Chapter 1.7

Beep Beep Beep

Of all days to go into labor. The eve of Winterfest. I look at the clock as another pain shoots through my body. I cry in pain as the doctors around me talk and prepare the necessary equipment to deliver my baby. I was going into labor, on the eve of Winterfest. My daughter was going to be a Winterfest baby. I could not believe the sheer luck, good or bad, I had that my child was to be born on the day Father Winter goes around and delivers gifts.

Beep Beep Beep

"Alright, Mrs Nagini-"

"Ms."

"Sorry, Ms.... Get ready and...Push"

I pushed hard with each contraction as instructed. I could feel my body strain and ache. The medicine doing little do dull the agony that is childbirth. I close my eyes as I feel tears threatening to fall. Knowing my luck, I would be stuck here for day. After what felt like hours, by 2:56 am, Bianca Nagini was born. Her screams filled the room as people clapped and praised the birth of a beautiful baby girl.

They handed her to me and let me cradle her small form tightly. Her body warm against my clammy skin. I felt so tired, so exhausted as I could do no more than just smile as I held her close. Tears welling up as I held her close. I made this tiny thing. My body held this inside for nine months. Now it was in my arms finally. My little Bianca. My sweet little girl was finally out.

I was so happy. I did not care who her father was. I was all she would ever need. She had me and her aunties, and her cousin Beau. She would need no one else. And maybe Cameron if he wanted to be an uncle.

The hospital let me go home later that evening. It wasnt until closer to five that night that I got to bring Bianca home. There were no complications, I was walking and moving fine. Bianca was healthy. I had a follow up in a few days for her but nothing else. I took a taxi with her carseat. But as we pulled up, I nearly fell out of the car. The house was completely decorated. When I left the night before, the house was bare.

I hadn't had time to decorate for Winterfest. I was too preoccupied with getting my hospital bag ready, getting my finals prepped and taken, I had completely blanked on decorations. Cameron had to have taken care of that after getting me in the cab last night. His decorations were beautiful. He came out and got Bianca's car seat and helped me inside. My mind was blown away. He even got a tree and decorated it for us, and had made dinner.

"Welcome home."

"You did all of this?"

"Of course. You did the hard work, I figured I could put in a little work around the house."

"A little? Cameron, you went beyond what I....Oh Cameron..."

I gave him a tight hug and I could not believe how much he had been doing for me the past few months. He had been a great friend since the beginning, and now, I could not even imagine what the days would be like. He made this night so much better.

As I pulled away, he smiled sheepishly.

"What?"

"Okay...I am going to do something, and you may want to slap me."

"Why?"

"Because I have wanted to do this since, like the first week we met."

"Cameron, I swear...What are you planni-"

I felt his lips on mine and instantly fell silent. He was right, I did instantly want to slap him. And I almost did. My hand immediately went up to slap him. I felt him flinch but he didnt move away. Instead, he held the kiss. He even moved closer as I began to reciprocate it. My hand then pressed to his cheek and we deeped the kiss. This earned a coo and giggle from Bianca in her crib beside us.

Okay, maybe I did like him....Okay I really liked him. Karen was a bitch. She knew he liked me, and she was jealous. She didnt want him being around me, she thought I would corrupt him. Too bad for her. She was right.