didn’t even start till I was thirteen! How the hell am I supposed to be a father?”
Erik was just being honest; even if he wanted a child there was no way he’d be good
at being a dad—blood is blood and all that and he was damned surehe’d be as miserable a father as his dad was.
Phillip was shaking his head. “Dude, Elli is gonna trade you off the team if you don’t
do right by that kid. Now I’m even wondering if her decision to make me ‘A’ was to
show you who’s boss and all that, you know? Wow, man, this is serious shit,
serious shit
.”
“You think I don’t know that!” Erik yelled as he stood, sending Stanley scrambling
to the floor, and went to the kitchen for a beer. “What am I supposed to do?”
“What did Piper say?”
“She wanted to know what I wanted to do. I told her that I don’t know what I want
to do because I fucking don’t know what the hell to do! She fucked me over, dude,
in more ways than just being pregnant, because our families are intertwined and they
are going to freak. She also said she told Elli, which I haven’t heard from Elli,
and she didn’t mention it at my meeting so I’m not really sure what that means. Is
she drawing up my release papers or is she waiting to see what my next move will be?
I know that Piper must have talked to her family because my brother says they are
freaking out about her being pregnant. Then just now my brother tells me that he thinks
that any man that doesn’t want his kid is a deadbeat! What the fuck?! What will he
think when he finds out it’s me? He will think I’m shit if I don’t support this kid!
My own brother!”
“You’re freaking out; calm down, there must be a way around all of this.” Phillip
tried to console his friend but realized that Erik had few options … and really only
one that made sense, and that was to fix this mess.
“Ugh, yeah I’m freaking out! I think you would, too—my fucking career is on the line
because of this shit. What my family thinks of me is now in jeopardy and believe it
or not that bothers me, a lot. I want them to be proud of me, not think I’m a shit!
And damn Piper, who gives a guy three months’ notice that he is going to be a dad!
Pissfuckshit
, she fucked me over! I’ve got no options here!”
“Wow, this is insane,” Phillip muttered, shaking his head, realizing his buddy was
totally screwed.
Silence filled the room as Erik nursed his beer. Finally Phillip said, “There is only
really one thing you can do.”
Erik swallowed another gulp of beer and said, “I know, I should probably start packing.”
“No, you should marry her.” And that was not the response Erik was expecting fromPhillip.
“Yeah, right,” he said, laughing. Phillip was kidding, right?
“No, really. Back home when you got a girl pregnant, you married her. No matter what.
You need to give this a chance, so at least you can tell the child you tried. This
will show Elli that you are trying, and then hope for the best. It will also get your
family off your back. It will show everyone that yeah, you guys made a mistake but
you’re trying to give the baby the best life you can.”
Erik looked at Phillip, dumbfounded, as he said, “Being married won’t make people
think we are trying; it will make everyone think we are dumb and stupid. We don’t
love each other.”
“Sure you don’t, but no one else knows that. You guys can play this off. She would
help you as long as you promise to help her after you leave, ya know, financially
and shit like that. This is not an eternity thing, idiot; you’re doing this to keep
your fucking job and to not have your family up your ass about fathering a kid.”
“She wouldn’t help me, even if that idea was sound. She hates me. I was an asshole
to her and said mean shit,” Erik said dismissively.
Piper probably wouldn’t piss on him if he was on fire, not that he could blame her.
“Piper
Erik was just being honest; even if he wanted a child there was no way he’d be good
at being a dad—blood is blood and all that and he was damned surehe’d be as miserable a father as his dad was.
Phillip was shaking his head. “Dude, Elli is gonna trade you off the team if you don’t
do right by that kid. Now I’m even wondering if her decision to make me ‘A’ was to
show you who’s boss and all that, you know? Wow, man, this is serious shit,
serious shit
.”
“You think I don’t know that!” Erik yelled as he stood, sending Stanley scrambling
to the floor, and went to the kitchen for a beer. “What am I supposed to do?”
“What did Piper say?”
“She wanted to know what I wanted to do. I told her that I don’t know what I want
to do because I fucking don’t know what the hell to do! She fucked me over, dude,
in more ways than just being pregnant, because our families are intertwined and they
are going to freak. She also said she told Elli, which I haven’t heard from Elli,
and she didn’t mention it at my meeting so I’m not really sure what that means. Is
she drawing up my release papers or is she waiting to see what my next move will be?
I know that Piper must have talked to her family because my brother says they are
freaking out about her being pregnant. Then just now my brother tells me that he thinks
that any man that doesn’t want his kid is a deadbeat! What the fuck?! What will he
think when he finds out it’s me? He will think I’m shit if I don’t support this kid!
My own brother!”
“You’re freaking out; calm down, there must be a way around all of this.” Phillip
tried to console his friend but realized that Erik had few options … and really only
one that made sense, and that was to fix this mess.
“Ugh, yeah I’m freaking out! I think you would, too—my fucking career is on the line
because of this shit. What my family thinks of me is now in jeopardy and believe it
or not that bothers me, a lot. I want them to be proud of me, not think I’m a shit!
And damn Piper, who gives a guy three months’ notice that he is going to be a dad!
Pissfuckshit
, she fucked me over! I’ve got no options here!”
“Wow, this is insane,” Phillip muttered, shaking his head, realizing his buddy was
totally screwed.
Silence filled the room as Erik nursed his beer. Finally Phillip said, “There is only
really one thing you can do.”
Erik swallowed another gulp of beer and said, “I know, I should probably start packing.”
“No, you should marry her.” And that was not the response Erik was expecting fromPhillip.
“Yeah, right,” he said, laughing. Phillip was kidding, right?
“No, really. Back home when you got a girl pregnant, you married her. No matter what.
You need to give this a chance, so at least you can tell the child you tried. This
will show Elli that you are trying, and then hope for the best. It will also get your
family off your back. It will show everyone that yeah, you guys made a mistake but
you’re trying to give the baby the best life you can.”
Erik looked at Phillip, dumbfounded, as he said, “Being married won’t make people
think we are trying; it will make everyone think we are dumb and stupid. We don’t
love each other.”
“Sure you don’t, but no one else knows that. You guys can play this off. She would
help you as long as you promise to help her after you leave, ya know, financially
and shit like that. This is not an eternity thing, idiot; you’re doing this to keep
your fucking job and to not have your family up your ass about fathering a kid.”
“She wouldn’t help me, even if that idea was sound. She hates me. I was an asshole
to her and said mean shit,” Erik said dismissively.
Piper probably wouldn’t piss on him if he was on fire, not that he could blame her.
“Piper
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