Numerous Fathers (Zalfie Fanfic)

You'll Be Glad!

A week later........

I went to the doctors again.
"Yes, doctor?" I asked him.
"Your baby doesn't have like rapping," he said. By that one fact, I knew exactly who wasn't the father.

When I got back home to Alfie's they all gathered me at the door. "Woaw! Calm down, you lot!" I say, whilst hanging up my coat on the hanger. "Well, what fact is it?" Alfie asked me.
"Yes, please tell us, Zoe," Tyler begged.
"The baby doesn't like rapping," I explained. Everyone was now looking at Marcus.
"Oh yes! I'm outta here!" Marcus opens the door and says, "Slater, bitches!" and with that, he runs away, slamming the door behind him. That was that. My baby is not a Butler. Thank goodness for that. But he could now only be a Deyes, a Chapman, a Lee or an Oakley. I wonder who he/she's not......