I am so sorry for not updating Friday like I said I would. My weekend ended up being super busy. I forgot that I had to babysit for 2 days... Thanks so much for the reviews. You guys have no clue how much it means to me. You guys are the sweetest, and I am so glad you like this story. I appreciate all of your comments. Keep it up. It's super motivating. Also, this chapter deals with something probably predictable, but I have a few things up my sleeve. Don't get mad at me for this chapter... Love you guys! You are the best readers a girl could ask for.
Cam's POV (4 weeks later)
"Cam, I really think that you should talk to your mother. She feels awful about what she said. She just wants to apologize." My dad tells me solemnly over the phone.
"I promise you that I will talk to her when I am ready to forgive her, but I'm not ready yet." I mention annoyed by his persistence.
"She's driving me insane. She hasn't stopped crying about how her baby boy won't talk to her. Please talk to her." My dad responds irritated.
"Dad, can we please talk about something else? How are my siblings?" I ask wanting to talk about anything other than my anger toward my mother.
"They're great! Talk to your mother!" he orders. "No, how's Mickey?" I ask still trying to change the subject.
"He's fine. He's actually leaving for Toronto next week. He's staying with a host family, but I told him that you would check up on him every once in a while. Talk to your mom." He adds at the end of his talk about Mickey.
"I'm going now. Bye dad!" I proclaim pissed off at him not letting it go. I hang up the phone, and decide to call my brother. I am thrilled for him and I'm excited to have him around, but I can't handle talking to my dad when he won't stop pestering me.
Mickey tells me that he's nervous about staying with a billet family, but at the same time he is excited to be joining the team. I reassure him by telling him that I will help him get settled in when he gets here.
"Hey M!" I greet my beautiful wife as she returns home from her sister's house. "Hi" she returns nervously pushing her hair behind her ear, and passing by me quickly going into the kitchen.
"Are you okay?" I follow behind her. She nods her head sadly, and I start to get a bit concerned.
"Maya, did something happen with Katie?" I ask her as she gets herself a glass of water.
"No" she replies sniffling back tears, and causing me to become even more worried.
I furrow my eyebrows at her and watch her anxiously from across the island. "Well something's wrong. What is it?" I ask her frowning worriedly.
She looks up and takes a deep breath before looking back at me. "You should sit down."
"Okay?" I drag out hesitantly sitting down on a stool. "Now what is it?"
"Do you remember the few nights we were in the hospital with Lexi for the first time and I didn't have my birth control pills?" she asks me nervously. "Yeah…" I respond cautiously expecting her to continue.
"And you remember what we did when we came home?" She goes on sorrowfully.
As soon as she says that I am able to put two and two together and realize what she is getting at. "Maya no!" I proclaim anxiously needing to hear the words from her mouth to comprehend them.
"Yeah" she responds with tears starting to drip from her deep blue eyes.
"So you think you're pregnant?"I ask rubbing my head nervously knowing exactly what her answer will be. She nods anxiously, and I feel the stress bubbling up inside of me.
"Did you take a test?" I question curiously. Maya looks at me and shakes her head.
She nods and answers "At Katie's" desolately. "So we really are having a baby…" I speak trying to come to terms with the news.
"I'm so sorry. I didn't mean for this to happen." She cries chewing on her lower lip a bit too harshly.
"I know. Maya… What are we gonna do?" I ask scratching my head apprehensively.
"I guess we're having another baby." She responds rubbing her stomach cautiously.
"Do you really think that we can handle a baby with all that's going on? Lexi needs all of our attention right now."I mention feeling extremely stressed out.
"We don't really have a choice" she looks at me with watery eyes. "Abortion?" I ask not really knowing how I feel about it myself.
She looks down at her belly regretfully and shakes her head at me. "How can you even suggest that?" She asks me appearing to be very hurt. "I don't know Maya. It's just an idea." I respond feeling bad about it.
"I'm sorry, but I can't do that." she tells me a bit angrily. "It's fine. I apologize for even thinking about it." I say not wanting to start a fight about our views on the subject.
"Maybe if you're so opposed to having a baby you should keep your dick to yourself!" Maya snaps at me angrier than I have ever seen her.
My jaw drops at her use of such language. If there was any doubt in my mind that she wasn't pregnant it is gone the minute I witness that mood swing.
"Maya!" I respond shocked at her. "What?" she retorts irritated.
"I swear to you that I am not opposed to having a baby. I just don't know how we are gonna swing it right now." I add feeling bad about bringing up abortion.
"We have 8 months to figure it out!" she yells harshly walking out of the kitchen angrily and proceeding to stomp up the stairs.
I sigh loudly looking up to the sky wondering what I did to deserve this bad omen that has set in on my life. If I wanted to wallow in self-pity, I would have plenty reason to.
I have mental health issues, my daughter has cancer, my wife is pregnant , and honestly I don't think I am ready for another kid.
I collapse onto the living room couch and end up sitting there thinking about all that is going wrong in the world until fall asleep.
I am awoken by Lexi sitting on my lap and shaking my arm. "Daddy, wake up" she says in a sing song voice trying to wake me up nicely.
I rub my eyes groggily, and yawn before responding. "Hey Munchy." I say trying to wake myself up a bit. I look at my phone and realize that I had been sleeping for 2 hours.
"Daddy, can I havejuice?" the small girl asks me politely. I nod at her before lifting her off of my lap and going into the kitchen to pour it for her.
"What kind do you want?" I inquire with a grin.
"Apple juice!" she says excitedly. It's amazing to me how much Lexi has improved since her first doses of chemo. She can eat again, and although she still sleeps a good portion of the day, she is in a better mood when she's awake. The first couple days are rough, but she is getting used to it.
I pour her juice into a cup, and hand it to her carefully. "Thanks Daddy!" she hugs my leg slightly before running off with her juice in hand.
I follow Lexi back into the living room and turn on the side table lamp before joining Lexi at the toy box in the corner. I chuckle as she surveys inquisitively what toy she would like to play with.
She finally decides what she wants and grabs her bag of blocks. She drags them over to the floor and starts to stack the blocks straight up in the air until they all fall down. She does this a few more times before getting frustrated, and I start to help her out.
"You have to have a couple blocks at the bottom so that the structure isn't weak." I tell her putting a cluster of four blocks on the floor.
She finishes her tower, and has a huge smile on her face. "Look daddy, we made a tower for Rapunzel!" she comments enthusiastically before knocking it down and starting to build something else using the technique I taught her about the bigger base.
A while later I hear footsteps coming down the stairs. Maya emerges in the doorway looking teary eyed, and Lexi quickly asks her "Why are you sad mommy?" curiously.
Maya shakes her head. "I'm not sad sweetie. Don't worry about it." She states walking closer to us wiping her eyes as she does.
She sniffles before starting "What are you making?"
"A castle for Rapunzel and Eugene." She replies giggling.
Maya chuckles slightly through her obvious sadness at the small girl's excitement and kneels down on the floor next to me.
When Lexi finishes her unidentifiable castle Maya asks her if she is hungry, and she nods before Maya picks her up and heads into the kitchen. I clean up the blocks, sit on the couch and turn on the TV while Maya makes Lexi something to eat for her late dinner.
Since her sleep schedule is strange right now so is her eating schedule. It may be nearly 9 o clock, but she was sleeping a lot of the day, and in all honesty will probably go back to sleep at 11 or so.
It's insane how much Lexi's illness has turned our lives around, and I'm really hoping that we can handle a baby with all of this change.
"Are you hungry?" Maya yells from the kitchen at me. "Nah" I respond loud enough for her to hear me as I flip through the channels.
When Lexi is done eating the meal that Maya prepared for her, Maya brings her upstairs to give her a bath before bed, and I just stay put on the couch. After two episodes of some stupid sitcom Maya comes down the steps.
"She asleep?" I ask still lounging on the couch. She nods and continues into the room sitting down on the edge of the couch near my feet.
"I'm sorry for freaking out earlier… Are you mad at me?" she asks desperately with a frown gracing her face. I sit up and swing my feet around so that I am sitting next to Maya on the couch.
I smile at her awkwardly trying to make her feel a bit better. "I'm not mad. I'm sorry too. I never should have suggested an abortion. I wouldn't feel right about it either."
"I thought about it, and I'm actually kind of excited… Maya, we're having a baby!" I say with a wide grin.
"We are." She giggles slightly looking down at her flat stomach.
"This is going to be really hard…" she groans sadly. "We can handle it." I nudge her arm gently.