At home, dad hugged me.
"I'm sorry dad," I said crying.
"No, Steph, I'm sorry. I know you made a mistake, but I'm supposed to be there for you, especially in this situation. I love you, Stephanie."
"I love you too, dad," I said, choking on tears.
I felt supported, and loved. I knew I was. I guess the whole time, I just had to be reassured, and I was. That's what family is for, and that's why my family was there. I love them all, and I know they love me, no matter what happens.
We went again to the doctor's, as a family. My decision to keep the baby was fully backed up by my family, especially my dad. He was excited that we would have yet another addition to the full house, and with him engaged to Vicky, it could soon be even fuller. I smiled at dad, as the doctor asked me if I was completely sure I wanted to keep this baby. I was, and I knew my whole family was sure too. I nodded to the doctor, who smiled. She could sense the strong bond in my family, and she even told me it was a wise decision, which I know for a fact she would not tell most sixteen-year-olds.
THE END.
Author's Note: I'm starting to put notes only at the end of the story. Anyway, sorry about the extremely short chapter, I couldn't find anything else to add without it dragging on. I hope you liked it, please review and tell me what you thought. Thanks so much :)
