The Baker's Baby

4 - Cinnamon

"Mom, Dad, can I have your opinion on something?" I lean back in my chair and place my hands on my growing belly. 

"Sure sweetie, what is it?" My mom answers while fixing her hair. 

"If it has anything to do with that boy who did this to you my answer is no."

"James, just listen first." My mom replies, placing her hand on his. 

"It's not really about him, but his mom. I only have about 4 months left and I haven't found the courage to tell her yet. I don't know what to do." 

"Well, we won't tell you what to do, but can I ask why you haven't told her yet?" My mom asks, but not before staring my dad down to make sure he doesn't say anything. 

"At first I didn't want anything to do with him, I was so mad, and as time went on I just kept feeling like it wasn't the right moment or I waited too long."

What I didn't mention to my parents was that I was afraid if I told her, she would tell him, and after he left part of me felt like he didn't deserve to know.

Was that selfish of me? Probably, but at the time I couldn't care less, only now am I having a moral dilemma. 

My parents actually end up giving me some pretty good advice, other than the moments my father expressed his great dislike for Justin, in the end, they just told me to do what was best for me and the baby. 

The problem is I'm not exactly sure what that is at the moment. 

I spend a couple more hours with my parents before I head back to my apartment, Tammy's supposed to be coming over for a movie night. 

I get back to my apartment only to find Tammy already inside, sitting on the couch flipping through channels. 

As I close and lock the door she looks over at me and smiles. 

"Hey! I was wondering when you were gonna get here. I already started the party, I hope you don't mind." She walks over and takes my purse and the leftovers my mom gave me. 

"Of course not, you have a key for a reason, might as well use it."

While Tammy's getting the snack together and putting the leftovers away, I go to change into an oversized shirt and some cotton shorts. This end-of-summer heat really isn't helping the hot flashes I seem to be getting. 

As I'm changing my shirt I notice a necklace sitting on my dresser, the one he gave me for our anniversary. I took it off a couple of months ago, I couldn't have the evidence of our relationship dangling from my neck every day.

I put my phone to change and go out to meet Tammy on the couch. 

"So how's my baby mamma doing today? You better be taking good care of my godchild."

"Of course I am, but what movie are we watching?" I asked even though we usually just end up gossiping instead of watching the actual movie. 

A couple of minutes into some romcom, Tammy turns to me while munching on some popcorn. 

"Babe, you need a bigger place."

There is no sugarcoating with her, which is one of the reasons I love her honestly. 

"I know but I love this place, it's so cozy and open," I say looking around the place I currently call home. 

"Open? Sweetie, 'open' is your only option; it's a one-bedroom apartment." 

"Oh shut it, miss studio apartment. I'm looking but it's not like I can just buy a house right now."

"You know I'd offer my place but it's more bachelorette than baby-proof."

"Of course I know you would, don't even stress it, I'll figure something out."

It's not like I have much of a choice, it might work for a while but there's no way I can raise a child here. 

We talk here and there for the rest of the movie before calling it a night. 

Once I'm alone I look around my bedroom trying to mentally rearrange things and see if I can fit a crib in here. I could but it'll be a tight fit, it might work for a few months but not for long. 

I need to find a new place before this baby is born. 

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Okay guys that's the end of chapter 4! I hope you all enjoyed it and please let me know what you think.

What would you do if you were in Addison's position? Would you tell Justin's mom or leave it alone?

I realize I never described Tammy but if you've ever watched Bones, think of Angela slightly but if she worked at the bank, that's who I got my inspiration for Tammy from. 

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