Chapter Twenty-Three

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Justin's POV

I lay awake holding my girl in my arms. She was so beautiful when she sleeps. I couldn't help the guilt that still lingered in my chest. I pressured her into something she didn't want yet all for my selfish needs. I felt like such a dick. All while she was pregnant, I caused nothing but pain and suffering. Resulting into her losing one of our babies.

I should probably explain the last few woman who I've pulled this stunt on as well.

Arabella Cameron. 18 years old, blonde hair green eyes.  The perfect baby girl. Very obedient and well behaved. Never had a timeout during the relationship. She was every daddies dream baby girl. Until I got obsessive. I quit going to work just to be around her. I did nothing but fuck her brains out almost all day everyday. Until she fell pregnant. She didn't tell me until after going to her moms for a weekend and getting an abortion. Once she broke the news, I kicked her out on the street in a heartbeat.

Erica Wilson. 20 year old brunette with sparkling green brown eyes. She was the worst out of all the baby girls I have ever owned. The brattiest of the bunch. She screamed and cried everyday to get me to stay home from work to spend more time with her while she claimed to know what will change my mind. So several months passed by and she fell pregnant as well. Yet she was excited. One day we were on our way to an ultrasound when we got in a car accident and she lost the baby. She left without saying a word.

The last was Janice Murphy. 16 years old black hair blue eyes. She was an abandoned teen who I took in for a few weeks. We decided to start a relationship with me and we eventually got physical and had sex. First time and she ended up pregnant. I was so happy when I found that little pregnancy test in our bathroom, but when I went to confront her about it, she was already gone. All of her stuff was gone and she changed her phone number. I never heard from her again.

That's why I have always been wanting another baby. Because I never got to see the last three. Two of them were dead and I don't even know about the third one. I never met my children so I was hoping for anther. That's why I pushed so hard. I never should have pushed.

My girl shifted in her sleep. Mumbling something I couldn't understand. Her hands moving down to her bump and rubbing soothing circles across her smooth skin.

I let out a sigh before deciding it was best to her some sleep.
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"Happy Birthday to you. Happy birthday to you. Happy birthday dear mom/Patty. Happy birthday to you." We all sang as mom sat in front of her birthday cake.

Family and friends were gathered at the house in celebration of my mothers forty-fourth birthday. Cheers and claps went around as she made her wish and blew out the candles. We decided to just stick with the numbered candles instead of individual because we wanted to be careful and not set the house in fire.

"I just want to say something." Said mom standing up in her seat and looking around the room getting everyone's attention. "I just wanted to say how thankful I am for all of you that are here. My amazing family. My friends. And my parents. You guys have brought the light back into my life that I thought left me a long time ago." She smiled. "And to my future daughter in law. I am so thankful that you brought out the happiness in my son." Her eyes were beginning to water. I looked over at my girl and saw her eyes watering as well. "And thank you for giving me a grandchild before I reached fifty." Laughed mom. "To Justin and Alice." Mom raised her wine glass and we copied. Alice obviously drinking water.

"Alright." I clapped my hands. "Lets get this cake cut so we can dig in and stuff our faces."
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Hours passed and now we were all in the backyard sitting around a fire pit just sitting back and relaxing.

"How are you feeling, Alice?" Asked mom.

Alice was sitting back beside me and rubbing her belly. "I'm feeling better." She said lightly. She hasn't been very talkative since the hospital.

"Good. I'm glad. Is the baby doing good? She move at all today?"

"A little. She had hiccups earlier." She chuckled.

"I used to love that feeling. Justin would always get the hiccups." Laughed mom.

Mom and Alice talked more about the baby as I sat beside my girl and listened to her talk about our baby girl.

I love my girls. And I would do anything for them.
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A/N:

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