I can hear mom barfing in the upstairs bathroom. I give up eating my cereal and lean back in my chair, all while giving Jack an openly hostile and accusatory glare.

"How come mom's pregnant if she's on the pill?", I ask him, knowing very well what happened. Mom told me. She seemed angry, but I know her-Jack's about to be forgiven very soon. She's incredibly soft when it comes to this guy.

"I've got super sperm.", he tells me with all confidence in the world, and in the same time he reaches for my bowl of cereal.

"Good for you. Apparently, you're also really good at switching birth control pills with candy..?", I hiss at him, and I'm a bit surprised at my own tone of voice. I sound hurt. Jack doesn't miss that, as well.

"Is this somehow bad news for you, junior?", he asks me, and I hate the mocking tone he uses.

"No. You two can make an army of children, for all I care", I murmur back, and I hate sounding so childish.

"Hah! That's a good idea..", Jack smiles widely, "But your mom doesn't seem too cooperative. Probably because of all the vomiting and getting fat and stuff."

"Yeah, and giving birth, and then taking care of the baby and so on, right?", I add sarcastically.

"I wouldn't know", Jack says, more seriously now, "I missed all that. With you, I mean."

For a moment there, I get a feeling like he regrets missing my growing up.

"Well, you didn't know I was even alive. I mean, it wasn't even as if you wanted me", I ramble a bit, and then try to correct myself. I notice that he carefully listens to what I'm saying, and that confuses me even more, "What I wanted to say, you didn't..make me..on purpose. Not like this baby. So why do you care about missing that time with me – you can't miss something if you didn't even want it."

He looks at me funnily for a moment or two, and then he starts laughing, one of his bone-chilling crazy laughs. I slam my hands on the table, exasperated, and get up to leave, but he quickly puts his arm on my shoulder, signalling me stay.

"Oh my God! No really, I like your mom, I really love her, but she's sometimes so slow..! No wonder I succeeded with this twice already, I mean, I guess I could really get away with this a few more times..! Maybe I'll I get myself that army you speak of..!"

"What..?", I ask, dumbly.

"Oh son, I'm gonna make your day", he calms down a bit, and starts to explain, "When your mom decided to stay with me, back when we were kids, after a while, I became so crazy about her, and so happy about us, and I wanted to, you know, hmm, be with her all the time..and then one time I wondered why I want to do, hmm, things with her – well, you know what – I mean, all the time!, and then I realized it's simply nature doing its work. We were working on a baby, I mean, let's be real about it! And when I realized that we are doing as nature and its basic law are telling us, I became a bit obsessed with the idea of getting her pregnant, and having a baby. The idea of her, big and round, carrying my child, was the most appealing idea I ever had."

"Ok…?", I say, and in the same time, I subconsciously tap my pocket, feeling a wave of relief when I realize my condoms are there. The idea of becoming a daddy is not appealing at all to me right now, "So..?"

"So I used every opportunity to get rid of the fucking rubber and give her a healthy dose of.."

"JACK!", mom's yell makes us jump in our seats.

"YES, DARLING!", Jack shouts back without skipping a beat.

"What are you talking about?!", she demands.

"Depends on for how long you were eavesdropping", he cheekily answers.

"Did you impregnate me with Jackson on purpose?", she asks, now with much less fury. Her eyes fall on me, and I see her soften.

"I sure did", Jack smiles proudly, "I just didn't know if I was successful. But I'm surprised that in all these years you haven't got the idea that he wasn't an accident."

"Jack, really..", my mom is obviously lost for words.

"I'm not going to apologise for that", he looks her straight in the eyes, and then he shifts his gaze on me, "Look at what I made. Our son. I'm proud. I'd do it again. Actually, I did do it again.", he finishes smugly.

I'm taken aback by what he says, and I don't know how to answer. I just know that I feel a bit closer to my dad than before, and I'm happy for it.

"And I am equally as proud for making this one, who makes you barf that much", Jack gently pulls mom in his embrace, resting his big hand on her belly, "She's gonna be a real trouble maker, that one."

"You're so sure it will be a girl", mom smiles.

"And after that we'll do twins", he declares.

"No, after that you'll get a vasectomy."

"Over my dead body."

"We can arrange that."

…

I walk to my school that day feeling a bit more relaxed and happy than usual. The knowledge that Jack wanted me, and that he's actually proud of me being his son, is somehow uplifting. On the other hand, I'm a bit surprised with myself, just how easily I have accepted this strange man and just how much his approval means to me.

I know now for sure that I won't stay in mom's and Jack's way. The way she reacts to him, the softness, the obvious love and warmth she feels for him, but also his possessiveness of her, the way he keeps on wrapping himself around her body and soul – it's pretty obvious they are meant to be.

Which makes me a bit ashamed of myself and my own love life. I wonder if I will ever have something resembling to that.

At school, everyone is in festive mood, since some cheerleading squad is coming back from some tournament, and apparently, they've won something. I have met and then some more some of the cheerleaders, but since I'm really new at this school, I haven't seen the girls who are being loudly welcomed back until now.

I roll my eyes at the very American enthusiasm about such a mundane thing as some chicks winning some stupid trophy. Then I finally see the six girls who are the reason of today's gathering in the school's gymnasium and…

Oh, sweet Lord in heavens.

If I put all the girls I did until now together, they still wouldn't be a match to her. Not even close.

How can a girl be so beautiful?

She waves and smiles and does a little routine with the other girls, and everyone's clapping and loudly supporting them, and I too realize that I suddenly am on my feet, clapping like crazy and yelling stupid shit like "GO BEAVERS" (I'm not even sure what kind of animal that is).

I just know that for a split second, she looked directly at me. She did. And her magnificent smile broadened just a bit more. I'm sure of it.

She will be mine.

A/N I know, I'm sorry, pls don't kill me. I have a ton of explanations and excuses, but it all comes to the fact that again I'm way too late with updating. I will really try to do better in future.

In the meantime, thank you for reading :)