< Chapter 35: Same Mistakes >

♥ Justin's POV: ♥

I was beginning to get a little bit impatient. Ever since those words came out of my mouth, no one in the room had spoken anything. Silence took over as people stared at me blankly.

Jamie is pregnant.

Jamie is pregnant.

I waited for the words to sink in, but it's starting to feel like they never will. I'm starting to get nervous as hell. Why won't someone say something?

I looked over at my right to see Jamie also waiting nervously. She seemed tense, scared, afraid of what they would say. It's not hard to conclude that she's feeling exactly what I am right now. At least we're both on the same page...

I looked back at my family members, who sat still in thought. Not even Jaxon or Jazzy made a sound - and they're kids, they're supposed to love making noise, right? Everyone's facial expression now looked a bit shocked. It was like they were thinking whether or not they heard me correctly.

"Jamie and I are having a baby," I repeated, clarifying the situation. But silence was still present. No one made a sound.

"Will you guys say something?" Jamie's voice shook. My heart jumped at how scared she really sounded. It made me want to hug her tightly, but all I could do for now was grab her hand and squeeze it reassuringly.

"R-really?" a voice snapped me out of my thoughts. Did someone actually speak? I scanned the people in front of me until my eyes settled on Erin.

"Yes, Erin. I really am pregnant," Jamie half-smiled. I nodded slowly and waited for someone else to say something. I was getting a little desperate.

"Well..." my dad began, shifting in his seat. My eyes flickered towards him and I watched as he examined Jamie's belly, probably trying to guess how far along she was. But to tell you the truth, she was only showing a tiny bit, but you wouldn't guess she's pregnant if you weren't thinking about it. "Congratulations," he finished, playing up a smirk.

I felt myself take a silent sigh of relief. I think we'll be okay.

"Thank you. It means a lot," I smiled as he gave me a thumbs up.

"Well you have my support too," Erin added, holding a clapping Jazzy in her arms.

"Us too," Grandpa smiled at me as Grandma nodded with him. My grin widened as I scanned down the line to my mom, who still wasn't speaking.

My heart sank again.

"Pattie?" Jamie whispered, squeezing my hand tighter. "You okay?"

"Yeah, yeah," Mom snapped out of her trance. "Congrats, you two." Her smile seemed a little fake as she stood from the couch, leaving upstairs. Everyone's eyes were on her and when she finally shut the door to her room, everyone turned to look at both Jamie and I.

"Is she okay?" Jamie asked, her eyes glowing into mine. I felt my stomach turning and I released my grip on Jamie's hand.

"I should talk to her," I mumbled, walking nervously towards Mom's bedroom. I could hear various voices talking over each other downstairs as I knocked softly on Mom's door.

"Who?"

"You know who," I answered, taking a hold of the doorknob. I heard faint footsteps approach the door and she opened it slowly. "We need to talk, mommy."

She sighed, giving me a weak smile while stepping aside. I walked in, sitting on her bed as she did the same. I was about to say something but, to my surprise, she was the first to speak. "So you're having a baby, huh?"

I gulped, feeling the room get hotter. "It wasn't intentional, though. And it's not just with anyone, either. It's with Jamie, and I love her," I said, as if everything's suddenly okay as long as the baby is Jamie's.

"I know you do, Justin. But-..." she trailed off, looking away.

"You don't like this one bit, do you?" I asked softly, holding her hand.

She looked up at me in disbelief. "You really think I would be okay with this? That you can get your best friend and girlfriend pregnant and I'm suddenly there for you?" she half-yelled. I did a double take and looked deeply in her eyes. I wasn't expecting that reaction. To be honest, I thought Mom, of all people, would support me through anything.

Something's definitely wrong here.

"Mom.." I said calmly, "Tell me what's really wrong."

She broke her gaze on me and played with her fingers. "What makes you think I'm not just mad at you for doing something so stupid?"

"Because I know you, Mom. You probably spend hours dreaming about what it'd be like when Jamie and I get married, how your future grandchildren would look like and other things like that. There has to be something else that's bothering you. I'm your son... Just tell me," I prompted, squeezing her hand reassuringly.

Her eyes were back to staring at me again. "Well..." she sighed, "I'm just a little bummed out that you've made the exact same mistake as I did."

"What do you mean?"

"You're having a baby at a very young age. I had you when I was just 17 and it scared me a lot. I didn't know how I would manage to put a roof over your head. I was just lucky I had amazing friends like Jamie's parents, who were going through the exact same thing I was," she confessed.

"But mom," I let go of her hand, "I turned out fine. Just look at me now, right? Only because Jamie and I are repeating what happened to you at this age, doesn't mean things would go wrong, you know? We can handle this because we love each other. And it would mean the world to both of us to have your support along the way."

She released a deep sigh and ran a hand through her hair. "I know... You're right. I'm sorry.." she smiled, "I really am happy for the two of you."

"Are you sure?"

"Of course. I mean, she's already pregnant, so why not meet the baby?" she laughed.

"Seriously, mom?" I chuckled.

"Dead serious," she giggled, pulling me in for a hug. I hugged back as if my life depended on it and she kissed my cheek.

"I love you, honey," she caressed my cheek softly.

"I love you too, Mom."

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"Is everything okay with you and your mom?" Jamie asked later that night as I was getting into bed.

I wrapped an arm around her and cuddled her to my chest while flipping through channels on the tv. She nuzzled her lips against my neck as I hugged her tighter.

"Yeah, everything's great," I smiled, kissing her cheek.

"Does she hate me?" she whispered, looking innocently at me. I stared back at her in shock.

"Why would she hate you?"

"I don't know... I'm the pregnant one.." she shrugged, playing with my shirt.

"But I'm the one that got you pregnant," I reminded her.

She sighed, resting her head back onto my chest. "I just don't want her to hate me, you know?"

I hugged her tighter, "She doesn't hate you. She loves you. We all do," I whisper, biting her earlobe. My hands traveled down to find hers and I entwined our fingers tightly. My thumb brushed up against the promise ring as I brought her hand up to my lips, kissing it softly. I felt her entire body relax at my touch, causing a small smile to tug on my lips.

"I love all of you guys too," she blushed. My smile widened as I heard a soft knock on our door, causing me to look up.

"Hi Jade," I waved at Jamie's mom, who stood near the door, staring at our position for a while.

"Hey sweetheart," she smirked, leaning on the doorframe. I raised my hands up in defense.

"We're just cuddling," I grinned, watching Jamie's cheeks flush red. Jade seemed even more amused as her smirk became more evident on her face.

"I know," she winked, crossing her arms and eyeing us. "Well, anyway... Phoebe's here."

"Downstairs?" Jamie asked, her head leaving my chest.

"Yup. I'll be in my room if any of you need me," she informed us, disappearing outside and closing the door.

"We better go get Phoebe," Jamie told me, getting out of bed. I instantly pouted, missing the warmth she was giving me while we cuddled.

"Fine," I mumbled, slipping the covers off me and standing up as well. Jamie took my hand and we walked downstairs together, looking for a glimpse of blonde hair.

As soon as we saw Phoebe sitting on the couch, Jamie smiled, "Hey goldilocks."

She turned around and rolled her eyes at us. "Hey guys," she grinned.

"Not that we don't love you here, but why are you here?" I asked. Jamie glared at me and I returned a smirk.

"Can I sleepover?" she questioned shyly.

"I thought you were sleeping at Noah's while your parents were away," Jamie commented.

"I was, but-.."

"-But what?"

Phoebe shrugged, playing with her fingers, "I guess he couldn't because he was gonna have a friend come visit all the way from Atlanta."

"Ohh, well you're welcome here anytime. Always," Jamie smiled and I attacked Phoebe with a hug.

"BFFL!!" I yelled, squeezing her in my embrace.

"Can't... Breathe..." she gasped, trying to fight me off.

"Sorry," I laughed, pulling away and smiling sheepishly. She smacked my arm playfully and crossed her arms.

"You better be.." she mumbled, giving me a smirk. But there was something in her eyes that made me wonder if she was okay.

I have no idea why -- maybe 'cause we've been best friends for so long -- but I was almost positive that something was wrong.

I just don't know what...

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Yesterday was Christmas! Merry (late) Christmas!! :D

Oh, and I wanna clarify something. This book isn't going to be over anytime soon so don't assume in any chapter that it ended unless I say it did. Plus, there would most likely be an epilogue at the end and we'll talk about if there'll be a sequel or not. But as for now, "I Got Her Pregnant" isn't over and there's a lot more chapters left!

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