A light at the end of the tunnel

Sarah's POV Pregnant? I cant be pregnant I'm only 15! what am I going to do? maybe I'm not pregnant, maybe the tests are wrong. Who was I kidding that was third test I had taken and they were all positive. Just breathe Sarah it will be okay I whispered to myself. I have to tell Cameron and my mom now. My mom will be so upset, since Cameron is 21 and she already doesn't like the idea of our age difference. Now I'm pregnant she is going to flip. My heart starts racing and I start breathing heavily. I head over to the bathroom mirror and start looking at my stomach and trying to imagine myself pregnant. I couldn't. I looked away from the mirror and pulled myself together. So I talked myself into going into the living room to tell Cameron. Luckily my mom was at work and I had time to figure out how I was going to tell her. I opened the bathroom door walked into the living room and heard Cameron laughing at some lame show he liked to watch. I thought to myself he seems so happy and I'm going to ruin it with this news. So I decided to just get it over with. I called out to him, "Cameron" He said "what" I responded back and said "we need to talk about something" nervously. He responded "what now" annoyed.  He never liked to spend time with me or have talks, so this news was really going to change everything. I didn't understand why I was with him at times. I met him when I was 13 he was my neighbor directly across the street from my house. I thought he was cute and knew he was older, I didn't know how much older but all I knew is that I was crushing on him. Eventually we started talking, him approaching me one day just to say hi and introduced himself. That was it from there. I asked him his age and he told me he was 16. I was okay with that because I thought he was much older. Then one day one of my other neighbors Linda approached me to tell me he was actually 19. I was crushed, I asked him about it and he told me the truth. I told him my mom would never let us see each other if she knew how old he was. he begged me to stay with him and told me he would talk to my mom. I had already fell in love with him at that point. Well I though it was love. What did I know I was only 13. My mom was angry when he told her but she was a single mom raising me and she looked at me seeing  the sad and desperate  look on my face made her give in. She knew I loved him but from there on didn't like him. Of course there had to rules established as a condition to see him. One day my mom told me we had to move and she actually let Cameron come with us because she knew if we were apart that we would do anything to see each other. Things changed over time we were not as loving towards each other and we would fight a lot, still do. I wasn't even sure why we were together anymore. So here we are 2 years later and I just find out I'm pregnant.  So back to me about to tell Cameron I'm pregnant. I decided to tell him quick and loud to get it over with. " I tell him I'm Pregnant!" silence hits the room for about 30 seconds or so. Then I see him turn his head to look at me with the most shocked look on his face and his eyes wider as can be. A face iv'e  never seen before.  He says to me with a scared tone his voice "what are we going to do" I try to keep it together and tell him "we are having a baby"  he says back "I know, were screwed" About an hour passes and the room silent, we both just sitting in the living room not knowing what to think or do. All of a sudden we hear a door slam and a voice saying " Hi you two" " hi we replied nervously" Without thinking I just scream" I'm pregnant mom"!  I see my mom stand still. She looked at me with her eyes watery. She lets out a loud scream saying "what"! Cameron turned to me and whispered " why would you tell her like that" I shrugged my shoulders not knowing why I did that. I guess I just panicked at that moment not expecting my home. I looked at the time and realized time had went by quick and we must have been in the living room sitting in silence longer than an hour. I got up from the couch and went towards the couch to give her a hug. "I'm Sorry mom" i told her with a sad tone in my voice. She hugs me back and whispers in my ear, "this is all my fault" I pushed away from me slightly to look at her and I told her "mom its not your fault, me and Cameron knew what we were doing and didn't use protection" Its our fault"  I thought about what i had just said and realized why was I so surprised I was pregnant when we didn't use protection. Why was Cameron surprised for that matter. A week goes by and everyone has came to terms with what life had thrown at us. I went to my first doctors appointment by then and found out I was 2 months pregnant and I would still be pregnant in the hottest month of summer. As time went on, appointment after appointment, getting pricked and groped month after month. I was finally near the end, I was 8 months pregnant eating a lot and sleeping a lot. Cameron getting more distant every month that got closer to my due date. We would still fight and not spend time together. This time around was different though he would leave to his parents house for the weekend more frequently, found lame excuses not hold on to a job. It was getting bad. He even stop touching me or kissing me. We were in a love less relationship with a baby on the way.  That was my fault, I never really made the smartest decisions as a kid.