Tristan and Miles: Baby Hollingsworth (BOYXBOY)

Chapter 9 Your decision

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Tristan's POV

I was 6 months and 1 week today. She was active and happy. Every time I drank something or had a bite to eat, she'd kick like no tomorrow. My little soccer player, this one.
School was exhausting. I thought Saturday would never come. I had planned to just stay in today and relax. Miles was coming over. I had to convince him to go back home before his parents called the cops on me. He said him and his mom had a talk about the baby and how she could help. I was just so glad that his mom had accepted it. And then there was Frankie, too. She totally accepted it since the very beginning. Anyways, he was stoping by soon and Zoë would stop by tonight. She had something to do for her college application. She was excited. I was excited for her too. But I was even more excited for Christmas. Mom had decorated the house with everything Christmasy. Today she was putting up the tree.

"Need some help?" I offered, picking up a bell to hang. She took it away from me.

"No no. Soon enough, you'll be giving birth and you'll need your energy for when the baby arrives. Why don't you eat some fresh gingerbread cookies I whipped up," she pointed to the kitchen. That did sound like a better idea. I nodded and entered seeing my dad sitting at the kitchen table. We hadn't really talked much since my mom told him that he was going to be a grandpa. I sat beside him and took a cookie.

"Tristan...." he started. "How are you feeling?" He asked.

"Just fine. I'm just so hungry all the time," I replied still stuffing more cookies in my mouth.

"So what's Miles gonna do about work? I mean, you're mother and I will do our very best to support you but what's he gonna do?" the way he asked made me want to punch his face. I don't know, maybe it's the hormones.

"I don't know? But he will work, daddy. Chill," I said annoyed. He nodded as he put his hands together.

"Yeah well he has to work soon because having a child isn't cheap. There's lots to buy. Clothes, diapers, formula, and all of that," I nodded. Wow that's so much. Never realized how expensive children were but then I also realized that I have an iPhone so. We heard a knock from the door. My dad got up to get it and I followed behind him.

"Miles," he said. "We were just talking about you,"

Miles quickly glanced at me then smiled. "Is it a bad time, Mr. Milligan?" My dad shook his head as he gestured for Miles to come in.

"I'll be in my study,"

Miles handed me a brown bag. I opened it only to find my favorite soup and my favorite flavored bottled water. I smiled and kissed him. I had to have a talk with him about finding a job. Because there was no way in hell I'm making my parents buy all of that.

"We need to talk, Miles," I said as I hooked my hand on his. He nodded.

"Yes Tris, we really do. How about we go up to your room," he suggested. Ugh but I hated the stairs right now. They were my enemy.

"Can we just stay down stairs? It's just my mom in the living room," I asked. We both turned to the living to see my mom smiling.

"Hi sweetie!" She greeted Miles.

"Hi Mrs. Milligan," he said sweetly. My mom came to us and kissed Miles on the cheek.

"Don't make me feel older than I already am. Call me Wendy," what the fuck? Do not call her Wendy. That's just so weird.

"Let's go up to your room, Tris. I'll carry you if you want," he insisted as he picked me up. We went upstairs and he set me down on my bed. He sat beside me.

"So I think you should get a job..." I started. "Because baby stuff isn't cheap and she's gonna want an iPhone one day and..."I stopped when I noticed Miles narrow his eyes to the ground. He looked sad. What was wrong?

"Tris, I did something and I should've talked to you about it first but I realized that this is the best thing for the baby...and for us..." he said still avoiding my eyes.

"Okay? Well what is this best thing for us exactly?" I asked feeling nervous. "Come on Miles, quit stalling,"

He took a deep breath and sighed heavily. "I joined...the Royal Navy...I leave for basic in 5 months..." I stared at him. Not knowing what to say. Because the anger was building up inside. I wanted to slap his face.

"Okay...well it's your choice so go for it," I said. "Wow this is a lot to take in...can you leave?" He stared at me sadly. He stood up and kissed my cheek. I looked away, angry. He sighed.

"Can we talk about-"

"Now you wanna talk? You got me pregnant and then you make a decision like this? Without even asking me how I felt? Raising the baby is gonna be hard work, Miles. I'm going to need you,"

"Tristan I'm sorry! I just think that this is the best decision I've ever made. Okay? I'm in this foreal! I can get the money we need for baby. We can get our own place, a car..."

"That isn't the point Miles! I thought we were a couple that outweighed our options together. I mean, if you go that'll mean that I'll have to take care of baby all by myself! Is that what you want? To escape the responsibility of having to be here?" Miles slammed my bed room door as we were both getting loud. He sat beside me and took my hands but I jerked him away.

"This isn't your decision to make Tristan. It's mine,"

"You're not being fair! I didn't even have a choice about my pregnancy. I found out when baby was too far gone and I have no way out! You need to be here for me! Because honestly I'm scared..."

"Tris I know you are. Believe me, so am I. But by going to the army, I can be a better dad to her. I can make something of myself. This is what I want, can you just be happy for me?" He asked.

"So you get to do what you want in life? Yeah...whatever, I'll support you," I gave in. It was useless arguing with him. He always seemed to be right. It just wasn't fair.

"So next week I'll be getting sworn in. I didn't want it to be a big thing so yeah. I started heading to work tomorrow," he explained.

"I thought you don't leave for basic till like 5 months," I replied confused.

"Yeah I do but I'm working at the office in the mean time," I stared down at my bedroom floor, feeling sad. I wasn't going to get see him as much. He noticed.

"Hey..." He said as picked my face up. "It's gonna be hard. I won't get to see your beautiful face as much but I'm doing this so we can have a better life. I want to take care of you, Tris. I don't want you to ever go through life without anything," I smiled as tears fell down to my cheek.

"I don't know if I can do it on my own...this is so hard. All these emotions," I was angry with him. To be honest, I'm not even happy about this but I totally understood where he was coming from. He wiped my tears away and kissed me. I brushed my fingers through his hair.

"Tris, I love you and I want you to know that you're the one,"

"I love you too Miles," I did love him. He has been nothing but supportive through out my whole pregnancy and I feel that I should be the same.

Authors note: obviously Tristan is mad but I actually think Miles is doing what's best. Miles going to the army will strengthen their relationship. Miles needs to do this.
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