Dan and Phil's daughter Italy gets her marks the night before she turns 16. But she's in for a tough journey with her soulmate Cameron. This is the tale of their first year as a couple.
Sequel to Matching My Marks
It's been two months since Cameron has last talked to me. He's blocked my phone number and all of my social media too. Any time I try and use the marks, he either crosses it out, washes it off, or just ignores it. Jillian tells me that if he's not at classes or work, he's locked up in his room playing video games or strumming his guitar. She says he's entirely cut off from his friends. It almost seems like he's taking this as hard as I am, though, I feel like this is his fault. We may never have this chance again. But Cameron won't listen. If he doesn't want to do it with me, then I can do this alone until he decides to man up.
My phone chimed with a new notification, prompting me to look up from my sketch. I grabbed my phone, checking what it was. It was a text from Millie.
Hi honey, how are you doing? Do you need anything? I just thought to ask since I'm in the area.
I smiled weakly at the test. She's come a long way since the first few times we met. She's even offered to bring over Cameron's old crib if I wanted a white one.
Would you like to go shopping with me? I need some maternity clothes since mine won't fit pretty soon. I haven't really shown yet, but I'm bound to pop pretty soon.
She responded with an 'of course' and offered to pick me up in half an hour. I agreed and set my work aside to look for an outfit. After ten minutes of crawling through my closet, I finally decided on a black skirt and a loose, bohemian style blouse that I tucked in. Adding a black flower crown from Dad's new merch, I felt ready for the day. I went into the kitchen and made a quick smoothie, eating a vitamin while it got blended. Halfway through my smoothie, Millie knocked on our door. I let her in and greeted her, heading back to my precious smoothie. This seemed to be the only way I could get fruits and vegetables into my system. Any other way and my body would reject it in the form of morning sickness.
Millie and I talked for a little, her telling me a bit of how it was like for Jillian when she was pregnant with Cameron, though she was careful not to mention his name.
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We managed to get me a few things for when I start showing, mostly a lot of loose tops and dresses, and a few pants with belly bands. Now we were settled at a restaurant, getting an early dinner before she took me home. We gossipped after we ordered, just talking about life and school.
"Do you know what you're going to do in college next year?"
"I think I might do a gap year. With the whole baby thing, I'm either going to take a gap year or start in the spring and just finish a semester late. That might be my best option. Gives me a few months with my baby and then start school."
"Have you thought of any names?" She asked, smiling.
"Well, I was hoping that Cam and I would have been able to do this together," I sigh. "But I have thought of a boy's name. James Michael... He would be James Michael Lester." I decided that this baby would have no connection to Cameron. If he didn't want to be a father, he didn't get the right of the baby having his last name. "But I haven't thought of a girl's name yet, that's a little more difficult."
"That's really lovely, I love the name."
"Actually, he's named after you and Jillian. Even if the father won't be in the baby's life, their grandmothers can be, if they choose. And of course, they would be named after my dads, those are their middle names."
"Well, that worked out quite nicely."
"Yeah, it did." I smile and place my hand on my tiny bump. The food arrived, and my mouth watered at the sight. I have been craving Chinese food for ages, so this is a blessing for me. I'll basically eat anything except orange chicken. The smell of oranges makes me sick. We ordered a lot of food, (not that I'm complaining) so that I have plenty of leftovers to eat instead of waking up of my dads and begging them to get me doof. Or at least, for a few days. By then, I'll either run out of Chinese food and ask for more, or my cravings will have changed by then. Either way, I'm glad that I have people who are willing to go get me what I need when I need it. Even when it's two in the morning and I wake them up for something as stupid a string cheese (note to self, no asking Dad for things like that in the middle of the night unless you wish to be decapitated).
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Once we finished eating and paid the bill, Millie took me home. She promised to check in on Cameron and let me know how he was doing. With Valentine's Day creeping up tomorrow, I figured both of us were going to be pretty miserable. I've never really had someone to love, and now that I do, they ripped themselves out of my life. But I had to stay strong. I couldn't let my sadness over Cameron dictate my life. Fiona and I were going out for a breakfast together since Lianna would be Skyping Sasha. Lianna found her soulmate after me, but they get to celebrate the holiday of romance while I can't.
Tomorrow was going to be fun, even if I was sad. Being sad doesn't mean I can't have fun, it just means I'm a little down. I should start figuring out a girl's name. But I don't really have an idea for what I want. I know I want the name to be more gender neutral if it's a girl.
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"How are you feeling Little Lion?" Papa asked, sitting on the edge of my bed.
"I'm okay, I guess. Just feeling a little down. But Millie took me out today for shopping and eating so that was nice. I should probably do some homework. Why? What's up?"
"I just wanted to check on you. I know it's been pretty rough for you recently." He kisses my forehead. "Craving anything?" I shake my head. "I'll let you do some homework." Papa gets up and smiles weakly before leaving. I know this breaks his heart. But this is my decision, I'm just glad he decided to support me, even if it hurts him.
"Papa?" He turns his head. "I love you."
"I love you too Lion. I have faith that you'll be a great mother. With or without Cameron." And with that, he left me alone with my thoughts.
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Teaser: Valentines Day from Cameron's POV
This old bat is 18 now wooooh! I can now legally get a tattoo (which I plan on) and I can technically move out if I wish (not gonna happen).
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