13.

                                    

                                          
Ali's P.O.V 
                          
"Mom will you stop worrying, I'll be fine, Cameron will be fine, everything is going to be okay" I smiled sighing as my mom continuously checked me over before cam and I left chino 
                          
After we told our friends about the baby, we drove to chino to tell our moms and ended up staying there for the week. Neither of us had any work and I know for me, I needed to be with my mom. I always needed her when I was upset or worried. 
                          
It was currently 11:00am on Monday morning and I was saying goodbye to my mom and Gina while Cameron was putting our bags in the car. 
                          
"You'll call us if you need anything, either of you" Gina asked looking at cam and I 
                          
"Of course we will mom. We just need to get home and get back to normal. We'll visit soon" cam smiled as he reassured his mom that everything was going to be okay 
                          
After saying our final goodbyes, Cameron and I got into the car and began the 2 hour drive home. 
                          
"How are you today" Cameron asked waking me from my trance 
                          
"I'm better, still not great but I don't think that's going to happen for a while. How about you" I asked turning my head towards him 
                          
"Honestly, I feel pretty shitty. I've been thinking about the miscarriage all day and it won't leave my mind. I can't help but think about what our life would have been like in 9 months of this hadn't of happened" he sighed as he stopped at a red light 
                          
"It's hard not to think what life would have been like in 9 months. It's all I've thought about for the last week and a half. It's so horrible that this has happened and we can't do anything about it. All we can do is be there for each other and talk about it when things get too much" I sighed as I grabbed a hold of his hand 
                          
"I just keep thinking was there something that we did wrong. What if we had found out sooner and this never happened because we were getting help from doctors from the very start. I just can't help but think 'what if' "he sighed 
                          
"I know it's hard but we can't think like that cam. We found our when I was only 4 weeks, that's unusually early, there was nothing we could have done to prevent this, it's just how things worked out" I frowned 
                          
The rest of the drive home was silent. Not another word was spoken until Cameron woke me up to tell me that we were home. After we got our stuff, we made our way to our apartment, in silence. 
                          
"Cam are you okay" I asked walking into our bedroom where Cameron was walking out of the closet 
                          
"I hate this. I hate my feelings. I hate this situation. And I hate that I can't do anything. I can see in your eyes that your not doing any better. I can see that your in pain and I don't know how to help you. How am I supposed to be there for you when I'm in pain myself. I don't want to feel like this. I want everything to be good again and I want is to be happy" Cameron ranted for about 10 minutes about anything and everything. I stood and watched him as I knew he needed to let this out 
                          
"We are in a very shitty situation Cameron. Your right, I feel so much pain and I'm lying when I say that I'm doing 'better'. I feel awful. I feel like this is all my fault and I let you down" I stuttered as tears brimmed my eyes 
                          
"How is any of this your fault" he breathed with a hint of sadness
                          
"Because I was the one carrying the baby. Maybe if I ate better or stressed less or did less activity, none of this would have happened. I feel like I'm the one responsible for our baby's death" I cried tears running down my face 
                          
"This is not your fault Ali. Once we found out you were pregnant, we did all the right things, we did everything we could have done right. Don't you dare for one second think that this is all your fault. This is nobody's fault" he sighed as he walked over to me and pulled me into a hug 
                          
Cameron and I lay on our bed for about an hour, talking about all of our feeling regarding the baby and the miscarriage. I feel like a weight has been lifted off my shoulders and it felt so good to get these things out and just cry for a little bit. 
                          
"I've been thinking that maybe we can do something to remember baby LD by" Cameron said as he played with our fingers 
                          
"That's a great idea baby. What do you want to do" I asked looking up at him 
                          
" I don't know, maybe we could get permission to get a tree planted in the complex or something. We could just frame one of our sonogram pictures and engrave the frame" he suggested 
                          
"I like that, the second one. And we can put it up in here, the place of conceive meant" I smiled at the end 
                          
"Are you sure this is where it happened" Cameron asked 
                          
"No, I think it might have been the restaurant bathrooms" I laughed slightly 
                          
"God. What kind of parents were we going to be" Cameron laughed slightly 
                          
"Hey we're going to be great parents. Just not now, but we will" I smiled slightly and kissed his lips 


                          
A/N  1. That's not Cameron in the picture 
                          
          2.  I only put the end in because the last few chapters have been a bit sad and I wanted to lift the mood a little bit 
                          
            3. Thank you for reading. I hope you are enjoying the sequel. Don't forget to vote please and comment if you want 💜