Tyrone was her ex. She went back for one last fuck and to relive "good times" and ends up pregnant but leads this dude on to believe the child is his. He made a nursery in his home, the whole nine yards. He did dump the roastie though and changed his number despite her pleading and telling him it was a drunken mistake
"She was totally aware it could not be mine. She was a crazy catholic, when I first found out about the child I suggested adoption as an option. I had been with her for a couple years and loved her dearly so in the end I dropped it and tried to do the right thing. The most painful thing about all of this was the amount of trust she betrayed. I had worked my ass off for 9 months to get a house and was absolutely excited the day the baby was born. She knew I spent hours pacing at night about how I would provide for everything. She knew I worked 40+ hours a week while going to school. In the end I like to think she thought the baby was going to be mine but realistically I think she was trying to trap me into raising the child she couldn't abort. And that really fucking hurt."
"I entered shortly after the child was born. I noticed he had a rather dark pigment (i'm olive so it wasn't that unexpected). As soon as I saw the child I knew it wasn't mine. Not that I could tell from the physical characteristics (though it was kind of obvious) but instinct told me something was wrong immediately. While in the room I was seeing red. I tasted nothing but charcoal and smelled nothing but sulphur. It was a completely outofbody experience. I was sitting in the room knowing the doctors and nurses were judging me. I knew I'd have to call my friends and family and tell them the supposed mother of my child was a cheating whore. I ended up asking my ex about an hour after she settled into her new bed in the hospital. She confirmed my worst fears. At that moment I blacked out. Next thing I remember I was having a cigarette outside getting questioned for punching a hole in the wall of the nursery. I cut the hospital a check for $300 for the wall, called a cab and laid in bed for the next 3 weeks calming my nerves with Jack Daniels."
"She was totally aware it could not be mine. She was a crazy catholic, when I first found out about the child I suggested adoption as an option. I had been with her for a couple years and loved her dearly so in the end I dropped it and tried to do the right thing. The most painful thing about all of this was the amount of trust she betrayed. I had worked my ass off for 9 months to get a house and was absolutely excited the day the baby was born. She knew I spent hours pacing at night about how I would provide for everything. She knew I worked 40+ hours a week while going to school. In the end I like to think she thought the baby was going to be mine but realistically I think she was trying to trap me into raising the child she couldn't abort. And that really fucking hurt."
"I entered shortly after the child was born. I noticed he had a rather dark pigment (i'm olive so it wasn't that unexpected). As soon as I saw the child I knew it wasn't mine. Not that I could tell from the physical characteristics (though it was kind of obvious) but instinct told me something was wrong immediately. While in the room I was seeing red. I tasted nothing but charcoal and smelled nothing but sulphur. It was a completely outofbody experience. I was sitting in the room knowing the doctors and nurses were judging me. I knew I'd have to call my friends and family and tell them the supposed mother of my child was a cheating whore. I ended up asking my ex about an hour after she settled into her new bed in the hospital. She confirmed my worst fears. At that moment I blacked out. Next thing I remember I was having a cigarette outside getting questioned for punching a hole in the wall of the nursery. I cut the hospital a check for $300 for the wall, called a cab and laid in bed for the next 3 weeks calming my nerves with Jack Daniels."
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