Dally’s Perspective
“Pregnant?” I whisper.
“Yeah.” She says, tears filling her eyes.
My first reaction is to hug her, but then I can’t.
It was my fault we were in this mess.
I needed to clear my head.
So I walked out.
I wish I didn’t.
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She found comfort in a guy friend. She thought I was walking out on her.
But I wasn’t.
I just needed some space… Some time to sort things out in my head.
I needed time to adjust to the fact that I was going to be a dad.
Johnny is two now. And apparently the time we were apart, (Y/N) got close to (Your best guy دوستوں name), and now they were dating. I was extremely jealous to see the mother of my child with another boy, because I still loved her.
So I was with Johnny at the park on one of the days I got him. He was playing around on the playground when he کہا “Mommy and daddy are going to see a movie tonight.”
And I fucking lost it.
My son was calling this other guy daddy.
He was not his father and would never be his father.
And I loved his mother.
So I did the natural thing, take Johnny back to (Y/N)’s house. When she walked toward us, I stopped her and kissed her. One long kiss.
She started to say something but I cut her off.
“I need us again. When I left that دن آپ told me about Johnny, it wasn’t because I didn’t want to be with you, it was because I was upset with myself at what I did to you. I had to process some things. I still love you, and always will. Today, Johnny called (your best guy دوستوں name) daddy. I’m his daddy. We need to be the mommy and daddy together. I miss آپ so much.”
Her eyes were watering. “I missed آپ too.”
“Pregnant?” I whisper.
“Yeah.” She says, tears filling her eyes.
My first reaction is to hug her, but then I can’t.
It was my fault we were in this mess.
I needed to clear my head.
So I walked out.
I wish I didn’t.
***********
She found comfort in a guy friend. She thought I was walking out on her.
But I wasn’t.
I just needed some space… Some time to sort things out in my head.
I needed time to adjust to the fact that I was going to be a dad.
Johnny is two now. And apparently the time we were apart, (Y/N) got close to (Your best guy دوستوں name), and now they were dating. I was extremely jealous to see the mother of my child with another boy, because I still loved her.
So I was with Johnny at the park on one of the days I got him. He was playing around on the playground when he کہا “Mommy and daddy are going to see a movie tonight.”
And I fucking lost it.
My son was calling this other guy daddy.
He was not his father and would never be his father.
And I loved his mother.
So I did the natural thing, take Johnny back to (Y/N)’s house. When she walked toward us, I stopped her and kissed her. One long kiss.
She started to say something but I cut her off.
“I need us again. When I left that دن آپ told me about Johnny, it wasn’t because I didn’t want to be with you, it was because I was upset with myself at what I did to you. I had to process some things. I still love you, and always will. Today, Johnny called (your best guy دوستوں name) daddy. I’m his daddy. We need to be the mommy and daddy together. I miss آپ so much.”
Her eyes were watering. “I missed آپ too.”
“Hmmm… Merry Christmas.” آپ mumble.
“I got all of Danny’s presents under the tree.” He says, snuggling down into the بستر a little more.
“Did آپ remember the football?” آپ ask.
“Yeah, I remembered that. It’s the best gift.” He smiles. “He’ll love it.”
“Yeah…” آپ mumble.
“Before آپ fall back asleep, I have a present for you.” He whispers to you.
“Mhmm?”
He leans over you, دکھانا آپ a black box.
آپ open it, to see the most beautiful necklace.
“It was my mom’s.” he mutters. “I thought you’d like it.”
“I love it.”
“Merry Christmas, honey.”