All I've ever wanted

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Camila POV:

"Mami...estoy embarazada.." gasps are heard at the table and a drink being slammed down.
Mom I'm pregnant

Sebastian's arm around my body pulls me closer to his side for comfort. My heart is beating erratically in my chest, I'm picking my nails underneath the table, I can't help but think I'll be a disappointment. My parents had me at a very young age and struggled in the beginning finding a place to live and feed a newborn while trying to land jobs with enough pay without a college degree. They always wanted me to pursue my dreams and practice safe sex so I don't end up like them. My mom doesn't know about the miscarriage three years ago. And according to her face right now, she's not taking the news that well.

Her face is stoic and shows no emotion until Julio, my mothers boyfriend, bumps her shoulder with his because she hasn't said anything and it's been five minutes. His face is passive and he nods his head in understanding at me. He's not a bad guy, he treats my mom right from what she's told me, she met him at the grocery store. Out of all fucking places, they met at a grocery store and it's been falling head over heels ever since. I just don't really know him.

I take a quick glimpse at Sebastian and see he's staring down at me. "You okay?" He whispers in my ear.

I shake my head no and swallow the emotions that are trying to come out. My nose stings and my vision blurs, I lift my head up and count to twenty hoping the tears don't fall. I don't want to disappoint her. She's the only parent I have left after the divorce.

Sebastian kisses my temple once, twice, and rubs my arm trying to soothe the pain. One of the things I love most about Sebastian is that he's an empath just like me. He knows all my feelings, understands them, doesn't judge, and simply just lets me feel. He can read me like an open book.

I hear a throat being cleared. I look back down and my moms face holds an emotion I wasn't prepared for.

Her eyes are watery eyed and she cracks out a sob. "Y-you're pregn-n-nat?" She wipes her tears with her napkin that was on her lap.

I nod my head and the tears I was holding in break out suddenly feeling a wave of emotions leave my body.

People in the restaurant are going to think we're a crazy family crying here in the corner.

"Oh baby, Lo siento." She drops her hand to the table reaching for mind to hold and I put mine in her palm. "I'm just in shock, my baby is having a baby. How far long are you? How are you feeling?" I'm sorry

I sniffle. "I'm going to be eleven weeks and I'm-" I pause and sigh "Are you disappointed in me?" My voice sounds faint and soft. I can't help but ask her. It would be dreadful if she is. My whole world would crash and tear itself apart.

"What?" She stands up and walks around the table over to the empty seat on my side and sits down engulfing me in her arms. "I could never be disappointed in you mi tesoro" she whispers in my ear and rubs my back. I sob into her chest letting everything out feeling a relief off my shoulders. "You're having a baby, I can't believe it. I'm going to be an Abuela! Oh my gosh oh my gosh oh my gosh!" she rocks us back in forth happily as our emotions settle down. We pull apart and I wipe my eyes with my napkin hoping my makeup is still intact since I didn't wear waterproof mascara.
My treasure / grandma

I giggle and sigh at my mom, she doesn't stop rambling now about how happy she is for the both of us and if the baby is okay since the I incident and asking Sebastian questions about our future. Julio said congratulations and that he wishes nothing but the best for us which I can tell he sincerely means it. At least it's nicer than what my father would have said.