CONFESSIONS PART II - USHER
These are my confessions
Just when I thought I said all I could say
My chick on the side said she got one on the way
These are my confessions
Man I'm thrown and I don't know what to do
I guess I gotta give part 2 of my confessions
If I'm gonna tell it then I gotta tell it all
Damn near cried when I got that phone call
I'm so throwed and I don't know what to do
But to give you part 2 of my confessions
I sat at the bar, fingers playing over the rim of my shot glass. A fake ID wasn't really an issue when you were friends with the people owned the bar and letting a 19 year old in may have been bad for business but to Dale, it was family that kept the place running and it was family that would be allowed in.
I skulled the shot glass quickly, ignoring the burning in my throat as I motioned vaguely for another.
"Why don't you settle down there son?" Dale broke in, laying a hand over my glass before I could try and fill it. "I'll get you a taxi. Go home to Daryl. He'll be worried."
Daryl.
My frame shook as I took a shuddering breath and that seemed enough to make Dale take the glass away, setting it down with the alcohol away from my grasp before sitting down in front of me.
"I fucked up." I breathed, frame still shaking as I laid my face down on the cool bar top. "Real bad Dale. I fucked up."
-FLASHBACK-
I pushed her away with a strong hand, not enough to hurt her but enough to make my point "I told you Maggie, no. I'm in love with Daryl. I'm sorry. It was a onetime thing and we had both just had too much to drink. That's it. I-"
Maggie groaned rolling her eyes before she grabbed my wrist in her vice like grip. "Glenn, I'm pregnant."
-FLASHBACK END-
"oh son." Dale sighed, leaning back to grab the strong whiskey behind him. "You might need this after all."
"I fucked up." I growled under my breath, slamming my head onto the bar a few times to hide the tears welling up in my eyes "she's keeping it, Dale. How am i supposed to tell Daryl. I can't…I ….i can't."
"you don't have much of a choice, son." Dale said a little sadly, finally noticing the photo on the bar in front of me. Daryl had his arm around my neck, cigarette in his free hand as he kissed my forehead, my cheeks were the brightest shade of red I had ever seen then but we were both smiling. That had been 3 years ago, just months after we had both come out as a couple. He had been so nervous…
"I remember that day, you know? Daryl shifting around, not daring to look anyone in the eye. And then you grabbed his hand and kissed him. Right in front of everyone. You changed him Glenn. He would have done anything for you, if anyone even dared look at you wrong." he whispered, resting his arms onto the bar.
"I'm not ready for this Dale." I breathed, touching the picture with a hesitant finger as if it would burn and crumble away. "I'm not ready for a kid. I'm not ready to lose Daryl. I can't lose him."
"Faith, glenn. Faith." Dale breathed, resting a hand on my shoulder. "Daryl loves you, you know that."
"and I love him" I whispered, looking the old man hesitantly in the eyes. "so why'd I do it?"
"I can't answer that for you kid," he sighed, nodding to the doorway where a smiling Daryl just walked in. "but for now, you gotta tell him."
I spun in my chair, eyes meeting Daryl's across the room and I could see him smile falter at my expression. Worry skidded onto his face. I wanted to laugh bitterly.
I stood up slowly, both of us slowly making our way towards each other…
This by far is the hardest thing I think I've ever had to do
To tell you, the guy I love
That I'm having a baby by a woman that I barely even know
I hope you can accept the fact that I'm man enough to tell you this
And hopefully you'll give me another chance
This ain't about my career
This ain't about my life
It's about us
Please