Thank you to all who have reviewed this story. I have some big plans for this story. Tuesday I am starting school again, so I won't really be able to update all that much.

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Twisted

Chapter 2- Park

When Allison, Dylan and Adam arrived at the park, they could see Kris by a tree waiting for them. Allison got Dylan out of the car. When they reached Kris, Dylan was getting impatient and wanted to play soccer.

"Dylan, no," Allison said. "Aren't you gonna say hi to Kris?"

"Hi!" Dylan said to Kris. "Can I go now?"

"Go ahead," Allison sighed.

"Yay!" Dylan exclaimed, running off with his soccer ball. Adam, Allison, and Kris walked side by side, following him.

"So, Adam said that you needed to talk to me?" Kris said to Allison. "And who is that kid? He kinda looks like you a little."

"Um… Kris, you're probably going to hate me for this… then yell at me and everything… but he's… my son," Allison said. She closed her eyes and waited for Kris to yell at her. But it was out there. There was no taking it back. When she didn't hear him say anything, she opened her eyes. "Are you gonna say anything?"

"What are you talking about?" he asked. "Just tell me who the kid is. You kidnap him or something?"

Allison sighed. That was the same thing that Adam had said. Luckily, he accepted her and Dylan right away. "Dylan… he's my son, Kris."

"Umm… no. He isn't," Kris replied.

"Kris," Adam said, putting a hand on his shoulder.

"No, Adam," Kris said, shoving Adam's shoulder off of him. "Allison can't be a mother. She's barley seventeen! And that… kid… is at least three, Adam. That means that at the oldest, she would have to have been…" he stopped to do the math in his head. "She would have been at least 14 years old, Adam. A fourteen year old can't have a kid!" he shouted.

"Kris…" Allison said, practically in tears already.

"No, Allison. This is… This isn't okay. You're not supposed have a kid at this age. Especially not a kid who is already as old as whoever that kid is!"

"He has a name, Kris!" Allison shouted, getting mad. He could get mad at her, but NOT to her son.

"Whatever! I'm out of here!" Kris yelled as he walked off. Tears ran down Allison's eyes as she fell into Adam's arms.

"What am I going to do?" she cried into Adam's shoulder. "Kris is never going to talk to me ever again. And what if he tells the press? I'll tell them about Dylan when I'm ready, Adam. And Kris, he's… he's…" she cried.

"Shh," Adam replied, hugging her and rubbing her back. "It'll all work out, Allison. I promise. He is just in shock, that's all."

"Why aren't you mad at me?" she asked him.

"Because," Adam replied. "I love you sis and I know how much you love Dylan. I can see it, Allison."

"Even if I was only 14 when I had him?" she asked.

"Yeah, Al. It… was the past. I'm not happy that you did… that when you were that age, but I'm not mad at you. You love Dylan and I know that he loves you."

"I do love him, Adam. He's… he's everything to me."

"I know, Allie. Now c'mon. Let's go and get him." Adam replied. Adam and Allison ran off to get Dylan and spent the rest of the afternoon playing soccer with him.

It was three in the afternoon when Adam, Dylan, and Allison walked into Allison's apartment. Dylan had fallen asleep in the car, so Adam was carrying him up to the apartment. Dylan's head was buried in Adam's shoulder and his arms were around his neck.

"You can just put him in his room," Allie said. "First door on the right."

"Kay," Adam replied. He went and put Dylan down in his race-car bed before walking back out to the living room where Allison was. He walked up behind her and wrapped his arms around her waist.

"You're so good with him," Allison said, turning around and hugging him.

"I love kids," Adam replied. "And you're the one who's really good with him, Allie. You're a great mother." Adam broke the hug with her.

"Thanks," she replied. "I love him more than anything."

"You know, you don't have to come to my party later tonight if you don't want to," Adam said.

"But you insisted that I come," she replied.

"Yeah, well, that was before that I knew that you had a three year old son that you needed to take care of."

"It's okay, Adam. I'll come. Plus, I need to tell everyone about Dylan anyways," she answered. "What if everyone has the same reaction that Kris had?"

"They wont. I promise, Allie. They won't. And I think that Megan is bringing Ryder," Adam said.

"Yeah, that'll be good. It'll be good for Dylan to have a friend before he has to start pre-school in the fall."

"So I'll see you in a couple of hours?" Adam asked her.

"You bet," Allison said.

Okay, this took a while. What should happen at the party? And yes, Kris will come around.