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.”