to join me in the living room.
We worked for an hour and a half with me putting pictures in frames and telling him where to put it.
We had just finished when the front door open and Kendall, Jo, and Haley walked in.
"Morning People!' Jo says, coming into the living room.
"Morning!" I say, picking up Haley, who had wrapped herself around my legs.
"What have you guys been up to this fine morning?" Kendall asks, picking up a picture that I was going to put in a family album.
"You know the usual, eating breakfast, hanging up pictures, dealing with my mom and dad." I answer.
"How did that go?" Jo asks, sitting down next to Kendall.
"Hold on!" I say, as I walk out of the room.
I take Haley into her playroom and tell her to play for awhile; before heading back into the living room. I sat on the couch next to Logan, who grab my hand.
"Well..." Jo says, getting impatient as usual.
"It went pretty much how I expected it to go. Basically to them having their friends know that they had a pregnant unwed daughter would have been a fate worst than death."
"Wait they didn't apologize?" Jo said, shocked that my parents, who she had loved like her own, could really be so cold.
"Well my mom did but my dad said he didn't have a damn thing to be sorry for." I tell them. "It took everything in me to not tell him to go fuck himself."
"That's why you're better than me because I would have said a lot more than that." Jo snaps.
"You know what? I don't even care anymore. My dad made his choices and if he doesn't want to be in my life then I'm not go to try to make him." I say. "As for my mom, it's going to take some time but hopefully we will be able to get back to where we were before all of this."
"That would be great! And beside I really missed Ruth's homemade brownies." Jo said, a dreamy look on her face.
"You do know that I know how to make those right?"
Jo face fell at my question!
"You mean I went 3 years without having one, and now you tell me you knew how to make them the whole damn time?" she yells at me.
"Well you never asked! How was I suppose to know?" I snapped at her.
"You just should have know!" she snaps back.
"Okay you know what? I'm not about to sit here and have this immature ass conversation with you." I say, rolling my eyes at her,
I think we both realized that in that whole conversation, Logan nor Kendall had spoken the entire time. I look to my side to find an empty seat. Where the hell is Logan?
"Where the hell are they?" Jo asks, I shrugged in answer.
As if to answer our question we heard their voice drifting from Haley's playroom. We got up and made our way down the hall, stopping in the doorway at the sight of Logan and Kendall seated at Haley's play kitchen table pretending to have a tea party with her.
"More tea?" Haley asks, picking up her tea pot.
"I would be delighted Madam." Logan answers in a horrible British accent.
"No tea for me, but I would love another scone." Kendall say in a equally horrible accent.
I slipped back out of the room and ran to grab my camera. When I got back to the playroom, I was delighted to see that they had not notice Jo, who was practically rolling on the floor in laughter. I quickly snapped a picture of them. They looked up at the sound of the camera. I snapped another one at the looks of shock on Kendall and Logan's faces.
"How long have you guys been right there?" Logan asks, his cheek tinting red.
"Long enough to know that Kendall really likes scones." I tell him, barely able to contain my laughter, especially with Jo still laughing next to me.
"You guys didn't seem to need us in the conversation. So we decided to check on Haley. And she ask us to have a tea party with her. And at first we said no but..." Logan trails off.
"But she pulled out the puppy dog eyes and you guys caved." I finished.
"Cami that kid is entirely too cute!" Kendall says, glaring at me.
"What do you want me to do about it Kendall, tell her to stop being cute?" I ask.
"Yes that's exactly what I want you to do." he says.
"Oh come off it Kendall! She's an adorable two year old. She can't just stop being who she is." I tell him, rolling my eyes.
"You could still try!" Kendall whines.
"Kendall be a man, dude! Stop whining!" Logan says shoving him.
Just as Kendall opened his mouth to say something, the doorbell rang. Logan, shaking his head at his brother, went to answer it. I started picking up some of the toys Haley had scattered around the room.
A few minutes later, Logan came back into the room, his face unreadable. He came and wrapped his arms around me, when two people walked into the room after him.
I didn't need any introductions; by the way Logan was clinging to me I already knew exactly who these people were. But Kendall seemed to feel the need to clarify.
"Mom, Dad!"
(A/N: Okay, so that was chapter nine! I know it ended abruptly but I wanted to wait until next chapter before the Mitchell family drama started. I think we had enough drama with the Roberts. But hey you got to meet Camille's parents and Logan's parents are finally here. So I hope you like this chapter, and you can always let me know what you think by clicking that beautiful button below! As always thanks for the love and support!)
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