16 & pregnant

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*Bethany's P.O.V*
(Three months later)

"It won't go in." Cameron said referring to his steak. "That's what he said" I giggled. He glared at me and kept trying to cut his steak. Three months have passed and me and Cameron have been great. We have a good relationship, we decided to keep the baby, me and my mom are back on good terms, everything is perfect. It seems to good to be true, but it's just so perfect.

Every once in awhile he would look up and tense up. "Hey?" I said. He looked up at me. "You okay?" He weakly smiled and nodded. I smiled back and proceeded on eating my pasta. He finally cut a piece of the steak and was about to place it in his mouth. He put the fork down and got up. "Excuse me princess, I have to go to the bathroom."

Okay, that was strange. In the middle of placing your food in your mouth you have to pee, but it can't be anything bad right? Girl...he's cheating on you. What? No he's not. And in a restaurant? No, he has to have some dignity. You really think the bad boy was going to be good only for you?

No but-who the fuck are you anyways? I'm your conscience, I show up when you, Bethany, sense something is wrong, and have doubts. So here I am. No, nothing is wrong. He just went to the bathroom. Everyone goes to the bathroom. Well unless you have some bladder problem which he surely doesn't have and- stop rambling Bethany, you sound like an idiot.

The point is he's not cheating, so I'm going to have to ask you to leave. You're funny Bethany, but I disappear once your doubts do, and what I'm seeing, they're clearly here to stay. I pinch myself and sigh. "Hey, I'm back." And with that little devil me disappeared form my shoulder.

I smile and he went back to his meal. He seemed a little anxious but I chose to believe he was fine. I ate my pasta in silence and watched as he kept struggling to cut the steak. I giggled as I watched him. Bitch, he struggling to cut that steak like he struggling to stay faithful. "Will you go away!" Cameron looked up at me as well as the rest of the restaurant. I just smiled and kept eating my pasta. Oh shit, we're screwed.

After what felt like hours of the whole restaurant starting at me we finally left. We both got in the car. It was a silent ride home. He parked outside of my house and I smiled at him and opened the car door. "Why haven't we had sex?" He said out of no where. "Excuse me?" I glared at him.

"We haven't had sex since my party, and that's the longest that I've gone without having sex." He stated. "Okay, how is that my problem?" I sassed. He scoffed. "You're my girlfriend!" He yelled. "Yeah, your pregnant girlfriend!" He rolled his eyes. "I'm pregnant, and sex is what got me pregnant. What makes you think I wanna have anymore of it?!"

"I'm your boyfriend, you should at least please me!" I scoffed. "Please you? Remember last time I pleased you? Look where that got us!" I yelled pointing at my stomach. I was getting stressed. So I staring inhaling and exhaling, stress is bad for the baby. "I don't understand why you have to make everything about you he." He whispered.

"Because I'm the one that looks like they just swallowed a basketball! You can walk around like none of this happened to you! I am the one that has to get looked at and judged. Not you!" I yelled a him. I opened the car door once again and got out of the car. "Bethany." He sighed and got out the car following after me. "I can't believe I'm having a baby that shares your DNA." He stops. I smiled and slam the door. Little bitch.

*Cameron's P.O.V*
(Before he was bitching in the car)

I got up and approached him with my fist balled. He keeps showing up. Making threats, trying to convince me to go back to his little gang. Now he shows up to my date. What can he want from me? "What? What do you want from me, Christopher?" I hissed. "Hey, my name is Chris. Don't ever call me that."

"Why are you here? Seriously you can't leave me alone to have a date with my girlfriend." He laughed. "With your girlfriend?" He shook his head. "This isn't you. The Cameron, I know would be fucking his third bitch. Not going on a date with his girlfriend." I started straight at me. "Why do you care? Why is it such a big deal to you that I'm on a date with my girlfriend."

He sighed. "Because it ain't you." We both stared at each other. I had hate in my eyes. While he darkness in his. "I'll tell you something. You truthfully tell me that you two had sex and you enjoyed it and she at least pleases you, and I promise, I'll leave you alone." I looked down at my feet and said nothing. "I told you boys. This girl is taking his life and making it all about her."

He scoffed. "I'm going to leave for a little while, but I promise you I'm going to come back, and you're going to come back with me. Or something might happen to your pretty princess." He threatened gesturing over to Bethany. I looked over at her, she was sitting there, not even trying to be beautiful. "I will come back, and if you will leave her. Or else will both be wearing black." He smirked and slowly walked away.

I ran my hands trough my hair and face. Fuck! I felt like punching a wall. Why? My life was completely put together and perfect, every little piece is where it was suppose to be, then something has to come in and fuck up all of it, like it was nothing!

And you worked so hard to build it and they knock it down on the matter of seconds. I head over to where Bethany was a tried to act like everything was okay. When really, I felt like I was crumbling up inside. But she didn't need to know that.

We all know what happened after that, Cameron turned into the biggest bitch because Cameron let what Chris said into his head. Smh.

•A/N•

well we can all say cameron's a fucking idiot.
thanks to Reese i was able to put a picture up there.
her insta: itsreesiie