I had just put Christopher down for a nap when someone started banging on the hotel door…I opened the door and it was Mark…he pushed his way into the room and said, "I want a test done…showing me he's my son…"
I said, "Why? I don't want anything from you…I made it the last 3 years without you…I can make it the next 30 by myself." Mark said, "You must want something…otherwise why'd you tell me?"
I said, "I thought you might figure it out on your own…but then again I guess not…I should of just stuck with my original plan and not told you a thing…" Mark crossed his arms across his chest and leaned against the door and said, "Why didn't you tell me…we talked a couple of times…you had to of known when we were talking that you was pregnant…"
I said, "Of course I knew…I was going to have a baby…I was ecstatic…I couldn't wait…the only draw back was I knew nothing about you…nothing…just that you had the knack for making me fall in love with you in 7 hours or less…and that for as big a guy that you are…you was so gentle with me…I didn't know if you was married or if you had other kids…or what…I didn't want to ruin your life…it was bad enough everyone was telling me I was ruining mine to have Christopher at such a young age…I didn't think of it as ruining my life…I thought of it as…I had this one really special night, with this great guy…and I have some part of him left behind for me…I didn't tell anyone about you…or that we'd only known each other for 7 hours…I didn't even tell my brothers…they know nothing about who got me pregnant…"
Mark said, "But why keep it from me…why not just friggen tell me?"
I said, "I told you why already…and if you can't except that…then too bad…and if you can't except that Christopher is your son…then that's your loss as a human being…that sleeping little boy in there as brought me nothing but joy for the last 3 years…every time I look at his eyes…he automatically reminds me of you…he's got your green eyes…he laughs hard and from the back of his throat like you…every once in a while he'll do or say something that just reminds me of you."
I stood there for a minute with my hands on my hips and said, "Look, I'm not going to debate this with you right now…he's sleeping…and I don't want him woke up…I'm not putting my son through any type of test just to prove he's yours…I know he's yours…and that should be enough…Just cause you think I'm some whore who you had a roll in the hay with 3 years ago, after knowing me for only 7 hours…only shows that your pretty damn deluded yourself…Mr. Callaway."
Mark said, "I never said, I thought you was a whore…of course I'm not saying your aren't either." I looked at him and said, "Please, remove yourself from my room now sir…and I use that term loosely…before I remove you myself…and don't under estimate me…because when it comes to me or my son…there isn't anything I wouldn't do to stop someone from hurting either of us…"
Mark said, "Including sleeping with someone after only knowing them for 7 hours?" I said, "You son of a bitch…" I went to go slap him and he grabbed both my arms…so I used other resources and kicked him as hard as possibly in the jewels…the family jewels with my steel toed boot covered foot…Of course after he hit the floor…
I grabbed his foot and drug him out of my room…and said, "If you ever come near me or my son again…you'd better be wearing a cup…because next time…I won't be as nice."
I walked back in and closed and locked the door.