(A/N: I wanted to thanks everyone for their response to this story! It means so much to me, that you guys actually like it. I know I told a couple of people that this chapter would be up on Saturday but I got crazy busy, so it took me a couple extra days!)
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Chapter 2: Life
I have been at work for three hours now, and I haven't been able to sit down once. Of course that meant great tips, which of course, means food for the house.
Even though I was extremely busy I made sure to stop by the counter every few minutes to check on Haley. Although it really wasn't necessary; because she was always with one of my regulars, who had become use to Haley always being there; since I couldn't afford a babysitter.
I had just finished checking out my last table, when I heard my best friend calling Haley. I looked up just in time to see Haley jump into Jo's arms.
"Hey, is it time for your break yet?" Jo asked me, hugging Haley to her.
"Yeah, I was just about to place our order. What do you want?" I told her.
"The usual!" she told me before she and Haley went to the booth we always sit in.
"Hey Mike, I need a kids mac-n-cheese, a cheeseburger w/ fries, and a BLT on Rye; Tomato on the side." I call to the cook.
"Coming right up, Camille!" he called back to me.
I fixed our drinks before heading over to the booth.
Jo had already put Haley in her booster seat and was sitting across from her, coloring in Haley's coloring book.
"You know I could bring you one, if you wanted!" I tell her laughing.
"Ha Ha! She asked me to help her color. You know I can't say no to her." She said, smiling at Haley, who was still busy coloring.
"Yeah I know! Anyway how was your shift last night?" I asked her, taking a sip of my sprite.
"It was good. I got to work with that doctor I was telling you about." she said smiling.
"Oh you mean Dr. Mitchell!" I say, winking at her.
"Yes I mean Dr. Mitchell, and stop winking at me like that, I already told you I don't like him like that." she told me.
"Sure you don't!" I told her, not buying her bullshit for a minute.
"Fine! Okay, I did have a little bit of a crush on him; but that was before I met his brother. And let me tell you, if Dr. Mitchell is gorgeous, then his brother is a God!" she said, smiling dreamily at something behind me.
"Well did you at least get his brother's number?" I ask her, already knowing the answer.
"Sadly, NO! I thought about asking Logan for it, but that just seem like it would be really weird." she told me.
"You never know Jo , he might like you back. I think you should go ahead and ask Dr. Hottie for his number." I tell her, as Mike called me to let me know my order was up.
I went to grab out food and quickly came back to the table.
"Here we go! Come on sweetie time to eat." I tell Haley, before closing her coloring book and putting her mac-n-cheese in front of her.
"Otay Mommy!" she said as I hand her a spoon.
I watched as she started to eat. I couldn't believe she was already feeding herself. It felt like just yesterday when I was changing her pampers and doing everything for her. I watched her for a few more before turning to my own food.
"So how's it being going today?" Jo asked me in between bits of her sandwich.
"Well, the lunch rush was crazy as always but it started to quiet down about thirty minutes ago. And I made about fifty in tips already." I told her before taking a bit of my burger.
"That's great! But I don't she how you do it. If it was me I would get everybody orders wrong and fall on my ass at least five times a day." Jo told me laughing.
I chuckled. "Jo, you do realize that you work at a hospital, that is a lot more hectic than it is here." I reminded her.
"Yeah, and for some reason I can do that job but I suck as a waitress. You remember when I worked at that little cafe during college. I was terrible and the only reason the manager didn't fire me was because he thought I was hot." she said causing both of us to laugh.
"Momma, Fries!" Haley stated, reaching for my plate.
"Haley, what did I tell you about touching other people's plate?" I scolded her.
"It not nice and I not do it." she mumbled, looking down at her plate.
"That right, you need to remember that. But here you can have some of my fries." I told her, while putting a handful of fries on her plate.
"Thanks momma!" she says, before picking up a fry.
I smile at her, before turning back to Jo who had been watching the whole exchange.
"It's been two years and I still can't get over what a great mom you are." Jo tells me.
"Thanks ! Trust me, I'm right there with you. I can't believe it's been two years since I had her, it feels like just yesterday." I told Jo, trying not to think of what also happened the day I had Haley.
"Cam, I know you probably don't want to hear this but I have to say it. You need to let go of Jett, and move on. Haley deserves a dad and you deserve so much more than Jett could ever give you." Jo tells me, causing me to wince every time she said his name.
"I know that Jo! I know that Haley needs a dad in her life. and I know I deserve better than Jett. I promise you, I have let him go. I just... I just don't know too many men who would want to take on all the drama that comes with my life." I told her, trying not to burst into tears.
"Honey, trust me any guy would be lucky to have you and Haley in their life." she said, holding my hand in hers. "But you are never going to find him in less you put yourself out there."
"Alright, I get it! But for now I'm going to keep my focus on trying to provide for my family and keep a roof over our heads." I tell her. "And speaking of , I need to get back to work. Are you still taking Haley for a while?"
"Yeah! I was planning on taking her to the zoo. What do you think Haley? You want to go to the zoo?" she asked.
"Yep, Auntie Jo!" Haley said in her high pitched voice.
I gathered up all of our dishes and put them in the hold area behind the counter. Before going to the back to get Haley's things.
I handed Jo, Haley's bag, before helping Haley put on her coat. It wasn't very cold outside but Haley was just getting over a cold, so I didn't need her getting sick again.
I was about to kiss Haley, when the bell above the door, dinged, signaling a new customer. "Welcome to Sadie's Diner, you can have a seat anywhere you would like, and I'll be with you in a minute," I told them before turning around to finish my goodbye's with Haley and Jo.
"Don't worry, we'll be back right before you get off." Jo told me.
"Trust me, Jo, if there is one person I know I don't have to worry about Haley being with it's you! I'll see you two in a couple of hours." I said before kissing Haley, and watching them leave.
More than anything, I wished I was the one who was taking Haley to the zoo. But I could barely keep us feed, let alone take her to the zoo.
I quickly grabbed some menus and walked towards my table. One day...
I was exhausted when I finally got home this morning. I dropped my bag by the door and walked upstairs to take a quick shower. I crashed as soon as my head hit the pillow.
Waking up a couple hours later to my brother banging on my door, was not my idea of fun. It took all my restraint to stop from strangling him.
"What do you want Kendall?" I shouted as I swung the door open.
"Good to see you too, lil bro!' he said, pushing pass me and heading straight for my fridge; to grab a beer, no doubt.
"Kendall, I am not in the mood for this. I've been working night shift every night this week . Now what the hell do you want?" I asked, barely able to keep my eyes open as I laid down on my couch.
"Well I thought you wanted to figure out how you were going to get a fake wife and kid by next week." he said, sitting down in my lazy boy chair.
"Oh yeah! I actually forgot about that. I don't know, maybe we can put an ad in the paper or something?" I told him, yawning as I sat up.
"Yeah I suggested that, plus we can post something about it online and see what comes of it." he answered. "But do you have a specific look or is anything good."
"Kendall you know my type better than anyone!" I reminded him.
"So basically she has to be a brunette, with brown eyes, about 5'7", and be hot." He said smirking at me.
"Hey I can't help the fact that I have a type! Plus she has to be really good with kids or it won't work." I told him.
"Okay what about the kid? I really don't know too many people who are just going to lend you their kids for a year." he told me.
"Shit! I didn't even think about that. Should I say that she has to have a kid?" I asked.
"That's the only way I see it working. But you have to make sure the kid is the right age." he replied, taking a swig of his beer.
"Well I don't care if it's a boy or girl, but they have to have brown hair, brown eyes, and be about 2 or 3 years old." I told him, after thinking about what he had just said.
"Okay go get your laptop and we'll start posting it on myspace and facebook and stuff." he tell me already pulling his laptop out of his bag,
I went into my office and grabbed mines off the top of my desk and head back downstairs. When I got to the living room Kendall was already on facebook typing away. I logged onto my computer and looked up the website fore the local newspaper and clicked that I wanted to submit an ad. After typing it up, I let Kendall proofread it and after a couple of correction, I submit it and pay with my credit card. Then I head over to myspace and send out notices to all my followers asking them to forward the messages to their followers and so on. It was another hour before we both shut our laptops and sat in silence for a minute.
"It might be a couple of day before someone answers back Then we can hold some interviews, and you can choose someone." Kendall says.
"Why do I have a really bad feeling about this?" Not being able to shake the feeling that in a few day, I was going to regret my decision.
"Well maybe because of the fact that this is a horrible idea. But are you really ready to tell mom and dad that you lied. I mean come on this is our parents we are talking about here. They're like sharks and we are the helpless suckers, who got stuck in the middle of the ocean." Kendall causing me to laugh.
"That has to be one of the lamest descriptions of our parents you have ever come up with."
"Ah! Don't be trying to be picky. And stop avoiding the topic. Do you want to call this off and tell mom and dad the truth?" he asked, glaring at me.
"No of course not. But when I told them I got married and was having a kid, I figured they wouldn't want to have a thing to do with me. I mean it's been three years since we had a simple conversation, so why are they trying to get into my life now?" I ask him.
"Logan, I know that you had it a lot worse than I did growing up, mostly because you actually cared what the 'rents thought of you. So yeah I get why when we went to college you shut them out; but that was always your choice. Just like it was your choice to cut off all communications with them for the past three years." Kendall said, in a serious voice that was odd for him. He was always the one joking around and making people laugh. "But mom has been trying to connect with both of us lately and I get why you won't let her in; but you can't really put all the blame on them."
I was in shock, I was use to Kendall being serious when he was in court but never towards me. Hearing him say that to me was really hard; but I couldn't deny anything he had just said. It was my choice to not be in contact with my parents and it was my choice to rebuff my mom, and not give us a chance to connect like her and Kendall have. I'm not proud of this, but part of me resented my brother for having the relationship that I had always wanted with my mom. I would never tell my brother that because he has been my rock throughout my whole life and I loved him for it.
"I know that over the last seven years the lack of communication has been my fault; but they had 18 years to get to know us, and they could care less. So why do they care now?" I asked him, almost already knowing what his answer would be.
"Honestly, I don't know! Mom just said that she missed us and so they were coming to visit." he told me, just like I knew he would.
"Wait! She missed us? Did mom say that she missed us or that they both missed us?" I asked him, not really knowing if I wanted to hear his answer.
"She said that she missed us; but don't go jumping to conclusions Logie. That doesn't mean that dad didn't want to come too." Kendall tell me, reading my mind.
"Come on Kendall, this is dad we are talking about. When has he ever shown any kind of interest in us other than telling us that we weren't good enough; that we would amount to nothing. I get mom trying, because even though she wasn't always there she did at least show an interest in us. Dad however didn't give a damn about us. And if you think any differently, then you're fucking delusional Kendall." My voice had risen to a yell by the end of my little tirade and I was pacing the room, roughly shoving my hand through my already messy hair.
I couldn't believe I had just went off on my brother that way. And by the look of shock on his face, he couldn't either. I mean sure, we had the sibling fights just like anybody else; but we never really yelled at each other. Especially me, I was calm, level-headed, dependable Logan. So how the hell had I become this emotional mess in less than one day.
Kendall silently got up and walked over to me and pulled me into a hug. "I get it lil bro, remember I was there with you every step of the way, just like I will be to the day we turn gray and die. Everything you just said was true but I still can't help to be hopefully that in the last few year dad has changed. And I might be a fucking delusional idiot for hoping that, but I don't care."
I pulled out of the hug and just stared at my brother. Most anyone who has ever met us would right off the back assume that I was the older brother, because of how serious and mature I was. But in this moment I knew that I could never handle being the big brother. That while Kendall made it seem effortless, that a lot more than I could imagine went into it. I had a new found respect for my brother. But I still wasn't ready to have this conversation. Over the years we've tried to talk about our dad; but that was always the subject that made me shut down.
Growing up I was the normal little boy, who admired everything his dad did and wanted to be just like him. So the first time he ever told me I wasn't good enough, pretty much shattered my world into a million little pieces. And I vowed that day that no matter what it took, I would prove him wrong. I would prove that not only was I good enough but I was better than he ever was.
"As much as I'm loving this conversation bro, I'm actually really tired and I would love to get a couple more hours of sleep before I have to head in for the night shift again." I tell Kendall, trying to get us off this subject before I broke down.
"Alright lil bro, I should head out anyway. But hey did you ask Nurse Jo if she was seeing anybody?" he ask, the normal Kendall showing.
"No I didn't and I'm not going to. If you want to find out then, I suggest you, come by the E.R. tonight and ask her yourself." I tell him shoving him towards the door.
"Whats the point of having a brother, if he won't be your wing man?" he asked, while he opened the door.
"Sorry, never said I would be your wing man. And you should be use to it by now. I didn't do it in high school, or college. So I'm sure as hell not going to do it now." I told him, before slamming the door shut.
I could hear him cussing all the way to his car. When I head him peel out of my driveway, I cut off all of the lights downstairs and headed up to bed. But unlike before, it wasn't a peaceful sleep. It was full of all my painful memories, most of which involved my dad.
I knew sooner or later I would have to deal with all the emotions and feelings and resentment that I had towards my parents. I just hoped it would be later rather than sooner.
I knew my brother, hell I knew him better than I knew myself. And I could see past that facade he was trying to put up. Yet I left because I knew that was what he needed.
Growing up, I was luckier than Logan. While he admired our dad more than anyone else. I didn't really care about those things. I admired famous people; because they always seem to be way cooler than my dad ever had.
My dad was far from the perfect father. He was hardly ever home, and he never really paid attention to us, unless it was for him trying to pressure us into mini-clones of himself. I never bought into it and I wish Logan hadn't either.
For me, most of my life has been spent making sure I took care of my brother. Even though I was only ten minutes older then him, I was always protective. Not that he always needed my help, Logan is actually a lot tougher than he looks. But there was always one thing I couldn't protect him from. MY DAD!
Sure I was there to put the pieces back together every time they were shattered but it seem like a piece would go missing every time. Forcing Logan to grow up and be more serious than any kid should ever be. So it became my duty to make sure he laughed, joked around, and had fun. I had already let my dad take away part of my brother; but I was determine to not lose all of him.
While I was relaxed and laid back about pretty much everything; Logan was always stressed and freaky when he so much as thought he would fail at anything. I always had my suspensions that the reason Logan pushed himself so hard was so he could prove our dad wrong, but he would never admit it.
I broke out of my thoughts to see myself in front of one of my favorite food joints in Dallas. It's called Sadie's Diner, I got out and headed in side. I smiled as I saw my favorite waitress behind the counter. She looked up at the sound of the bell and a smile lit up her face when she saw me.
"Hey Camille!" I said, sitting down on one of the stools.
"Kendall! I was wondering when you were going to stop by." she said, not bothering to give me a menu. "You usual?"
"Of course! Camille I've been coming in here for over a year now, you shouldn't have to ask me that question." I told her continuing on with our usual banter.
"Well you know how forgetful I can be at times." she smiled at me before going to place my order.
I really didn't know much about Camille, except that she was 23 years old, had a daughter, Haley, who is the cutest little thing you will ever meet. And that she had to drop out of school to take care of Haley when her ex took off.
I swear if I ever meet the guy who did that to them, I will personally kick his ass. Camille deserves so much better than that. She came across as a genuine sweet, honest, loving person.
I had actually been pushing Logan to come here, so that they could meet. They would be perfect for each other. She fits the description of his dream girl to a -T! I know that if they were to just meet they would hit it off; but every time I convince Logan to come with me, Camille is off. I have to remember to ask her about her schedule.
We had our usual conversation as I ate my dinner and she did her work. I had just finished, and was about to go settle my check. When I heard Haley's pet name for me. I turn just in time to catch her as she jumped at me. I hugged her; before sitting her down on the stool I had just vacated.
I turned as the bell 'dinged' again, and I heard a woman's voice call out to Haley. The minute I saw who was standing in the doorway my heart started banging around my chest.
I wouldn't have to wait until tonight, I was getting my chance right now. I could feel the nerves building up in my stomach as the blond Goddess walked towards me.
I opened my mouth to talk. "Hey..."
BTRocks! BTRocks! BTRocks! BTRocks! BTRocks! BTRocks! BTRocks! BTRocks!
A/N: Wow this is the longest chapter I have ever written out of all my stories! I know much didn't happen in this chapter but it was just suppose to give you a little more back ground and get you use to the characters before anything really started happening. Well drop me a line and tell me what you think!
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