16 & pregnant

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*Bethany's P.O.V*

There is so many of things I'm proud of, but giving birth to this little baby girl right here is definitely the one I'm most proud. I look at her features, her eye color, her hands, her skin color. She's like a mix of Cameron and his mother. They really have strong genetics.

"You know something baby girl, you look a lot like your dad. You know who he is right? You probably heard us arguing while you were in the womb. You probably also remember when I was sad and depressed, and due to that you lost your brother. And, I just want you to know how sorry I am. For firsts taking away your little brother, second for giving you the worst time to be born, and finally for giving you the worst father. I can tell you'll be the most amazing person but you just had bad luck with your dad and I'm so sorry for that but don't worry. You've got me. And I just want you to know how much I love you. No one else will ever know the strength of my love for you. After all you're the only one that knows what my heart sounds on the inside."

I kissed her forehead and watch her sleep. "Wow she a damn Cameron look a like." I turn my head and see Holly right next to the bed. "And his mom too." We both smiled at each other and kept looking at Kimberly. "So, what's her name?" Holly asked. I began to feel uncomfortable. I know she's going to hate me for this. She'll get mad knowing the fact that I have her Cameron's last name. But I have my reasons.

I put Kimberly in the little baby bed the hospital provides. She was right next to me, so in case anything happens, I'll be right here. I took a deep breath. "Her name is" I stopped and looked over and Kimberly. Then I took a final deep breath.

"Her name is Kimberly Ariana Brenner." I could tell she almost lost it when the name Brenner came out of my mouth. "Brenner. Bethany really, Brenner. Why, why would you name an innocent baby after a douche bag?"

"Hey, I get it your mad. But you have no right to say that in front of my child." She sucked her teeth and sat on the bed. "Bethany, tell me why would you give her the last name Brenner." I grabbed the notepad that I left behind my pillow.

"In this notepad, I wrote down all the reason why she had to have Cameron's last name. I wrote them in the middle of the night a few hours before I gave birth." I opened up the notepad and looked at all I wrote. And I began to read out loud.

"Considering giving your child Cameron's name, really Bethany? What, is it because you still care for him, is it because you still love the son of bitch, is it because you don't want your daughter to forget that she once had a father who cared for her and her mother, is it because you want Cameron's mother to have some kind of happy in her life like a grandchild with her name since her own son left, is it because you don't want your child to hate her father like you once did. Is it all of those reasons? Yeah it is, isn't Bethany? Maybe it's that you want some part of him to hold and love even if it's your daughter, since you're still not fully over him and you want something that will love you and never leave you even at your worst times. So, keep considering that thought Bethany, now that I'm thinking, it doesn't sound that bad."

I looked up at Holly and see her smiling at me with her head tilted. She brushed her curly brown hair with her fingers and sat on the bed. "So what do you think?" I asked. "What? The fact that you used yourself in third person? That part was cute." We both laughed.

I looked up at her and she grabbed my hand. "I get it, it's okay. I understand." We both smiled at each other. She got up and grabbed Kimberly. "She sure does look a lot like Cameron." She chuckled and poked her little nose. "Yeah, that's the problem." I whispered.

*Cameron's P.O.V*

"Cameron, what's up." Jerry approached me. I didn't even look up. I kept focusing on my cup of coffee. "Cameron." I took the spoon and mixed the coffee. Maybe he'll leave.

"Cameron, it's about Bethany. And your kid." When he said that my head shot up. "What? Is she okay, is Bethany okay?" I got up and approached him. He chuckled. "They're fine. I just wanted to tell you Bethany gave birth."

My eyes widen. "She gave birth? What's her name?" I asked. "I don't know. All I know is she gave birth to a healthy little girl." I took a deep breath and smiled. "Thank you, you have no idea how much you just made my day." He molded his head and left. I sat down and began to think. When my dad was about to leave he told me that,

"Anyone can be a father, but it takes someone special to be a dad. I'm not fit to be a dad, but promise me you'll try to be one. Because, trust me when I tell you this buddy, a man will never be complete until he sees the child he's made". That has stuck with me especially now. 

I can't wait till I see her. My own creation. I wonder what she looks like. If she has my eyes or Bethany's eyes. I hope one day I'll find out. But until then I can just imagine her. Pretty curly hair, green eyes, hopefully my mothers skin tone, beautiful chubby cheeks, and smile like mommy's. One day I'll see her, and I know when I see her because when I do, I'll feel complete.

•A/N•

The baby is basically Cameron and his mother mixed together.