It's been a month since Blake moved out of her parents house. She stayed with me and my family for the first week. But then she decided to go and stay with Megan because she felt like she was being a burden to my family.

My parents and myself tried to make her understand that she wasn't. But I'm thinking the hormones caused it.

My brothers were actually excited for me when I told them that Blake is pregnant. They seem pretty happy about the whole thing. They keep making bets on if the baby is going to be a boy or a girl. My mom has yelled at them multiple times to knock it off, but I know the bet has already been placed.

Ali on the other hand is not thrilled about it. She talks about how cliche it is to knock up your girlfriend in high school. She really hasn't talked to me since I told her. She's been distant and if anyone ever brings up the baby she leaves the room.

I don't understand why she just can't be happy for me. It's not like she's the one who is going to be a parent.

Today Blake and I are supposed to find out the sex of our baby. My mom is throwing a gender reveal for us. Blake and I both told her she didn't need to do that but she insisted.

None of Blake's family are coming to the reveal. I honestly feel bad for my girlfriend. I couldn't imagine going through this pregnancy without my family, and I'm not the one who's actually pregnant.

Blake's friends though have been so supportive. Both sets of our friends have. The girls are all pretty excited about the idea of a baby being in our friend group.

My knee has been slowly healing. And I've been going to physical therapy three times a week. I don't know if I'll ever get back to playing ball, but I'll be able to walk and run so that's a plus.

I'll be able to play with my kid.

"Honey are you ready?" I hear my mother's sweet voice enter my bedroom.

She sees that's look on my face and moves to take a seat next to me on the bed. She places a comforting hand on my back and I turn my head to look at her.

"What's wrong?" She softly asks as her hand rubs my back.

"I'm just nervous, I'm scared." I admit honestly as I stare into my mother's eyes.

"And that's perfectly normal."

"What if I'm a terrible Mom?"

"Oh sweetie.." my mom says as she moves her hand up to my hair.

"Being a mother isn't something you can ever be prepared for. You can read all the books, you can be the right age, and still not be ready. As time goes on you'll learn more and more each day about what it takes to be a mom. Don't set yourself up for failure honey, your natural instincts will kick in and I'll always be here to help you both."

I can't help but pull my mother into a hug as her speech hits me deeply. Every word she spoke gave me some ounce of hope that everything will be okay. And that's something I really needed at the moment.

"Now, lets get downstairs because the guests will be arriving soon." My mother says with a smile as she pulls away from the hug.

We both stand up and I follow my mother downstairs and into our backyard as I run my hands against my nice jeans and button up shirt.

"Looking good Y/LN." I look up to see Thomas with a genuine smile on his face. He pulls me into a bro hug and pats me on the back.

"I just want to say congratulations again. I know if anyone can do this, it's you and Blake."

"I second that!" I turn to see Dylan walking into the backyard with a gift in his hands.

"You didn't have to get us anything.."

"It's not for you, it's for my nephew." Dylan says with a smirk and I chuckle.

"Who says it's going to be a boy?" Cara says as she enters the yard with a gift in her hands.

"I just have this feeling.."

"I'm sure you do." Cara says causing us all to laugh now.

"I can't thank you guys enough for coming." I say to my best friends who all greet me with a hug.

"Do you think we'd miss it? A mini Y/LN running around is going to be the highlight of the year." Colton says as he walks into the yard with a basket in his hands.

"And who says it's going to be a mini Y/LN? She could be a mini Blake." I smile as I hear that voice. I look up to see Megan walking into the backyard with the girl I love with every ounce of my being.

I make my way towards Blake and I notice the smile on her face at the sight of me. Once I reach her I dip my head down and attach our lips together in a passionate sweet kiss.

"Hi." I say with a cheesy smile as I pull back. Blake laughs softly as her hands caress my face.

"Hi baby." She softly says before pecking my lips again. I move one hand to rest on her bump that is very noticeable now.

The rest of Blake's friends make their appearance in my backyard. This gender reveal really just consists of my family and our friends. My mom forced Ali to be here so she insisted that my mother let her friends come. So they are the only outsiders really here.

We all eat first as my dad was manning the grill. Once everyone was fed we decided to go ahead and do the reveal.

The only person that knows the sex of our baby is my mother. She came with us to the last ultrasound and she got the results in an envelope.

My mother instructs Blake and myself to stand under the beautiful arch that she had my dad help her make. One giant balloon rests underneath it.

Blake and I take our positions as we look at our yard full of my family and our friends. I can't help but feel nervous as I grab the string to pull the balloon down. My mother hands Blake the needle and the two of us lock eyes.

My heart begins to race in my chest as our eyes hold this intense contact. Everything around us seems so small in this moment.

Everyone here swears it's a boy. Blake and I are the only ones who haven't really thought it was one or the other. We talked and we agreed that we would be happy with either. But I really think she wants a girl.

"5..4...3..2..1!" They all scream as they countdown. I watch my girlfriend bring the needle towards the balloon and it pops loudly.

All I see is pink. Pink confetti's falls all around the two of us, covering our clothes.

Tears immediately spring to my eyes as I feel this overwhelming weight on my chest as I watch the woman I love begin to shed some tears herself. My heart swells with pride knowing that I'm going to be a mother to a baby girl.

We're having a baby girl.

I wrap my arms around Blake and pull her into me as she hugs me tightly while she cries. I kiss the side of her head before pulling back. She attaches our lips together in a sweet kiss and everyone is screaming in pure excitement.

I let Blake go as her friends pull her into a hug. My mother is the next person to hug me. I feel her squeeze me tightly and when we pull away tears run down her cheeks.

"I'm getting a granddaughter!" She says with the brightest smile. My dad hugs me next followed by my brothers and friends.

I look to my twin who has this unreadable expression. I watch her walk inside the house with her friends trailing behind her. I shake my head in disappointment and turn to be greeted by Blake's friends. They all hug me and we all celebrate by having some cake and talking amongst ourselves. My dad started a fire in the pit and I can't help but feel so content in this moment with Blake sitting in my lap.

My hands rest on her stomach and I can't help but smile knowing my daughter is growing inside of this beautiful woman who she will get to call her mother.

Things are turning around for once in my life. Blake and I have everything planned out. She'll have the baby right after graduation. She'll have the summer to recover and she'll still go to school in the fall. She wants to attend Duke so she'll be able to commute.

Over the years I've been saving my money for college, but that doesn't look like it's happening especially without a scholarship. So once my leg finishes healing I'm going to start working with my dad at his shop. I'll save enough money and get us our own place.

Everything's going to be great.

Blake is due in a little over a month. We have five weeks exactly until her due date. My physical therapy has been amazing and my therapist says I can start to lightly jog now. And to think I thought I'd never walk right again.

Here I am jogging.

Things with Blake have been great besides the fact that she moved back in with her parents. Her mother begged for her to come home ever since she found out Blake was having a little girl.

Blake made it very clear that she was with me and would only come back home if I was welcomed. And surpassingly her father agreed to it.

But I feel like he has something planned. I don't know what it is, but I have this unsettling feeling. Blake thinks I'm overthinking things, and this has led to us arguing about her father.

"You're doing great Y/N." I hear my physical therapist say as I jog lightly on the treadmill.

But my phone ringing non stop grabs both of our attention.

"I'm sorry, I need to get that." I say as I stop the treadmill and walk towards my phone sitting with my things.

I see Megan's name flashing across my phone screen and I answer quickly.

"Y/N! Thank god you finally answered!"

"What's going on?"

"Blake! She went into labor! Her water broke and she's at the hospital!" Megan says with a rush and I feel my heart sink along with my stomach balling up into a fist.

"She's not due for five more weeks! Why didn't anyone call me sooner!?" I yell as I grab my things.

"She tried to call you but her parents insisted that she focus on the baby." I shake my head and I look at my physical therapist.

"I have to go, I'll reschedule the appointment." I say and she gives me a small wave as I make my way out of the building. I climb into my car as I throw my stuff into the backseat.

"I'm on my way." I say and end the call.

I quickly start my car up and make my way to the hospital.

I manage to make it past the front desk but not without help. Megan distracted them so I could slip by and make it into Blake's room.

When I find her room I enter and spot her mother and father both by her side.

"Y/N!" She says breathlessly as her eyes are full of tears. She looks at me and I can't help but feel so helpless as she looks like she's in excruciating pain.

"I'm here." I say with a rushed voice as I take my spot by her side. I move her father out of the way and I hear him grumble under his breath.

"Blake I'll be in the wiring room." He says and leaves the room, but not before giving me this blank look.

Everything around me seems to be in fast forward mode. People are rushing all around the room as I stand by my girlfriend's side.

Hours go by and the doctors talk to Blake's mother before even talking to us. All I can manage to make out is our daughters lungs are not fully developed. He's injecting Blake with some steroids to help them before he delivers the baby.

Blake's worried eyes gaze up at me and I try to hold it together for her but I'm just as scared.

A few more hours pass by and it's time to push. I let Blake squeeze my hand as each contraction rocks through her body.

When the doctor pulls out our little girl I don't hear a cry. He quickly cuts the cord and takes her away from us. From what I can see her face along with her small body are purple.

Blake's frantic cries about why our daughter isn't crying is all I can hear as I stare off at the table they have her on.

He holds a stethoscope to her chest and lungs and they begin to perform chest compressions.

They eventually stop and I can no longer see her as the people surround her.

He comes back towards me and says they need to rush her into emergency surgery. I nod my head telling them to go, to save my daughter.

More hours pass by as I stand by Blake's side in the recovery room. She sits on the bed emotionless as tears continue to flow from her eyes at a rapid pace. Her hand clutches onto mine and I hold her hand just as tightly.

Blake's mother stands on the other side with a sad face but I ignore her looks.

"Ms. Lively." I hear the doctor say and I turn my head to meet his face.

Emotionless eyes stare back at me as he grows closer to us. He pulls off his scrub cap and lets out a sigh.

I feel my heart break within my chest, I feel the muscle shred into small bloody pieces as I hear him say the words I've been dreading since they took her away.

"I'm so sorry, but she didn't make it."