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Cameron POV

The police ran up to the steps with their guns pointed at Anthony.

"No!" I shout, trying to make it in front of Anthony. That is until I feel a strong, rough arm pick me up and the police tackle Anthony, even though he was already down on the floor. They quickly take out their batons and all four of them hit Anthony repeatedly with them. I'm screaming for them to stop and I try my absolute hardest to get out of the police officers grip. "Calm down! Everything is okay now."

"Let me go, stop hitting him! Please!" I sob.

Anthony is trying to cover their batons with his arms which only makes them hit him harder and tell him to stop resisting. Tyler tries to stop them from hitting Anthony, but they quickly put handcuffs on him and took him away, and my babies.

I break free from the officers hold and run back to the steps. Two of the four officers had backed away while the other ones started putting Anthony in handcuffs.

"CAMERON! Get back here now!!!" I hear my father yell. I don't pay him any mind because my focus is completely on getting to Anthony.

"Young man? You're going to have to step away."

I try to shove past them but they block my way. "Young man, step away or we'll have to cuff you."

"Please, I'm begging you please just let me talk to him." I cry. They shake their heads. "From this point on, everything is under control. You don't have to worry anymore."

I wanted to explain to them that I'm not worried and that I never was.

"Please. Please, he's the fath- just please." I beg to the point where I'm almost on my knees. At this point a crowd scattered around the whole scene, and my dad and his son are yelling for me to come back down. Phoenix is nowhere in sight and Tyler is handcuffed, in the back of a cop car.

"No son, go back to your family. We've got it all under control."

I look behind the officer at Anthony's now bruised and bloody face. His lips are busted and his eyes are swollen. They beat him so badly he could barely stand up on his own. They manhandle him to stand up and start dragging him down the steps. I shove myself through them as quickly as I can, and hold onto Anthony. I put my lips on his, not minding the blood that's coming from his injuries. I can't stop sobbing on his lips. Anthony kisses back, but that's the last thing that happens between us when my father comes and yanks me off of him.

"Cameron, what are you thinking?!" He shakes me by the shoulders and I don't even look him in the eye.

"Let me go!," I move myself away from my dad. I watch as the cop car pulls off with Anthony in it and I suddenly feel empty. I try to convince myself that this hadn't happened for real. That this was a dream. But when I hear the cries of Anthony jr. and Taleah, I'm reminded that yes, this really did happen.

"Where is the young lady? I'm assuming these are her kids?" An officer asks my dad. He has my babies in his hands. I take the car seats from him quickly and look at them. They're crying. They know daddy is gone, and that daddy is hurt.

I try to wipe away the tears that's blinding my vision, but they keep coming. My dad puts his hand behind my back and leads me to the car he and his son came in. "Come on Cam, lets go home now honey."

"I don't want to go anywhere with you!" I screamed making the babies cry louder. "Just leave me alone! Leave me alone!"

"Cameron! What the hell has gotten into you?"

I feel my heart start to beat faster and faster every time he says a word to me, but I calm down to calm my babies down. I take a deep breath and close my eyes.

"Legally, whether you like it or not, you need to get in the car with us sweetheart. And give those kids their children back," My father says and sighs when I don't respond. He pulls one of the officers to the side and the officer comes up to me and grabs the carseats. "I need to return these kids."

"Let go of my kids!" I say. This is information that I don't want to explain to anyone, but they're not about to take them from me. The officer and my father look at me as if I've gone crazy, which at this point, they probably do think I have.

My father puts his hand on my shoulder, "Cameron..."

"If these are your children, we're gonna have to see some adoption records. Do you have any with you or..?" The officer looks at me expectantly, leaving me speechless. But I have no other choice, or else they will take my kids from me.

"No, they're biologically mine."

"Oh... I see. Would that make you tr-"

"Yes. Yes, it does."

The officer looks at my father and I'm sure he's confused. But because he knows my medical history, he just nods.

"Well.... Ma'am- I mean sir, you're gonna have to go home with your father. There's not much to worry about after this. You're safe now, we will keep you guys posted court dates and everything. As far as it looks, he'll be held at Metropolitan Detention Center in Brooklyn. But, we can do something else farther away, if you feel unsafe."

My father starts, "Yeah change it, I don't think-"

"No, don't change anything. Keep him as close in Brooklyn as you can. Please."

The officer nods, and then excuses himself from us. My father looks at me and his son came up next to him. "Yes or no. Just one word, and you know what I'm gonna ask." He closes his eyes.

"Yes, they're Anthony and mines."

My father sighs. "Get in the car. Now."

"Wait, hold up, hold up, hold up. Whose kids are these, Cam these best not be yours or else-" TaiShawn starts.

"Or else? Or else what? I don't care what you think, I don't care what you do, I don't care about you, I don't love you, I don't feel anything towards you. Stop talking to me. Stop. I want nothing to do with you. Period."

"Just get in the fucking car, Cameron. Now!"

I look over and Tyler isn't in cuffs anymore and Phoenix is still no where to be found. Tyler walks up to me, ignoring the obvious tension between my father and I, and gives me a hug. I try to hug back, but I feel a lump start to form in my throat.

"He's gonna be in there forever." I sob into Tyler's shirt.

"It's alright buddy. Just have your nigga back with this, alright. And you know you got me, you always got me if you need someone to talk to. I know it's hard especially with the babies now, and by the look on your pops face, it's gonna be hard with them too. But I'm always gon' be right here. What I'll always do for you, we both gotta do it for Ant. I know he's probably facing life right now. And there's nothing we could do about that, but be there for him for as long as we around. Alright?" Tyler whispers. I nod into his now soaked shirt.

"And stay strong for my niece and nephew. You got to. My momma is here, she's gonna take me home. I don't know if you wanna ride back with us?" Tyler asks as he takes the babies from my strained hand.

I look back at my father. "I want to go back with Tyler"

"I don't think so. You're not leaving my sight ever again after this."

"I really don't want to be around you right now dad. I don't, just let me be away from you. Please. I just need some time."

"You know what Cameron, you think you're grown now since you laid down and had sex with your kidnapper, and apparently have two kids now at seventeen years old. I'm disappointed in you, I am. You need time to think, Me and your brother need time to think. So, I'll let you ride with them."

With that, my father got into his car and I followed Tyler to his mothers.

"Hi sweetie, feel free to take a rest in the back. I know you're hurting right now, so I'll let you to it. And what beautiful babies, perfect blend of both parents." Tyler's mother says to me as soon as me and the kids get in. I tell her thank you.

I lean my head against the window and close my eyes. "Did they eat anything yet? Or, drink whatever?" Tyler asks. My eyes widen, "Oh my god, no."

"Calm down sugar, we'll go get some Formula, assuming you can't naturally feed them?"

"No, I don't think I can." I say disappointedly. Tyler's mother pulls over to a Walgreens. She tells Tyler what type of Formula to get then he goes into the Walgreens.

"I got three, some bottles, and some water."

"Alright. Sweetie, this is what you do."
Tyler's mom shows me how to make the bottles. "They're how many pounds?"

"Six each."

"Alright, so they'll need at least fifteen ounces a day. If they cry for more, that's okay. This should be the perfect amount for now. Here you go. Tyler, get back there and help him."

Tyler gets in the back with me and takes Anthony Junior, and I take Taleah. She looks up me and does the quickest smile. I wish I could've captured that moment forever. I put the bottle to her lips and she sucks away, closing her eyes. I look over at Tyler and Aj is doing the same thing, his bottle is just more empty.

"Damn, fatass just like your daddy. And I ain't talking about your black one." He laughs and I smile. Tyler smiles back at me.

The babies soon finish their formula and start to fall asleep. Tyler and I put the babies back in their car seats for safety as their eyes start to flutter and close. I lay my head on the window, and fall asleep to memories of when Anthony and I were together, and care free when we first met. Those months were the best. But everything only went downhill from there.

***

"CamCam, wake up," I feel someone shaking me. I slowly open my eyes and we're in Brooklyn, in front of my apartment building. I scratch at my eyes and sit up more. It seems like it's in the middle of the night, which it just might be. I look around and see Tyler, his mom, and my babies. I start to have a strange off feeling, then it hits me that Anthony is not with us. I take a deep breath, remembering everything that happened hours ago, Anthony's bloody face, and everything. I start feeling jittery and teary eyed but I fight it back to the best of my ability.

"Oh." I finally say. I get my self together with the babies and my belongings. Tyler opens my door for me and takes the a babies from my hand. "Lemme help you up." "Thanks Ty."

I wave goodbye to Tyler's mom.

"Alright sweetie, take as best a rest as you can. Nights are no joke when your a mama or papa. Get as much rest as you can."

I nod and thank her for the advice, then go inside the all too familiar, yet distant lobby.

We make it upstairs and I instantly remember the apartment. All the way
at the end of the hall. "Thank you Tyler. I really appreciate you helping me out."

"Don't sound like that, all professional. You know I got you. Good luck with the parents."

"Thank you."

We embrace in a hug then Tyler goes back downstairs.  I knock on the door and almost immediately my mother opens the door. "My baby!" She sobs out and embraces me in a hug. I couldn't lie, I did miss my mom. But, I can't say the same for my dad. Especially how he handles the situation not too long ago. I hug her back. We separate and she looks down on the floor. She 'tsk's. "Oh Cameron, look what you've done. I'm a grandmother at 33. This is unbelievable. Come inside."

I grab the babies and bring them inside. Everything seems much smaller than it last was. Like I said before, familiar, yet so distant. When I get inside, I see my father sitting on the sofa with his head in his hands, like he's stressed. TaiShawn is sitting on the couch as well.

I stay standing as my mother, father, and TaiShawn are all seated.

"Sit down Cameron." My father says. He looks older than when I last saw him, even though it's not like it's been ten years. I think stress aged him as well, and my mother.

"Can I please just go to sleep I'm exhaust-"

"SIT DOWN!" He shouts at me while standing up. I frown. Why is he so upset? Why is he acting as if the worst thing in the world happened to him? He got his son back. I'm the one who will be apart from the love of my life and the father of my children forever. I need time to myself. I need time to cry to myself.

"Why are you yelling at him?!" My mother says, "Stop! Cam is going through a lot right now. Let him rest."

"Those babies can't stay here. Especially if they're that son of a bitch's,"My father shakes his head. "Definitely not."

"If they can't stay here, then where else will they stay?"

"Adoption, Foster Care. I don't care, they just can't stay here. Your mother just had a baby, we can't take care of three babies while you're at school and we have to work." My father looks away from me quickly and I can see the shock in my mothers face. I notice now that she has a baby in her arms, breastfeeding. "The doctors said this wouldn't fucking happen!"

"Hey! Calm down, stop yelling at him. We're gonna make this work. My grandbabies will NOT be going into foster care nor adoption. Get it together." My mom says fixing her shirt.

"I pay the bills in this place, so I have a right to say what happens in here. And those kids are not staying. He's seventeen years old with two kids!"

"I don't care if you pay the bills. You have some sort of resentment towards these innocent babies because you have an issue with their other father. These kids are Cameron's flesh and blood. And like I said, they're staying. Whether you like it or not. Stop stressing my baby out, he's going through a lot right now and you're being very inconsiderate by making everything about you."

My dad frowns and takes a deep breath. I don't notice the tears rolling down my face until my mom looks at me and her face softens. "Sweetie, go get some rest. Your room is the same way you left it."

"O-kay," my voice cracks and I take the two car seats and quickly walk to my room. I close and lock the door and as soon as I do, I let it out. The last twenty four hours have been the best and worst moments of my life. My heart breaks when I think of Anthony in the back of that cop car, bloody and bruised. He's going to be gone forever. My mind tries to tell me that it won't be forever, but he'll be charged with multiple homicides and other things like drugs that they find out about him. All I know is, I'll always be by his side no matter what. That's what the ring on my finger is for, and that's what I want to do. I have no desire to not be with him forever.

But, our babies will have to grow up knowing daddy is in jail. And that, if possible, we get to see him every once in a while. This is not how it was supposed to go. I wasn't even supposed to have kids right now, but I love them with all my heart. What I don't love is being away from Ant. I hate it so much. The feeling of me not being with him, hugging him, kissing him, bothering him, laying with him, cuddling with him, sleeping with him, loving him- it doesn't feel real. It feels like I'm stuck in a bad dream. A nightmare.

I wipe at my eyes viciously to try and get rid of the flowing tears. I take a few deep breaths and get up off of the floors. I take the next hour and a half to change my babies diapers and feed them, and rock them to sleep. In my eyes, they look just like Anthony which is what I hoped for.

"I love you so much." I whisper to them both each as their eyes flutter closed. When they're both fully asleep, I lay them on my bed for now. I will put them in their car seats since I don't have cribs but I don't want to hassle them too much because they just started to fall asleep.

My mother opens my room door and gives me my old phone, the one that was left at that hotel. She tells me everything is left untouched. I thank her. When she leaves, I open the phone up and a notification pops up from instagram dm's.

"Ty.blizzy: if you see dis call me (718)-678-2936" it was sent fourteen minutes ago. I dial up the number.

"Yo."

"Tyler, it's Cameron."

"Hey Cam. I just wanted to let you
know that they already set a court date for Ant. They told me. I don't know if they reached out to y'all yet but I'm just letting you know in case you want me to pick you up."

"Tyler, I don't know if I want to hear these stupid people say that my boyfriend is going to be serving a life sentence." I say hoarsely.

"I know, I know. But I know Anthony wants you there. He doesn't want you there to see that, but I know he wants to see you."

I sigh, "when is it?"

"Three days."

"O-Kay. I'll go. I'll go." I say as my voice starts to shake. I take the phone away from my ear and take a few deep breaths. I cover my eyes and put the phone back to my ear.

"Hello? Cam, do you want me to come over to your place? Or you want me to pick you up or something?"

"My dad hates my kids Tyler," I sob
" Just because they're Anthony's. I miss him so much, I just wish they didn't take him."

"I know, I know. Lemme come pick you up, aight? Bring the babies too. You shouldn't be in that dull ass stuffy room by yourself. I'm outside right now."

"Okay." I hang up the phone and put on my shoes. I put Anthony jr and Taleah in their car seats and surprisingly they don't wake up.

"Where are you going this early?" My dads son asks me. I guess my parents went to their room. I don't answer him and walk out fast, taking the steps just in case he looks for me in the elevator lobby. When I get outside, I immediately spot Tyler in his car. I put the babies in the backseat and get in the back as well.

"Are you hungry?" Tyler asks me. I shake my head because I don't have much of an appetite. "Alright. We're gonna go to my house. Less tension over there." He looks back quickly. I can see all in his face he cried a few times, but he always tries to stay super put together when something is wrong with Anthony. I admire that about him.

When we get to his house, I see Zaniya there. As soon as she sees me she embraces me in one of the longest hugs I've ever been in in my lifetime. She cries over learning that she has a biological niece and nephew, but I make sure to tell her not to tell anyone else. Enough people know already. Even though Anthony is Zaniyas brother and Tyler is Anthony's best friend for years, they all seem to comfort me more than they comfort each other when they've known Anthony longer than I have.

"I appreciate you guys comforting me. But don't you feel you guys deserve it more? Knowing him longer, it'd be hard for you to think he's not going to be around. He'll be confined."

Zaniya and Tyler share a look. Tyler smiles, "You know Anthony is in love with you right. And like I know a lot of people say that shit, but that nigga loves the hell out of you. And it's like, we know he loves us a lot too. But buddy, you changed him. It's like he got some rare type of love for you. And clearly you head over heels for him, we don't even have to get into that." He and Zaniya laugh making laugh too. "So we know how much y'all both mean to each other which is why we're comforting you more. I could only imagine how much comforting my mans need right now. Which is why I said, he needs you at that court date. Whatever comes out that judges mouth, that's what it's gonna be. But he needs you by his side."

I nod, understanding where he is coming from.

"Plus, if you that niggas heartbeat, I could only imagine how much these babies mean to him. My mans barely got to spend three hours with his kids before 12 come and fuck shit up. He loves his little family, but now he gotta be apart from them. So we gotta