Since this chapter does have a song in it, and as I mention in the "Before You Begin" chapter at the top of the book, The Baby has a playlist.
(It will get added to from time to time)

Here's the link in a comment, if any want it!

Enjoy :)

It's a good thing babies don't give you a lot of time to think. You fall in love with them and when you realize how much they love you back, life is very simple.
-Anita Diamant

Before I told my dads about the baby, I asked Eliza for help. She gave me decent advice and definitely said things I needed to hear.

My dads, while also being apprehensive and scolded me for a second, are more than happy about being able to have a grandchild before they- -or most likely I- -die.

It's kind of freeing now, having people besides Violet and her group know.

The next step was for me to tell Celeste, who I knew would tell Xander but it would stop at him. I did tell CJ and EJ too, which means Trevis and Isabella Hem know too. Trevis B. Baker- -how he introduces himself- -is Cael's best friend and Engel's boyfriend while Isa is Trev and CJ's best friend.

Since I told Violet I was going to my family reunion, she told me that she won't need me for the whole weekend. I don't like saying it, because it sounds selfish to me, but I'm grateful that I don't have to help her.

Cellie, Xander, the twins, Trevis and Isa decided that I needed to 'celebrate' the baby -which, given, I haven't done.

Though I have to admit, the thought of being a father always excited and scared me.

They say I'll be a good one, it makes me smile.

Sip 'n Dip is the karaoke cafe that they dragged me to, because I'm tired and said I wanted coffee. I said absolutely nothing about singing though, because of my lungs and Violet made me stop smoking, but knowing them they'll carry me on stage if they have to.

Given, I should have just driven away on my bike instead of following them inside but that obviously didn't happen.

They all drove the three hours up here, and I still don't think it's worth it.

"Think there's any cute guys around here?" Isabella asks me but it just makes EJ and Trevis point to each other. "Besides you two gay fuckwits, I mean."

Cael motions down himself with wiggling eyebrows, "I'm available." 

Celeste gags to herself, "Please never say that again."

Instantly this starts bickering, and I begin to think that Alexander might help me but he just jumps at the chance to annoy his girlfriend by telling her that her younger brother is sexier than she is.

Is this a celebration for me or a day designed specifically to get on my nerves?

Maybe cousins are designed to annoy the hell out of you, be your best friend, or invite more people than they should to places they weren't originally suppose to be.

Ugh.

Family.

When they walk in, me in the back, they draw all the attention to themselves and don't bother to look up as they walk over to a big table and take a seat like they own the place. And I'm the one that lives here.

Sighing I shake my head and walk up to the register, pulling out my wallet as I speak. "I know this is going to be a big order and I'm sorry. A frozen caramel mocha," Fidgeting with the kinda frayed edge, I make sure to take a slight pause between each order to make it easy. "Two iced caramel lattes, a iced mocha mocha and three hot chocolates with a shot of espresso."

"Is um, is that, is that all?" A voice squeaks out, making my head snap up. I nearly choke on my own breath, unable to stop my eyes from running over the person in front of me.

Cyan eyes and a face full of freckles is turned up at to me, red with a flush. Their body a cuddly kind of squishy, not extremely overweight but not fit. This is not to the type of person who has abs but in all honest I find that instantly adorable.

All I can do is nod, gulping.

He smiles.

And I can't help but to do a double take.

Holy fuck.

The last time I felt my heart beat like this at the sight of another human was a long time ago, before when I was completely crushing on Violet and thought I was in love with her. Eliza has helped me realize I wasn't.

Love isn't like that. It doesn't feel like that.

It doesn't hurt.

"You're impossible," Suddenly a girl is shoving him out of the way, one with bright blue hair and a scowl as she scans the screen, dark brown skin reflecting cute sparkles from her gold make-up. "That's twenty eight flat."

Handing her the money, I look for the other man- -who looks around Eliza's age- -but it seems like he took off running. With a sigh I look back at her, catching the amused way she's staring at me. "Tell him sorry I did that for me, yeah?"

"Sorry for...?" She leans forward, I narrow my eyes at her.

"I get the impression you already know exactly what happened." Leaving it at that I walk back over to my cousins and their best friends. 

Normally I wouldn't be anything but polite but I literally feel like I'm going to explode and knowing what happens when I get overwhelmed normally I just might.

"Oh my fuck," Celeste snickers, hand covering her mouth making me look over to her. "You are so red. What happened Atti?"

I put my face in my hands. "I'm a disgrace."

She puts a comforting hand on my shoulder, "It's alright. Most of us are, what kind are you."

"The half gay kind where I embarrass myself even though I know no one will willingly date me right now."

"Still caught up on Violet?" Xander asks me sympathetically.

Shaking my head I lean back in my seat, "I'm mostly over her. Just miss how she used to at least tolerate me, I'm definitely not in love with her and I don't know if I ever was. It's hard, I'm just trying to do the right thing. I just know with my illness, a baby on the way and all my baggage no one would or should accept me with all these problems."

"Well," Isa chirps. "At least you have singing for you. Your voice is the male version of Eliza's, yet you sing less then her. Let's hope your not rusty because you're-" She drags the word out, making me scowl. "-up!"

"Kill me?" I ask Trevis, who just laughs.

One of my favorite cousins, who I now regret getting so close to, drags me up on the stage after yelling out "Music for If I Die Young, Glee version pronto!" at the front desk.

I glare as she hands me the microphone but don't complain, this is one of my favorite songs, not hers.

With I sigh I listen and prepare myself as the song starts, not wanting to cough in the middle of it and ruin it for my family.

When my cue to start singing hits, I get lost in the song.

"If I die young bury me in satin lay me down on a bed of roses. Sink me in the river at dawn. Send me away with the words of a love song," I sing out, microphone raised to my lips. "Uh-oh uh-oh."

I know this isn't her favorite song since she cries half the time she listens to it, but she doesn't stammer on the melody.

Celeste sings next, bouncing next to me. "Lord make me a rainbow, I'll shine down on my mother. She'll know I'm safe with you when she stands under my colors, oh and life ain't always what you think it 'oughta be, no. Ain't even grey, but she buries her baby."

"The sharp knife of a short life." 

I shouldn't relate to this like I do. 

"Well, I've had just enough time."

"If I die young bury me in satin, lay me down on a bed of roses. Sink me in the river at dawn. Send me away with the words of a love song." We both sing this part, my voice accidentally carries over Cellie's. "The sharp knife of a short life, well I've had just enough time."

"And I'll be wearing white when I come into your kingdom, I'm as green as the ring on my little cold finger." My cousin shows her brothers her middle finger, and I'm not surprised.

"I've never known the loving of a man," When I sing this I think of the boy behind the counter. "But it sure felt nice when he was holding my hand. There's a boy here in town says he'll love me forever. Who would have thought forever could be severed by-"

"-the sharp knife of a short life," She cuts me off. "Well I've had just enough time."

I wish I won't die young. It's not fair.

But life isn't fair.

"So put on your best boys." 

"And I'll wear my pearls. What I never did is done."

Singing this part, my lungs start to feel weird. "A penny for my thoughts, oh no I'll sell them for a dollar. They're worth so much more after I'm a goner. And maybe then you'll hear the words I been singing. Funny when you're dead how people start listening."

I hope when I die, people won't ignore me as much.

"If I die young bury me in satin, lay me down on a bed of roses." Celeste sings this alone. "Sink me in the river at dawn. Send me away with the words of a love song."

I try not to cough while humming out "Uh-oh, uh-oh. The ballad of a dove."

"Go with peace and love." She might hear it in my voice, because hers rises over mine as we sing together. "Gather up your tears, keep them in your pocket. Save 'em for a time when your really gonna need them, oh."

"The sharp knife of a short life, well I've had just enough time." I sing my last part. "So put on your best boys..."

"I'll wear my pearls." Celeste finishes.

Instantly the group of idiotic young adults cheer for us, probably a little too loud. This prompts Celeste to throw her hands in the air.

All is see is the pointed end of the microphone before the pain erupts in my nose, making me take a stumbling step back.

Shocked, I hold a hand up to my face but Cellie is the one that lets out a scream as she sees the blood.

What just happened?

"What the fuck Lest?" The twins cry out in sync, but CJ is the one that continues. "You broke his nose!"

"She didn't break my nose." I say, but it's lost in the shouting and arguing that the Hilton's cause.

Seriously? They think I broke my nose and they would rather argue about possible brain damage than see if I'm alright. 

My family is amazing, they're good people but man are they idiots sometimes.

Trying not to let any of the blood spill onto the floor, I follow the signs to the bathroom -opening it with my hip.

As someone with an illness that comes hand in hand with Hemoptysis having a little blood in my hands is nothing new, and it doesn't really bother me at all either.

At least this time, I didn't get any blood on my shirt or jacket.

That's never fun.

Well...congrats to me.