Chapter 32

"It's time for you to explain." Marissa says a little cold switching our son to her other hip. We're currently in the waiting room of the hospital. I'm not even sure what she's doing here right now.

"Explain what?" I ask looking up at her. I know what she's talking about. She get frustrated before handing our son over to me.

"Why that girl came into your house and why you're so worried about her right now…she's the girl you were talking about. Isn't she? She's the girl you're in love with." Her face falls a little.

"Yeah, that's her." I nod meeting her eyes.

"And she's eighteen. I wasn't expecting her to be so young, Ryan." She puts her hands on her boney hips.

"What were you expecting exactly?"

"I don't know but I'm leaving…" She walks back over to me and pulls Kingsly out of my arms. He frowns and reaches for me.

"We've been over for a long time, Marissa. When are you going to stop caring?" I ask her.

"You were the first guy I had ever been in love with, Ryan. You're the father of my kid, so I guess I'll never stop caring." She sighs. For once Marissa is actually not being a bitch.

-

I watch as her mother stalks into the waiting room. She's got this look on her face.

Honestly, this woman freaks me out.

"What are you doing here?" She asks.

"That's my kid…" I look down at my hands.

"I don't care, you're not supposed to be here."

"But, I am." I tell her. "We had a deal, after the baby was born you'd let me be with her."

"It's born yet." She points out.

"But it will be soon enough!" I probably shouldn't raise my voice at her, but I really can't help it. She irks me.

"I can still get you thrown in jail." She narrows her eyes at me. "But I won't, instead I want her things out of my house. I don't want her in my house with the thing."

"Okay." I nod, I want to say more but I think right now I should refrain from saying anything more to her.

"It's a girl!" I look up to see Taylor friend, Summer. She's got this huge goofy grin on her face.

Taylor refused to let me in there with her. She said that she wanted Summer there, that Summer had been there for her since she had found out she was pregnant.

I take a deep breath then look over at Veronica who just purses her lips.

"I want her things out." She reminds me and then turns on her heels and leaves the hospital.

"Can I see her?" I turn back to Summer. She nods and then starts walking towards the back.

I don't think I'm ready for this.

So, I stand outside the door hesitating to go in there.

"She needs you right now, you know that right?" Summer stands beside me.

"Are you sure about that?" I look over at her.

"Yes, I'm sure." She nods. "She didn't start calling for you until the doctor told her that she needed to push once more. Honestly, that was the nastiest thing I've seen in my entire life!"

"I wish I could have been in there." I sigh leaning against the wall.

"As much as she needs you right now…she's scared."

"What is she scared of?" I ask.

"Being a mother. Her biggest fear is turning into her mother."

"She won't. Did she tell you Marissa was at the house when she went into labor?"

"Yeah, that must have been bad." She laughed.

"A little, I don't know what's going to happen now but maybe I should go in there." It's now or never. I can't take this away, as much as I really wish I could.

-

"What's her name?" I ask holding the tiny figure in my arms. She looks like her mother, especially her eyes. Taylor pouted when she realized that the baby didn't have my eyes.

"Camdyn." She says. She hasn't been that nice to me since I walked into the room. I've been here for half an hour. "Summer Atwood." She finishes.

"Oh." I nod. "She's beautiful."

She is. With her perfect nose, perfect chin, perfect chubby cheeks.

"I know." She sighs smiling over at us.

I stand up from my spot in the chair. She scoots over so I can sit next to her on the bed.

"I love you." She says leaning into me. She places her hand on top of the baby's head.

"Who, me or the baby?"

"Both of you." She sighs. "Why was Marissa at your house, Ryan. I thought you said she wouldn't let you see your son."

"She happened to stop by today. She didn't call or anything." I shrug.

"Oh. Ryan, did you talk to my Mom?" She looks into my eyes hopefully.

"She was here but she left. You and Camdyn are moving in with me." I tell her.

"What?"

"She wants you out."

"Oh…okay."

"You okay with that?" I ask her.

"Yeah, I am." She puts her head on my shoulder.