"I'm daddy?"
I look at him in disbelief. "Excuse me?" My entire body begins to shake at what is next to come from his mouth. I look down and notice my phone on the table, facing him. I look back up and watch as he softly nods.
I pick my phone up and see that Facetime was the last thing opened up. "Did you- what did you hear?" My head rests in the palm of my hand as Harry clears his throat and begins talking. "Right as you left, your phone started to buzz and wouldn't stop and I finally answered it and saw a little girl, your daughter, on the other end and you want to know what the first was that came from her mouth was?" I shake my head no but he smiles and nods anyway.
"She smiled and called me daddy. She said that I was her dad and that she was so happy to finally see and talk to me. Why would she say that Jayde?"
I'm speechless, I'm appalled I'm taken back and I can't believe what I just heard. She called me daddy
... she said that I was her dad.
"Jayde. What does she mean by that?"
"C-Can we talk about this outside, please?" He ailently nods and waves a waitress down for the final bill and to-go boxes. Once outside we carry our food along the sidewalk underneath the dim lights.
"I want answers now Jayde. No sugar coating and no funny shït."
"She called you dad because- you are. As a matter of fact, Preston's too." He shakes his head uncontrollably not seeming to believe anything that's coming out of my mouth.
"This has happened before. Women pinning children that aren't even mine against me just to get at my money. I don't care about the history we had when we were younger; even you, I will not let that happen." he stery spoke. But the way he's denying them so quickly is kind if a slap in the face. Almost makes me think did he even look at the picture I showed him.
Preston is almost the spitting image of him just with brown eyes and Aaliyah has the same curly brown hair and vibrant green eyes, just like him. There is no denying that those are not his kids.
"Do you think I'd actually do that? Espically only for the money? If I wanted any type of money I could have just went to my family, because they are so willing to help me out. And to have you actually think that I'm doing that to you is kind of a slap in the face, I thought you knew me better than to think that." I watched as his fists clenched at his sides and his eyes flutter closed. His nostrils flared and his face began turning a bright red.
"When could this have possibly happened? I know we had sex a lot but when was the exact date because I don't remember getting you pregnant, if it was me." Oh but when you hear what I have to say you will remember that day clear as glass and as sharp as a needle.
"It was our third year anniverssary. That day you took me out to breakfast at the waffle house, took me shopping and got me that diamond necklace that I wanted for over a year. Then at night you took me to the pier and we ate at that restaurant down by the water, walked around a little then you took me over to your house and then boom." I looked over at him and saw a hint of a smile on his face, him seeming to remeber the details of that day. But the smile turned into a hard line and his brows furrowed down as if he were confused.
"I thought we used condoms everytime and I thought you were on birth control?" I nod.
"I was but I guess I was in that few percent where it wasn't effective for me, I guess. And when you brought me back to your house our hormones we raging and I guess we forgot or were too in the moment."
He chuckles and I know that It not of humor but of anger and frustration. Back when we were dating, Harry voiced that eventually he wanted to have children but that was way down the road closed to or in his thirties, he's only twenty-two.
"No that can't be true. I am not those children's father and as much as I hate to admit I feel like you're only trying to extort me for my money. Those are some other man's children, not mine."
It frustrates me that he doesn't get it and won't believe me. But knowing Harry, he'd need a DNA test, birth certificates and a blood test to eveb consider them to possibly be his. He has always been so difficult and stubborn when it came to proving him things, espically this big.
"Say those conceptually are my kids, why wouldn't you have told me the moment you found out you were pregnant?"
"It was around the time you were getting into drugs and alcohol and you weren't stable at all. It was also around the time you got shot and to bring up that you were about to have a baby in the state that you were in wouldnt have been the best idea. Besides I was a month pregnant but didnt know it at the time when you cheated so I was angry at you and felt you couldn't handle the father role because you were still stuck in your partying and teenage ways." His features soften and he cocks his head to the right towards a bench. We both sit down on opposite end and look out across the lake.
"But you're the one who up and left without telling anyone." He looks to me with an emotion that I can't quite put my finger on. I know me levaing probably tore him apart especially since I never told him bye or gave any warning at all. " I did what I had to do. Maybe if I got back and stayed with you, you wouldn't be as successful as you are today so it worked out for both of us I guess."
"Saying it like that makes me seem like the selfish one when in all honesty and truth it was you. I had no clue you were pregnant and maybe if I wpuld have known I probably wouldn't have done what I did." I'm taken back so far by this. Is he actually claiming that im the reson he displayed such horrible behavior?
"Are you trying to say that Im the resson you cheated on me and acted so wild and like a delinquent?"
"If the shoe fits. You pushed me arpund so much and made me do things I either did not want to do or made me uncomfortable."
"Then don't do it! Simple as that Harry! Or you could hqve told me how you really felt and could have been like 'Jayde stop you're doing to much or going to far.' That was the main issue in our relationship; you sucked at communicating."
"Says the girl who left and didn't tell." He scoffs. I can't believe hes trying to pin everything in me, its so unbelievable.
"I'm done with this conversation and I'm done with you. Thank you for dinner, have a nice night."
