"So Princess, when you're ready, can you tell me who the father is?" Duncan asked as he twisted Courtney's hair around his finger. He leant down and kissed her on the temple, causing goose bumps to form on her arms.
"Well, you've met him."
"What does he look like?"
"He's kind of preppy and is very annoying also."
"Cody!" Duncan yelled, his mouth agape.
"No! Eww, that's just sickening!" Courtney yelled, utterly disgusted by the thought of she and Cody doing it.
"Thank God," Duncan said as he resumed his questioning, "Noah?"
"No way, I'd rather not fill my life with and emotionless boy like him."
"Thought so, so who is he?"
"Well he's blonde—"
"Owen!"
"No! Owen is not preppy, and I like bad boys or preps specifically, so defiantly not Owen."
"What about? Hmm," Duncan wondered as he kissed Courtney up and down her arms, "What about that idiot, Brian."
"Well…"
"No. Way. You cant be serious, he got you pregnant and didn't even care about the kids well being with your parents."
"He and I were a far to young and intimate couple for our own good. Kinda like you and I were after TDA." Courtney said as she hugged her boyfriend closer.
"Courtney, I love you more than anything in this whole world and I'll do whatever I can to help, ok?"
"Thanks Duncan, I love you too."
"Sissy!" Carmen yelled as she ran into Courtney's room.
"What is it sweetie?"
"Daddy called, he said for you to call him back and that it was urgent."
"Dunc, will you play with Carmen while I talk to my father on the phone?"
"Sure thing babe, whatever you need." Duncan said as he picked up little Carmen and carried her to her room. Courtney sighed as she dialed the familiar number, more upset with each button she pressed. The phone ringed four times before he picked it up.
"Hello," Mr. Garcia said, "Courtney is this you?"
"Carmen said you called, what do you want?"
"You can't keep Carmen, you need our help raising her. You have no job, no money, and no way you can afford to keep her."
"I can too," Courtney yelled into the phone, "and my source of income is my new job I just got!" It was true, Courtney had just gotten a job at a small law firm but it wasn't paying much.
"Well we'll see about you keeping her, you shouldn't be able too though. You are irresponsible!"
"Am not!"
"Yes you are you little slut, now shut up!" Mr. Garcia yelled over the phone. Courtney sat dumbstruck on her bed; her father had never called her that before.
"Goodbye father!" With a slap of her phone his voice was gone and she was bawling into her covers.
