So i've told Weevil about the baby. I can't believe he tried to say it wasn't his, but at least it's over and done with.
I guess he's not planning on helping with the baby. I can't say i'm surprised about that.
So now I am on my way back home to tell my Dad. This day can only get worse.
When I get back to my apartment, I find my Dad sitting on the couch watching re-runs of old Sharks games.
He's watching the game where the Sharks won the World Series. I decide that this is the perfect time to tell him that i'm pregnant. At least he'll be in a good mood when I tell him.
"Dad." I say to him as I sit down next to him on the couch and turn to face him," I need to talk to you."
"Sounds serious." Dad says.
"It is." I tell him," But before I tell you I need you to promise not to hate me."
My dad smiles this big goofy smile and says," Let me guess. You're pregnant?"
A silence fills the room. You could hear a pin drop.
My Dad's face falls," I was kidding, Veronica. And now you tell me that your silence is your way of scaring me into thinking I guessed right."
"I wish I could, Dad." I say and without even realizing it, tears start streaming down my face.
Dad leans in closer to me and wraps me in a hug.
"It'll be okay, Veronica." He says," We will make this work."
"Are you mad at me?" I ask him.
"I'm not mad." Dad replies," Just disappointed. How did this happen?"
"Sex." I answer.
"I see you haven't lost your sarcasm." Dad says.
"No, I haven't." I agree.
"Who's the father?" Dad asks.
"A guy." I answer.
"I picked up on that, Veronica." Dad says and then adds firmly," I want a name."
"Eli Navarro." I answer hoping that he won't realize who it is.
"Weevil?" Dad questions.
"Yes." I say.
"And what did he say?" Dad questions.
"He tried to say the baby wasn't his." I tell Dad.
"That little bastard!" Dad exclaims.
"By the time I left I think he believed the baby was his, but I don't think that means that he's going to be in it's life." I say.
"Oh yes he is." Dad says," At least he's going to pay child support."
"Dad I don't want to have to go to court to make him pay child support." I tell him.
"I didn't say anything about going to court, Veronica." Dad says," I deal with dead beats like him all the time. I think I can handle it."
"Fine. Just don't do anything that will get you thrown in jail. It would be awful if this child had to grow up without a father and a grandfather." I point out.
"I'll be very nice and legal about it." Dad assures me," By the way, how far along are you?"
"Three months." I tell him and then he walks out the door. To find Weevil, I assume.
Maybe Dad can talk some sense into him.
TBC...
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