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Cammie's P.O.V
"Yeah. And I was pregnant two months ago." I say. "Was? As in your not?" mom says. "I am . . ." I say looking away. "So that happened in Alaska?" Dillon asks watching me carefully. "No. It means it happened before Alaska . . ." I say softly, making sure not to look at Zach. "Huh? " Mrs. Goode asks looking between me and Zach. Zach suddenly looks at me,"You knew you were pregnant and you didn't tell me?" he yells. "I was going to tell you! You shipped me off to Alaska!" I yell back. "You could have at least called and told me!" he says. "I tried calling! I called you everyday for the first six weeks! Your mom answered! But you would never talk to me!" I yell. "Every time. You weren't home. You couldn't talk. You. Avoided. Me." I say as tears come. Everyone's looking at us. Big, wide, eyes.
"Come here." Zach says pulling me into him. I lay my head on his chest as I cry. "Everyone! Let's go inside!" mom says as her and Mrs. Goode take everyone back inside. "Oh Cammie." Zach says into my hair. "What am I going to do?" I ask between sobs. "No. What are we going to do." he says pulling away from me. "You are not doing this alone. And, it's my baby too." he says giving me a small smile. I smile back and throw my arms around him. "I'm sorry." I say. "About?" he asks. "Dragging you into this. I mean, my mom might kill you." I say. He pales a little,"She said something about that when you moved in, didn't she?" he says putting his arm around me as we walk back in. "Yeah." I say with a small laugh, pushing a few straw hairs behind my ear. "And I'm a dead man." he says as he opens the door for me.
So, we actually had a nice thanksgiving. No one forgot about what happened. But we did put it aside for awhile and just talked and joked around. Altho, after everyone left me and Zach got yelled at for three hours. Then we were told we had to figure everything out, like how to pay for the baby and everything, and how the hell we were gonna do it. But eventually they let us go to bed. "Come on Cam," Zach says taking my hand and pulling me out of my seat. "I'm so tired." I say. "I know, that's why we're going to bed." he says. "Okay." I say yawning. We walk upstairs, hearing my mom and Mrs. Goode talking,"They messed up. But didn't we too?" Mrs. Good says. "Yeah! But she wasn't supposed to fall for a CIA guy. How is she supposed to take care of a kid by herself?" my mom says. "She's not going to because Zach will come home, every time. And Cam will always have us." Mrs. Goode says. I'm not sure how I feel about that conversation.
Yes! I updated the next day! That makes me amazing! You all thought it was someone else's or she got an abortaion! I would never write it like that. I know it's short, but I love you guys cuz you reviewed like crazy! So, please review again?