Ok I know Taylor Swifts song Never Grow up along with the Once Upon A Time reference I had put in an earlier chapter didn't even exist back in 2007 but I couldn't think of another song to put. Its fanfiction so lets just say it did :)

Chapter 21 Won't Let No One Break Your Heart

Chase was on the couch holding Isabelle, waiting for the girls to come home so that Violet can make her special recipe she had planned for dinner. Adrian was on the recliner drinking a beer and ignoring Chase as he watched a football game and criticized the way American players played. Chase was seriously considering asking him to leave when Violet suddenly walked in looking pissed. He immediately became concern when she closed the door, realizing Cameron wasn't with her.

"Where's Allison?" he asked, not liking the sudden tension in the room.

"Oh god you killed her," Adrian stated half serious. Chase ignored him as he glared at Violet.

"What happened? What did you do?"

"Why do you always have to assume it was me!" she snapped. "That woman started it." Chase rolled his eyes at her immaturity.

"Well where did she go?"

"I don't know she just dropped me off and left." Chase had a bad feeling about this and knowing his stepmother, she probably struck a nerve. He didn't doubt that it had to do with last night and briefly began to regret ever saying anything to her. He got up and handed Isabelle to her.

"Stay here while I clean up your mess," he said angrily before quickly leaving the apartment.

Cameron sat at the booth of their favorite bar, the same bar that Chris had drugged her in last year. "Want to talk about it?" Alicia asked sympathetically as she sulked.

"No," she mumbled.

"The offer is still open if you want to stay with us," Foreman said, before taking a sip of his beer.

"Thanks but Chase is on his way soon," she said. Chase had called her earlier, asking where she was. Not wanting to worry him, she told him she was at the bar with Alicia and Foreman.

"How bad is she?" Alicia asked since they haven't met her yet.

"Bad," Cameron replied as Alicia also took a sip of her beer. She wasn't drinking since she knew Violet had this whole family dinner planned. If Violet smelled alcohol on her then she would lecture her about it and Cameron wasn't in the mood to take anymore of her shit. "It's like she has a personal vendetta against me."

"Honey, forget dinner and just hang out with us," Alicia suggested.

"No, if I don't go it'll just be another reason for her to resent me," she answered as Chase suddenly walked into the bar. He greeted them as he sat next to Cameron. Getting the hint they needed to talk, Foreman and Alicia got up and headed towards the bar.

"What happened?" he asked in concern.

"It was just something she said," Cameron replied not to being able to look him in the eye. Violets words echoed in her mind and for a moment she felt that she was right, that she really was pathetic for letting Chris treat her so badly. Chase took her hand in his and she slowly met his eyes.

"Whatever she said it's not true," he told her softly.

"Do you think I'm pathetic for letting Chris beat me?" she whispered. His temper flared as he realized that was what Violet said to her but instantly calmed down when he noticed how much those words had affected her.

"No of course not," he told her.

"But I could've stopped it before he got out of hand. I could've told someone sooner. Violet is right I'm pathetic

"Ally, love we talked about this. If you had stopped it on your own, he could've hurt you so bad to the point of even taking your life and you did come to me."

"Yeah after he raped me, the one time I actually remember," she mumbled looking away.

"Babe look at me," he said, trying to get her to understand that what Violet had said was just meant to hurt her. It wasn't true, if anything she was strong for surviving and for getting help before it was too late. She would never be pathetic in his eyes and it hurt knowing that his stepmother made her believe she was. He suddenly regretted even sending them out there together.

"You been through so much and came out of it alive. You came to me before it was too late. What Violet had said was meant to hurt you, it doesn't make it true. You're anything but pathetic, you're strong for surviving."

Cameron looked into his eyes, seeing nothing but genuine love and she realized everything he said was right. She shouldn't have let Violet get to her. "I'm sorry I let her get to me," she said.

Chase gave her a small smile as he placed a quick kiss on the lips. "I'm sorry I made you two go out there. I just wanted to make things better between you and her."

"I know, don't apologize honey," Cameron said suddenly realizing something. "How did she know about my past?"

"Last night after you fell asleep I went into the room to get Izzie and she assumed I was hurting you especially because she saw the scars on your back. I just told her I wasn't the one that hurt you. That's all she knows." Cameron nodded, accepting that answer.

"Come on let's get out of here," he said.

The moment they walked into apartment they can smell the wonderful aromas of food. Growing up, Chase remembered Violet cooking a lot. She was a chef for a few years before retiring shortly after his father died. Violet was in the kitchen while Adrian was still sitting in front of the TV. The house was quiet and homey but Cameron suddenly just felt out place.

"I'm going to feed Izzie," she told Chase before going into the kitchen to prepare a bottle. Chase picked Isabelle up from her playpen and sat on the couch with her, hoping they wouldn't get into another argument.

"You're back," Violet said coolly with her back turned to her as she faced the stove.

"Yeah," Cameron said as she started preparing the baby formula.

"That was really immature of you to just take off like that," she scolded her and Cameron had no choice but to take it. She felt too emotionally drained to fight with her and she knew now that it wasn't worth it. Violet knew where it hurts and she wasn't afraid to use it against you. They didn't say anything else to each other after that and once the bottle was ready Cameron went back out into the living room. It was late so she decide to put Isabelle down before dinner. After getting her from Chase she went into the bedroom and sat in the rocking chair. She gazed at her baby girl and couldn't help but feel a little better. No matter how bad her day was Isabelle always seemed to make it better at the end of the day. Emotions from the day suddenly started to overwhelm her. No matter what happens, Cameron well never treat her baby like Chase's parents had or like her own stepfather had. She and Chase weren't going to follow in their footsteps and she was going to make sure of that. Isabelle's eyes were drooping and Cameron knew she was about to fall asleep so she started to softly sing to her, something that always soothed her since she was in the womb.

"Your little hand's wrapped around my finger
And it's so quiet in the world tonight
Your little eyelids flutter cause you're dreaming
So I tuck you in, turn on your favorite night light
To you everything's funny, you got nothing to regret
I'd give all I have, honey
If you could stay like that

Oh darling, don't you ever grow up
Don't you ever grow up, just stay this little
Oh darling, don't you ever grow up
Don't you ever grow up, it could stay this simple
I won't let nobody hurt you, won't let no one break your heart
And no one will desert you
Just try to never grow up"