chapter sixty-one

Sam's POV

"Sam..."

"Sam, wake up baby..."

My ears had heard an annoying beeping sound mixed with someone's voice calling my name. However, my eyes weren't responding because my eyes haven't opened yet after I woke up. I felt my lower body sore making me shift in bed trying to be comfortable.

The beeping sound was starting to annoy me and I obviously couldn't go back to sleep, so what do I have to do? I reluctantly open my eyes seeing bright lights hitting my pupils causing me to close them shut, following with a hiss escaping my mouth.

Damn, I hate the light!

I try again opening my eyes slowly, adjusting to the light and first seeing a white ceiling covered in dirty brown spots that looked like it came from a water leak. Then I tilt my head both sides looking at my surroundings and saw hospital equipment that looked familiar.

"Hey, sleeping beauty."

I turn my head to my right from the voice that spoke up and find Freddie smiling down at me. I look down and saw myself wearing a white gown with blue floral patterns and an IV stuck in my hand. My mind opened realizing I'm in the hospital still from last night.

I remember coming here late last night because my water broke and gave birth to Amara after four hours of waiting. Wait, where is she?

I looked at Freddie and tried to clear my throat before speaking. "Where's Amara?" I asked hoarsely.

"She's in her bassinet." He answered pointing his finger on the other side of the bed. I followed his finger and turned to my left seeing a metal stand holding a pink bassinet that lies a baby covered in a pink
blanket up to her neck, tucked in as she sleeps.

My heart leaped looking at my daughter again. She's peacefully sleeping with her eyes closed, her natural eyelashes touching the top of her cheekbones, her lips closed and her small chest rising up and down. This is my second time seeing her, and she cannot be more beautiful with how comfortable she is sleeping while the bassinet is touching the side of my bed.

Without looking away from her, I asked Freddie a question that just popped into my mind. "What time is it?"

"After twelve."

I whipped my head towards Freddie with a surprised look on my face. "What? I've slept after that long?"

"Why are you surprised? This is usually the time you wake up anyway." He rolled his eyes and I gave him a small glare. "Besides, you deserve to rest after last night."

I thought he was right about letting me get more than ten hours of sleep, but now I don't I want to sleep again because I want to spend time with my daughter who's laying next to me and want to look at her nonstop. I never thought being a mother would have that impact on you so quickly, you get attached once the baby takes its first breath and you never want anything to happen to him or her.

"Yeah..." I breathed, laying my head back on the pillow and shifting my body again. "But I still feel sore."

"Doctor Meyers said that's normal, so you and Amara are going to stay here for another night, and then you get to be discharged tomorrow," Freddie explains getting up from the chair. "He needs to make sure you're not infected or anything and needs to check on Amara for more tests."

I guess that makes sense. But I'm still stuck here in this chemical scented place and I'm annoyed. If they need to check if we're okay, then I don't have a choice but stay.

As Freddie must've read my mind, he chuckled while sitting on the edge of the bed. "Don't worry, you'll be out of here in no time." He gave me a comforting grin grasping my hand to his and rubs his thumb on the back of my hand.

I realized Freddie was still wearing the sleepwear he wore last night and the small bags that are forming under his eyes. Did he not sleep?

"Did you sleep at all?" I asked concerned.

He sighed and looked down not meeting my gaze. "No, I was up all night watching you and Amara." He shrugged. I can't believe Freddie didn't get at least an hour of sleep and stayed up watching over us.

And he said I need sleep.

"Are you serious?" I furrowed my eyebrows clearly upset that he hasn't slept at all.

"Sam, I'm fine. I couldn't sleep worrying if something might happen during the night to one of you, so I wanted to stick around and watch you while the nurses were coming in and out of the room." He said sincerely.

The best Husband and Father award goes to...

Fredward Karl Benson.

"God, Freddie..." I sighed pinching the bridge of my nose with my thumb and pointer finger. "You're sweet, but you sure are an idiot as well," I muttered.

His response was a grin on his lips and playfulness in his eyes. "Have you met me?" He laughed softly. "Of course I would never leave you two, you kidder. And since we're sleeping over again, I asked my mom to bring us some clothes from the house and bring them here when she comes to visit."

At the mention of Freddie's mom, I wondered if my family got the chance to meet their granddaughter and niece. "Did they come last night when I fell asleep and see Amara?"

He smiled at the question and nodded his head. "Yep, they adored her. Especially, Melanie, she didn't want to let her go." He chuckled, and that made me roll my eyes at my typical sister because that's something she would do.

"That's good then." I sighed.

After a while, Freddie looks down at me and says nothing as his eyes show affection with the corner of his mouth lifted. He always gives me that look but it always has a reason behind it. "Why are you staring at me like that?"

He shrugged casually and kept staring at me with the same look in his eyes. "I'm just really proud of you." He whispered. The bed shifted as he scooted closer to the bed with his hand still holding mine. "You had a rough night during labor, but you still managed to get through it with no complications. You were strong and you didn't give up." He takes his other hand and places it on top of the hand he is holding which is warm above my cold one.

I apparently felt my cheeks starting to heat up from his words of how much he's proud of me for bringing Amara into this world. It was the most painful thing I've ever had to go through; it was worse than getting the damn needle in my hand for the IV. There were options of getting some sort of solution for my delivery to be painless, but we didn't have time for it, so I had to deal with natural birth instead.

That natural birth was one son of a bitch.

But I can't complain about it now since it's over. I'm happy and everyone else is happy that I'm okay, and so is the new member of the family. I wanted to give up at one point because the pain was just too overwhelming, but Freddie helped me keep going and I did. I have him to thank for that. He always has words to say to help me get through something.

I grinned and looked at Freddie before speaking. "You know you helped me through that too, right?" I asked, and he simply shrugged as if he didn't realize that. "Well, you did, dumbass. You helped me keep going when I wanted to give up because I couldn't take the pain." I lift our hands and just swung them back and forth for no reason while smiling at him. "So, I have you to thank for that."

Freddie takes the time to sink in the words I said and later smiles while standing on the bed and leans down, kissing my forehead lingering there. He pulled away but kept his close proximity as he stares at me with his deep chocolate eyes and smiled. "I'll always be there for you and you know that."

I nodded and kissed the tip of his nose and he chuckled pulling away. But he wasn't done yet when he brought his two fingers and pinched one of my cheeks. "You did a good job, yes you did!" He mocked in a baby tone.

"Get off!"

The next day

After staying at the hospital for two nights, I finally get to go home the next morning with my little girl after filling out paper work. Doctor Meyers brought Freddie and me paper work to fill out about Amara; he wanted us to sign proving we're her father and mother.

Now she's officially:

Amara Marie Benson.

Born in Seattle Schneider Hospital on March 13th, 2019 at 12:14 a.m. being seven pounds and eight ounces. She's healthy when she got more tests done and is finally able to come home with Freddie and me after cooped up in that small hospital room.

Freddie's mom and my parents helped sign the paper work for their part and it didn't take long for them to be done. The day before, Carly came to visit and felt bad for me because I was stuck in the bed not being able to move. Then she turned to Amara and paid attention to her when she held her for the first time making random noises to her.

Carly also had me caught up in her life and said how she and Gibby are... an item.

I was shocked for hours.

She told me how she finally made her move on asking Gibby out after years of crushing on him a week before, and they went on a date that went very well, in Carly's words. Now they're giving their relationship a try which made me want to choke again. She told me about Gibby liking her when they were on their date and I just questioned how it all happened.

They're both different in their own way but somehow made the relationship work. I have nothing against them dating, but it's just weird knowing what Carly confessed to me years ago about liking him when I was telling her about my problem with Freddie. Now years later, they're dating and are happy together.

I'm happy for the two weirdos I am friends with.

After we've packed the clothes that were brought from Freddie's mom, Freddie and I left the hospital before signing discharge papers. Everyone in the hospital congratulated us for our baby and I politely thanked them as for Freddie.

When we were driving in the car, Amara got to sleep in her new car seat that was a gift from the hospital which I thought was nice of them to give us. She wasn't crying like she was doing last night when she wanted food and the nurse taught me how to breast feed her.

Anyway, we made it home and had to make the trips worth it on one try when Freddie carried the bag of our clothes and me taking Amara in my arms without disturbing her.

It was around two in the afternoon when we made it home and we were all tired from the events that have happened days ago. I brought my daughter to her new room and rested her in her new crib that Freddie built (surprisingly without hurting himself) a month ago.

Last on our list is Freddie and I laying in bed as we're cuddling next to each other not wanting to move from this spot. As usual, I have my head on his chest as he has his arms around my body feeling the same warmth I love.

"Ugh... I. Don't. Want. To. Move." I groaned against his neck and felt shaking underneath me as he chuckled softly.

"Me neither..." he grumbled. "I called my boss and told him about the labor and he wanted to congratulate us for it."

"Oh wow, for the first time in years he actually said something nice," I muttered rolling my eyes. I felt Freddie opening his mouth to say something, but he closed it knowing I was right about it.

"Can't argue with that. At least he gave me two days off to take care of Amara."

"Wow... two days." I said sarcastically.

"I can sense your sarcasm but you know how Mr. Bust is–"

I cackled at his name and I forgot how funny it is. Bust. Like boobies. I laughed more while hiding my laughter on Freddie's neck and felt him shaking his head.

"Sam, you're so stupid." He mumbled continuing to shake his head.

"Oh, come on! You thought it was funny the first time you met him." I reasoned, staring at him trying to find the truth in his eyes because he knows the fact.

He rolled his eyes before letting out a soft chuckle. "Yeah..."

"That's what I thought." I grinned laying my head back on his chest. After a while, we have comfortable silence as I hear Freddie's heart beating rhythmically and I sighed at the soft pumping through my ears.

We were still laying in bed before I broke the silence once again. "Do you think it's going to be easy for the first-week taking care of Amara?"

"It's not going to be easy, but all we can do is try our best like most parents do when they have a newborn." He responded rubbing his hand on my arm. "We're not going to be perfect the first week. If we need help at some point, then we can gladly ask our parents for advice."

"I guess," I nodded. "I know you're going to treat her right," I whispered, softly patting my hand on his chest.

"So will you." He replied. He craned his neck looking at me in the eyes. "And I know you're going to say how you're nervous about messing up with something, so I'm going to stop you and say that you have nothing to be afraid of. Because a little bird told me that all parents mess up in some way and we all make mistakes. And you have me to help you through that. You told me that when I had doubts about myself." He whispered the last sentence and I remember telling him that from the start of talking about having a baby. How does he always turn something negative into positive under a minute?

I exhaled a deep breath and fiddled with a small string that was hanging from his collar. "God, you always know what to say, huh?"

"Yes, because I'm that awesome." He smiled.

"Yeah... no, you're not." I said simply biting my lip trying to not break a smile.

His eyes widen pretending to be hurt. "How dare you, bitch?" He gasped.

I laughed and kissed the side of his jaw, planting each kiss on his chin to the corner of his mouth and lastly planting one on his lips feeling the moist sensation. He lays me on the bed as he hovers over me bringing his hand to grab my waist and me wrapping my arms around his neck. I felt him smile in the kiss and that caused me to smile too as I missed the way he softly uses his hands on my body.

The moment didn't last long as I heard a scream blaring in the next room.

Freddie and I stopped kissing and looked at each other noticing Amara is crying in her room. He had a disappointing but a hint of happiness in his eyes as he laughed. "Well, I knew that was going to happen at some point."

I raspberry my lips and stared at him wanting him to do the work. "Go check on her."

"Me?" He asked with his eyebrows raised.

"Yes, you. You didn't have to carry her for nine months and suffer almost four hours in labor trying to push a human baby out of you." I gave him a look and knew I won that challenge because he didn't have an excuse to say back.

"Touché."

He got off the bed and left to exit the room before looking over his shoulder giving me a smile and heading towards Amara's room.

I smiled back as he disappeared into the other room, laying my head on the pillow thinking about how great my life turned out to be. I have flashbacks to everything that's happened over the years; Freddie and I wanting to try friends with benefits, lead to us confessing our feelings for each other, lead to dating, getting married, and now being parents to a baby girl who I call my own. How did this happen so fast? It felt like yesterday when I was going crazy trying to figure out how I felt about Freddie and now it brings me to today of being a mother.

It's like a story that is to be read.

The beginning of the book explaining a girl and a boy who are best friends who did one thing that has changed their lives forever. Then, later on, the girl starts to fall in love with her best friend without realizing it. Lastly, the boy and the girl fall in love leading them getting married and having a child years later. Typical love story, right? But when you experience it in real life, it gets complicated.

However, everything gets better.

I never thought my life would turn out like this, but I'm glad it did. You just go with the flow in life and when fate finds your future, they make it happen. I'm getting my past behind me from things that had happened. Now I'm thinking about the present and the future of how that will lead us as well. I'm happy for the life I have now. I have my handsome husband and my beautiful daughter to take care of for many years to come.

And the funny thing about this is... it all started with Freddie and me being bed buddies.

The End

iBed Buddies

I just want to thank you guys so much for reading this story since December of 2016 and felt appreciated that you've read this story for so long. It's been a long journey of eight months but I'm grateful that I've written something that everyone enjoys. That makes me happy and I'm upset that the story is officially over.

It's been a pleasure writing this for you and hopefully, I'll make a new story very soon if school doesn't get in the way.

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- Nikki