BMM 2.0 || So I guess the fortune teller's right.

BMM 2.0 || So I guess the fortune teller's right. by nadiaa

I stared at my baby sister across the table and the look of anxiousness was written all over her face as she tightened her grip on her glass enough that her knuckles were turning white.

I grinned at her, "Are you okay Sis?"

She nodded, "Yes, but I cannot believe you talked me into this. I don't date!" She exclaimed.

"Because you don't try. I'm just trying to help you! You deserve a great guy." I told her.

She shook her head, "If he's friends with Braden, how good of a guy could he be?" I narrowed my eyes as she sighed, "Okay, that was harsh. I shouldn't have said that."

"You're forgiven because I'm going to take the high road." I shook my head, "He's a nice guy! I've met him, plus he's insanely gorgeous." I winked.

"That's not all I want in a man…" She trailed off.

I sighed, "Well, you're about to see that he's not all good looks with Dante." I grinned as I saw Braden and him walk in together.

I sat up straighter as I stared at the two gorgeous men that walked in. Dante was handsome, but not as much as Brae.

I bit my lip and gave them a smile as Cam mumbled, "Oh dear god." Under her breath.

"You need to stop saying that." I snapped at her, sounding like our mother, but she needed to get over this fear that was in her. It was for nothing.

"I know him." She whispered back at me, as she followed me as we walked towards the two of them. WHAT?! She knew him? How?

"Camille?" Dante asked, and then quickly embraced her, "Wow, you look amazing."

I blinked at the two of them as she pulled away, "You do too!" She smiled at him. What the hell was this? I was incredibly confused, "It's great seeing you." She added as he held out her chair for her as she sat down.

"You two know each other?" I said, my eyes bouncing between the two of them as he took a seat next to her.

"Your sister broke my heart." He said in a seriously tone before laughing it off and shaking his head, "I'm joking, but yes, we do know each other."

"How?!" I exclaimed, wondering how I didn't know.

"We had a tiny thing a few years ago, no big deal." My sister said with a shrug as she looked at Dante with a certain glow about her that I hadn't seen in years.

I grinned, "And you say I'm not a good match maker." I told them as I leaned into Braden's arms while he set his hand on my knee, slowly inching it up my thigh.

Cam nodded, "Yes, okay, this time you did good. I'll give you that."

I sighed, "Well I guess we don't have to do all that awkward getting to know each other stuff." I grinned. I hadn't told Dante about Cam and Gabe and I hadn't told Cam about Dante, his ex wife or his 10 year old son.

Cam smirked at me, "You mean how you were trying to set me up on a date with a guy who was once married and has a kid?" She crossed her arms over her chest.

"Okay pot, you're black!" I glared, "But I just thought it was a good fit. I mean you both have kids and you have to deal with that. You guys come from one common place."

"Enough talking babe." Braden grinned at me, "Let's just get some drinks. Now that we don't have to go through that getting to know each other sh.it, we just relax."

I rolled my eyes, "Shut up." I told him as we all ordered drinks.

I grinned at the two of them and I knew I had picked the right guy for my sister.

"So how have you been?" My sister asked him as the waiter left our table. She looked happier than I had seen her in a long time and I loved seeing her like this; I wish it just happened more often, "How's Alex?" She asked with a smile.

He nodded and gave her a charming smile, "Good and better."

"You guys can even have play dates! Perfect." I said, clasping my hands together smiling at the two of them. I knew Braden wasn't particularly enjoying this, but he'd get it over.

"We should get a couple round of shots going." Braden grunted out beside me and I rolled my eyes.

The waitress came back with our drinks, "What could I get you sweetie?" She asked Braden and it was obvious that she was flirting with him. I hated it and it made me insanely jealous, but I didn't want to be like that to him.

"Lemon drops. Eight of them." Braden said, giving her a small smile.

"Cam can't hold her liquor well…" Dante said, speaking up, grinning at my sister.

"Even better for you man." Braden winked at Dante.

I lightly smacked Braden, "Brae!" I exclaimed, wondering what had gotten into him tonight.

"It was just a joke babe." He kissed me on my lips and I melted. How did he always have that effect on me?

I sighed, "Can you just be a little more sensitive? For me?"

He shrugged, "Fine, for you." He threw his arm around my shoulder as I relaxed a bit.

A waiter came by and have us a smile, "Who's cherry vodka sour is this? He asked as I held my hand up and gave him a smile as he handed me the drink I had ordered before Brae and Dante got here.

"Thank you." I told him taking a sip.

"Is there anything else I can get you?" He asked the table.

"No." Braden said quickly with a twinge of anger in his voice, "You can leave now, before I call over the manager to complain about you."

The waiter, myself and Cam and Dante both were taken aback. 

"I'm sorry sir." The waiter gave a polite nod and walked away.

"Braden, what was that all about?" I told him.

"I didn't like the way he was staring at my girlfriend. Not to mention I don't appreciate the way you were egging him on." Braden said angrily.

"Egging him on? Brae, I was just being polite." I said wondering where this was coming from, but I didn't want to have this conversation right now when this was supposed to be a nice relaxed double date.

"Your politeness can be misconstrued as something else." He glared at me.

I sighed, "I'm sorry... Can you excuse me? I need to go to the restroom." I said, as I quickly headed to the restroom before years spilled out of my eyes.

I sniffled and mentally told myself not to cry, for my makeups sake if anything.

The door to the restroom opened and my sister walked in, "Mil…" She trailed off.

I sniffled again and shook my head, "I'm fine."

She shook her head, "No you're not." She turned my body to face hers as she grabbed a paper towel, dampening it a bit and wiping gently under my eyes, "He was an a.ss."

I shook my head, "No he was right. Sometimes I'm too nice." 

"If there's something wrong with being nice, then I'm obviously teaching my son all the wrong things." She said sternly.

"Cam, I…" I said, trailing off, staring at her and the stubborn look on her face.

"You can't let a man treat you like that." She told me seriously, setting her purse on the counter as she fished through it for something, "Look up." She said as she pulled her eyeliner out.

I looked up as she started to fix my eyeliner, "He's not usually like that…" I told her, trying to justify his behavior, not understanding why I did though.

She rolled her eyes at me, "Don't lie to a woman who has a weapon in her hand." She told me, making me laugh quietly.

"Are you going to line me to death?" I asked as she pulled it back and capped it.

She pursed her lips and looked at me seriously, "You deserve better." She told me, tossing the pen back into her bag.

"I could say the same to you also." I told her, trying to get the subject off of me.

She raised a brow, "What do you mean?"

"You're a great mom Cam, don't get me wrong. Gave is amazing and adores you, but when is the last time you did something for yourself?" I asked her as she parted her lips to speak, but then quickly closed them, "When's the last time you had a one night stand or made out with a stranger?" I asked her as she lifted a brow at me.

"Made out with a stranger? Really?"

I sighed, "What about all those male models that hit on you?" I asked, crossing my arms over my chest, "Why don't you bring one home when Ben has Gabe and just-"

She held up her hand stopping me, "Okay. I'm going to stop you there because one? Male models don't hit on me and two? Just no."

"Okay, forget about making out with a stranger or having a one night stand... Just dating in general, why not?"

She smirked, "I'm on a date right now."

I rolled my eyes and a grin spread across my face, "Don't be a smartass." I sighed, "I want my sister to be happy."

"And I want my sister to be happy too, Mil... That guy out there? Is not making you happy and I want to kill him for that. I'm definitely not the only one who feels that way." She pushed the hair out of my face.

"Who-"

"Mom, Dad, me, Noah, Chloe, Ben, Ava, Corey, Ames and basically every single person that comes into contact with the two of you…" She interrupted before I could even finish, "He's mean Mila… And you're the last person who deserves it."

"But there are moments when he's insanely sweet-"

"Is that after he messes up big time?" She raised a brow and I shook my head.

"…Not all the time." I breathed out, trying to think of the last time he did something nice for me….

"That should be all the time." Cam crossed her arms over her chest, "I hope you realize that before he does something worse…"

"Cam…" I trailed off.

"You don't have to explain to me, but I'm your sister and anytime you need a shoulder to cry on or just to talk, I'm here." She gave me a small smile.

I nodded, "Thank you." I sniffed one last time before wiping my nose, "You ready to go back?" I asked her as she nodded.

"Yes. Don't cry anymore." She grinned as she looked my once more over, "Your makeup can't take any more hits." She joked making me laugh.

"Shut up." I grinned at her.

"You should speak like that to Braden, not me." She said, hitching her purse over her shoulder as she gave me a stern look.

I rolled my eyes and grinned, "You look like Mom when you give me that look." I replied, shaking my head.

"Come on." She grinned, walking beside me as we left the bathroom, "You're not going to ditch me when the dates over, are you?"

I grinned, "Afraid to be alone with Dante?" I asked with an eyebrow   raised, "Bye the way? The next time we're alone, you're telling me everything about him and how you know each other."

"There's not much to say." She shrugged, "We dated for three months."

I stopped walking as my eyes grew wide, "Three months? And I'm just hearing about this now?!" I exclaimed.

She sighed, "It was after Ben… he was the first guy I dated after we broke up."

"Obviously." I said as we started walking again, "So what happened? Awful in bed?" I said, saying the first thing I came to mind because Dante was a complete catch; gorgeous, successful and responsible. He just had a kid, but from what I heard he was a great father.

"No." She answered simply, not expanding.

I eyed her, "You haven't answered my first question."

She ran her tongue across her lips, "I cheated on him… with Ben." She said quietly.

"What?!" I said loudly as I grabbed my sisters arm and pulled her back before the guys saw us, "Cheated? Cam!"

She sighed, "I know! It's awful Mil. I was awful and I had felt so guilty I couldn't look him in the eye after."

"Did you tell him?" I asked, looking at my sister.

She shook her head, "No, after avoiding him for a week I couldn't bear to tell him. I felt so guilty so I just told him it was over and cut off all contact."

I furrowed my brows, "How though? Dante is amazing!" I said, upset that my sister hadn't ever told me about this.

"I know which is why I felt awful," She said seriously. "I was exhausted with Gabe and Ben was over helping me one night, one thing lead to another and we slept together," She sighed, crossing her arms over her chest. 

I pulled her into a hug, "I'm your sister. I'm not here to judge you. I wish you told me so I could have helped you. You're not a bad person." I gave her a small smile, "You were young and you just had a kid. There are much worse things you could have done."

"Thanks, it didn't help my conscience though. He was a really a good guy and I screwed him over…" She trailed off.

I nodded, "It's okay Cam… Just try and start new."

She gave me a small smile, "Thanks."

I pulled her into a hug, "You're welcome. Do you want to go back?" I asked her, "Or should we make an excuse to leave?" I grinned.

She shook her head, "No, he doesn't deserved to be ditched especially after what I did to him…"

I nodded, "Okay."

She just stared at me and I knew she was trying to study me. I hated it. Mom did it and even in a rare case, Dad did it. They knew exactly what was going through our heads and I didn't know how they did it.

I also didn't want the apparent face of disappointed to come through and upset Cam. I'd be lying if I said I wasn't a tad bit disappointed that she cheated on Dante, but it wasn't about him; it was that she cheated. I know people make mistakes and I was no saint, but I thought cheating was the worst.

"You're disappointed in me, aren't you?" She asked me.

I quickly shook my head, "No!" I gave her a small smile, "What you and Ben have or had? Not many people ever have that and even fewer hold on to it for the rest of their lives. You were each others firsts… first everything…" I trailed off. I was envious of Cam and Ben's relationship in the beginning; they were madly in love with each other and were able to deal with an unplanned pregnancy and not many people can say that.

She nodded her head, "Yeah."

"I love Ben, you know that Cam, but this thing you guys have going on right now? Being parents but not being together? It's working and you can't mess that up." I said seriously, because Gabe and his well being was always in the back of my head. I was afraid that if Ben and Cam tried to be in a relationship again they would break up and hurt Gabe, and now he was old enough to remember.

"I know." She said simply.

"Is everything okay?" A deep voice interrupted, Dante's eyes bouncing between the two of us.

"Yeah, perfect." I told him seriously, smiling at him as I glanced at my sister. Dante was a great guy and I could only hope she could move on and he could help her.

I leaned into my sister and pretended to fix her earring and lowered my voice, "He's a keeper." I said with a smile, pulling away, "Well, we better get back to the table before Braden drinks everything in sight."

"Too late." I heard Dante say as I walked towards the table, making me roll my eyes.

I headed back to the table and saw Braden drinking his drink, with his back to me. I wondered if everybody was right and I was just grasping at straws with him…