This is unbelievably short and late!

A whole YEAR has passed since I last wrote, wow.

My only excuse is I got pregnant (HUGE shock!) and it kicked my ass, my beautiful boy is now nearly 3 months and sleeping (Took long enough) So hopfully I can get back to writing but no promises.

Are people still even reading this? Hmm.

"He was doing it for you."

Those words haunted Leela for weeks after her unexpected run in with Cameron's mum. What the hell was she meant to make of what she was told!? She had went over every conversation they had about running away in her head what felt like a million times, and yeah Cameron seemed enthusiastic about the idea but back then so was she but she wasn't going out robbing banks to fund it. They both had weekend jobs, Leela sweeping up hair and making tea at a poncy salon in town and Cameron taking odd jobs with one of his mates. Foolishly she thought if they could have stuck it out for a couple of months they could run and never look back, apparently that wasn't quick enough for Cameron.

"He sent you visiting orders before you moved. I thought you knew?"

Another Lie he had told his mum Leela tried to pass it off as but couldn't quite shake the feeling she was missing something. Why lie about that? If he didn't want to see her any more why not tell his mum that, why tell her he was trying to get in contact with her? There where so many things that didn't make sense to her but she knew that there where only two people that could give her the answers she needed and she didn't relish the thought of talking about this with either one.

She was stupid for doing this, stupid for even thinking about it but she couldn't get it out of her head. Her father did always say she was far to curious for her own good, Well that and pig headed.

Both where probably the reason she was sitting in a cafe no unlike the one she worked in waiting on Mrs Campbell.

Logically she knew that she should leave the past in the past but her life was based around a decision she made because Cam didn't want her and there was no way she could be a single parent at her age, hell it would have been hard even with Cameron but she would have done it, the both of then raising Peri. Her little girl, knowing what it felt like to hear her call Leela mum, No. She couldn't think like that, she'd spent to long already going over the if's and but's.

She was getting ready to flee when a hand touched her shoulder.

"I'm so happy you wanted to meet." Came the voice from behind.

Leela tried to hide her self loathing before she replied. "I want to know why you told me what you did last time?"

"I thought you had a right to know." Mrs Campbell replied with a nod of her head. "If I where you I'd want to have been told."

"But your not me, you don't have the first clue about me." Leela said. "We hardly spent a great amount of time together when I went out with Cam."

"True." She conceded. "But I know my son and I like to think he wouldn't go out with a door mat who'll listen to everything everyone else tells her, rather than forming her own opinion. Why else would you be here?"

Leela sat silent for a beat. "I don't know why I'm here, this is a mistake."

She got up from the table hastily trying to put as much distance between them as possible. "I'm sorry I called you all the way out here, It won't happen again."

She tried to make her way out the over crowded cafe only stopping when she heard. "I visited him the other week."

Leela didn't know how long she stood there gawking before slowly lowering herself back into her seat.

"He didn't ask about you this time," Mrs Campbell said. "The one time I actually have information and he doesn't ask."

Leela didn't know if she was relieved or devastated that he hadn't asked. "How was he, I mean did he look alright."

Mrs Campbell laughed. "Honey he's been in prison 5 years now, he looks pretty much how you'd expect."

Leela flinched at her words.

"Still protesting his innocence but I doubt he'll ever own up to what he done." She said rolling her eyes. "Been that way since he was a boy, never able to admit he was in the wrong."

Leela tried a smile in response but it came out more like a grimace.

"Not to be funny hun but you invited me here."

"Yeah I did," Leela agreed shakily wondering why she had ever thought this was the right thing to do. "The other week when you said I wasn't over Cameron, I think you where right."

"Oh love." She sighed.

"I don't love him still," Leela rushed to say. "I just cannot move past it and I don't think I'll be able to until I know everything."

Mrs Campbell didn't say anything for a while staring down at the out of date plastic table cloth. "I don't think I'm the one who you need to talk to then hun and I think you already know that."

"I know." Leela said brokenly. "But I can't talk to him, not now there's to much went on."

"Cameron is the only one that can give you the answers your looking for." She warned.

"Maybe." She said knowing what she had to do.

After her lunch with Mrs Campbell she had walked home in a daze unsure if she really wanted to open the can of worms. Sure she wanted answers but at what cost? Her relationship with her Parents? Peri?

She couldn't allow that, there was no way she was going to loose her daughter again, she'd die before that happened.

But her parents had to be keeping something from her, they had never liked Cameron but her dad had act least tried her mum had done no such thing. Leela knew if there was someone in her family trying to keep them apart it was her mum, she just hoped she was wrong.