Two Faced Lover - Episode 21

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*** SKYLAR'S POV

"What.. Did. You. Just. Say?"

I glare at him with all my might.

What does he mean by he will take care of me?.

And what the bleeping hell does he mean by he's taking me to his home? Me and my son? I narrow my eyes at him.

I mean anyone would be happy about the fact that a handsome hulk like Cameron is willing to take care of them.

But this? I just can't find it in me to be joyous especially when it'll be much more easier to get closer to him this way.

But I can't.

If I move In with him, my personal life would be bare right before him.

And I do not want that.

He would be indirectly invading my personal space. 

I won't be able to keep certain things away from him. And knowing Cameron, he's as observant and sharp as a cat.

The minute he notices something is off, he would stop at nothing to get to the root. . and I can't have that.. I can't let my son get attached to him either.

Considering the fact that my son has never had any father figure in his life before.

"You should have at least asked he first" 

I say with resignation, leaning back against the bed rest.

"You would have refused if I asked you"

he answers nonchalantly with a shrug.

"Is my mom going to live with you?"

Dean asks after a while, his eyes narrowed at Cameron.

"Yes. And you too"

"Why?"

Cameron raises an eyebrow, obviously stunned at his question.

"Because your mom is sick and I want to take care of her"

I would have been happy if he didn't say that out of guilt.

"I can take care of my mommy! I'm a big boy!"

Sean exclaims puffing out his chest.

I roll my eyes.

Yeah right.

"I know you're a big boy but I still want to take care your mom"

Cameron replies, an amused look on his face

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. Was my son making him smile?. Wow, that's a first.

"And I'll play video games with you too"

he adds after a while making Sean's eyes lit up with excitement.

Oh no.. There's no going back now.

"Really?! Video games? I play video games with Christian every dayyyy... But we don't have some at home"

he pouts sadly.

I wish Sean. 

I wish I could give you all that and more.

My heart breaks.

"Don't worry little man. We'll play as much as you want and I'll even give it to you to take home. But you'll have to promise to learn hard"

"Yes! I'll learn.. Yes.. Can we go with uncle? Please mom!"

He tugs at the hospital gown I was in, giving me the puppy eye look. I hate when he does that. I can't say no. I turn to glare at Cameron who only smirks in return.

F*cking bastard.

He did it on purpose so he could trap me into saying yes.

"Mom please! Please!"

I sigh.

"Fine Sean.. Fine"

I give in reluctantly, flipping Cameron the bird discreetly so Sean doesn't notice.

Raising a perfect eyebrow at me, he gives me the middle finger right back.

I gasp.

How dare he? So disrespectful.

I've never come across a man who flips a lady the bird like that. 

I narrowly my eyes at him, mentally insulting him in a thousand languages. Casting me a smug look, he speaks up.

"I'll go get you both some food. What do you want little man?"

He directs the question at Sean.

He didn't even ask me. So rude.

"Burger and fries! And.. Milkshake too!"

He exclaims.

"...please"

he adds after a while. Good, I nod in satisfaction.

I taught my son well.

Cameron casts me another smug look before walking out.

He didn't even ask me if I wanted some food too.

F*ck I want to strangle this man so bad.

***

It was almost five pm when the car pulled up in front of the five storey building, Cameron's penthouse being on the fourth floor.

The last time I had been here, it had been under different conditions and I had no time to look at the surroundings.

The building was situated in a very remote and quiet area.

A place that seemed like it was meant for the rich only.

The automatic gate opens as we step out.

"F*ck!"

I hiss. My ribs. Cameron was by my side in a second, leaving his friend to park the car in the parking lot along with Sean as he bent to carry me bridal style. I gasp, wringing my good arm around his neck.

"You could have warned me!"

"Scared you'll fall?"

He says smugly, his breath fanning my face.

"Knowing you Mr chocolate eyes, you'll easily drop me like a sack of potatoes. You're wicked like that"

I snort, ignoring the tingles making their way up my body completely aware of Cameron's strong arms around me, his Cologne invading my nostrils.

Damnit! Rolling his eyes, he proceeds into the reception and towards the elevator, Sean and Julian entering beside us.

Once the elevator comes to a stop, we step out, arriving in front of a door.

I watch as Julian punches the passwords and the door opens.

We step inside. I marvel at the room.. I hadn't taken time to look at it the last time I was here.. The walls were painted in white.

It looked like it had been painted just yesterday.

It was so clean, void of any spots.

Either that, or Cameron didn't stay here often.

I glance at the grey coloured sofas arranged in a circle in the middle of the room with white throw pillows scattered beautifully on them.

The white and gold chandeliers hanging from the ceiling was a definition of how well-to-do Cameron was. I didn't even get to look at the kitchen when I was interrupted.

"Alright little man, my friend will.show you to your room and then you take a shower then we can play the video games okay?"

Cameron tells him.

"I'll have to bath him"

I mutter

"No mom! I'm a big boy! Don't wash my bum for me!"

He exclaims in horror. Both men chuckle as I roll my eyes.

Julian leads him to the farthest end where they big disappear to.

"Bum? Really?"

Cameron mocks as he begins to walk with me still in his arms.

"Shut up!"

He doesn't say a word until he pushes a door open with his shoulders, stepping into the room.

He sets me on my feet, dizziness washing over me almost immediately. "Sh*t! I knew I shouldn't have agreed to your discharge"

Cameron cusses as he grabs my waist to steady me. 

I blink, letting him hold me.

"The nurse will be here soon and..." The rests of his words are cut off when I sway again. F*ck, I think I'm going to pass out.

"I don't feel so good"

I mumble

"Of course you don't feel good. You're injured for f*cks sake! Why do you have to be so stubborn!"

He snaps at me.

"Don't scold me..please"

I rest my head on his chest, my feet barely touching the floor as he continues to hold me.

"Come... You need to rest and do not argue with me"

I nod slowly as he carries me, setting me on the bed. I sigh in contentment. This bed is so f*cking comfortable.

"Thank you Mr chocolate eyes"

I mutter. Silence.

"I like your bed"

I say again.

Still silence?. Is he going back to being cold again? Why isn't he answering me? I open my eyes.

They land on Cameron who's head is bowed, his eyes fixated on my bare stomach which was exposed after my shirt had shifted.. I open my mouth to insult him for being such a pervert when I see it.

The look in his eyes.. They're dark and dangerous.

Angry.

Something registers in my Brain.

F*ck!. F*ck! He saw it.

He has seen it. I don't need to look down to know he's staring at the big scar covering half of my belly. Damn it!.

This is what I was avoiding.. He was going to start questioning me and I wasn't ready to relieve the past.

Quickly, I pull down my shirt with my good hand to cover my belly when his hands shoots out, stopping me.

"How did you get this scar?"

"Ca..Cameron"

"Answer me!"

He growls making me flinch.

"It's.. It's nothing"

I look away.

This is what I was avoiding.. I shouldn't have come here.

Damn it.

"Don't tell me this is nothing because it's definitely something. Tell me Skylar. Who did this to you?"

My lips curk in an unnatural smirk.

"So you know my name afterall"

"Skylar"

he warns, his eyes darkening with rage.

"Why? Do you care that much about me?" I smirk more, trying to change the subject.

"Do not f*ck with me Skylar!"

He seethes.

"Why do you want to know? Up until yesterday you wanted so bad to get rid of me and now you want to know how I got my scars?"

I know.

I know I should be happy that at least someone cares enough to ask me this.

No one has ever cared enough to ask.

But I just can't tell him.

I had sworn to keep my personal life out of this mission. And he's making it hard for me.

"Just...drop it Cameron" "No i won't. I want to know"

"It's just a tiny scar nothing else. You're just exaggerating"

Cameron let's out an animalistic growls as he yanks my shirt back up before I could stop him.

The scars stretching from my navel area to undernearh my breasts on full display.

I wince.

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. Great. Now he's seen it all. "You call this a tiny scar? You think I'm exaggerating? Huh? This is a f*cking scar caused from hot iron.

Who the f*ck burnt you with an iron like this?". I blink, tears prickling my eyes at the memory. "I...I can't tell you.. I..it's nothing"

I mutter slowly.

Cameron was by my side instantly, his hands cupping my face gently, urging me to look in his eyes.. And I do.

They were filled with rage and concern.

"Who did this you Skylar? Who burnt you like this?" 

I look away again. He can't know.. I can't drag him into my mess. I'm in too deep.

"F*cking answer me damnit! God help me because I'm going to f*cking lose it. Who the f*ck did this!"