I was now eighteen weeks pregnant, living back at home and because Carrie had moved out, I had convinced them to let Dez stay with us. They said that that was OK, just as long as I didn't have anymore unprotected sex with him (My parents started to buy me condoms when I was twelve because I was reaching the age where I was started to like boys and they never knew when I could become sexually active). He was my new boyfriend, too, and I was happy. He was a better boyfriend than Kevin ever was. He was sweet, considerate, caring and waited on me hand and foot (Although I didn't treat him like a servant) and he made me laugh.
We actually had a doctor's appointment today. We were going to see what sex our little bundle of joy was.
Dez asked me,
"You ready to go, Princess?"
I said,
"Yup."
I got my shoes and a jacket on and my new boyfriend was patiently waiting for me by the stairs.
"Here. Get in my arms."
I said,
"OK."
He carried me downstairs and into his car, which was a white mercedes benz. I liked mercedes cars. They were cool how they had a phone built into the car so if you needed to make a call, you could do it without getting pulled over by a police officer. I was also glad that Austin and Dez had made up. He and Ally also were very excited to be getting a new niece or nephew.
At the doctor, I got changed into the gown and the nurse put the gel on my stomach. I asked,
"Dez? Can you hold my hand?"
He smiled.
"Not that I'd have any objection to holding my girlfriend's hand, but is the gel cold?"
I said,
"You're one sharp ginger snap."
Ginger was a nickname for him because he had red hair. He grabbed my hand.
The nurse asked me,
"How old are you, sweetheart?"
I said,
"Fourteen."
Dez piped in.
"I'm her boyfriend. I'm twenty-four."
He laughed nervously.
The nurse put the wand on my stomach.
"Eighteen weeks, is that correct?"
"Yes, ma'am."
"Your fluids look good. The baby is fifteen centimeters. And you're having a girl."
I was covering my mouth, tears of happiness.
"Let me take a couple of pictures, OK, sweetie?"
"OK."
After getting the pictures of our baby girl's embryo back, Dez handed my clothes- bra, underwear and all. He helped me stand up.
"I can't believe I've known you since you were a baby, and now we're having a baby together."
I said,
"I know it's crazy!"
Dez knew how to support the baby. He was going back to school at Miami University to study for his degree in directing, which had always been his dream, and he did technical support and was a salesman at the apple store. He was good with that stuff. But on the other hand, I needed a job, too.
Hot Topic was just the place. Summer and I went shopping there a lot. Hot Topic was her favorite store, besides H&M, Juicy Couture, Forever 21, Wet Seal, Charming Charlie, basically any store with clothing. Dez and I heard a baby crying down the hall, followed by a familiar voice saying,
"Shhh, Bella, It's OK. Mommy's right here."
A Trish voice. She was with Jace and Bella, Jace pushing the stroller while she was rocking Bella in her arms. Dez, holding my hand, decided to go over and say hi, and I decided to go with him. Trish and Jace were my friends, and I wanted to meet little Isabella.
"Hey, Jace. Hey, Trish."
They both smiled in a friendly way.
"Hey, Leah."
I asked,
"Is this Bella?"
Trish, cradling the hysterically crying baby in her arms, answered,
"Yeah."
I asked Jace,
"Jace, why is she crying?"
Jace told me,
"She had to get vaccinated six times. She didn't like it."
Trish reached into her pink Juicy Couture diaper bag and pulled a light green pacifier with a red handle and a light pink bunny blanket, stuck the binky in Bella's mouth and handed her the blanket. She finally stopped crying.
Her Mexican mother and white father sighed in relief.
I looked them in the eyes.
"Can I hold Bella?"
Trish smiled.
"Sure, Leah."
Trish handed me her baby. I rocked her in my arms.
"Hi, girl. Hi, Bella."
Bella started to snuggle on my shoulder. I put one hand on the back of her head, spreading out my fingers on the back of her head, and my other hand on her bottom.
Trish picked out her iPhone and with her Aladdin case on it. Jace took out his silver iPhone 6 Plus with a dark blue and light green otterbox case and they each took a picture of me holding Isabella.
Jace smiled at me.
"Leah, you're going to be an amazing mom someday."
I said,
"Funny you say that, Jace. I'm actually eighteen weeks pregnant with a baby girl."
Trish said,
"Wow, fourteen and pregnant, huh? Who's the baby's father?"
Dez smiled.
"I am, Trish."
I handed Bella back to Jace and he put her back into the stroller, covering her with a pink Winnie The Pooh blanket, with Trish handing her her personalized Bella Bunny blanket.
"You guys are dating?"
Trish asked.
"Is Austin OK with this?"
I said,
"Yeah."