Sean Jackson
Everything went according to plan. Well except the broken nose. Everything else was going just right. I could have punched Taylor back but I had to fake that he actually punched me so hard to the point where I was actually knocked out.
See there was a reason why I kept coming back, wasn't just for Julia. It was Logan I wanted. He's not Taylor's son. I took a DNA sample myself when he was in the nursery. Not that hard to get into a nursery. The hospital really needs to get their security up.
I knew Julia was having Logan because the day she was having Logan I was at the hospital for other business. I got my good old friend Patrick to run DNA test on Logan. I knew he was my son the minute I saw him but I had to make sure.
He was, in fact, my son but Julia paid the nurse to say no matter what say Logan is Taylor's son. Poor Taylor I really feel for the guy. He married a girl that would lie straight to his face. I really do feel for him but hey better him than me.
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"You're a crazy motherfucker," Patrick says as I enter the car.
"Hey, you would do the same if it was your son."
"Well see I have daughter's so I don't have this problem."
"Let's just hope everything goes to plan."
"How are you exactly planning to get Logan out of the house?" Patrick asked as he starts the car up.
"He goes to Grey-Sloan Memorial elementary. Saw their schedule on the fridge. From what I can see it looks like its a charter school."
"Your son must be smart to get into a school like that now and days."
I shrug my shoulders. "Taylor is a football player, of course, he is going to put him in the best school of the state."
"I hated charter school. My teachers were a bitch." Patrick says chuckling a little.
"Yeah well if everything goes to plan. He won't be going there for long."
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Loooooooooooooooong overdue update.
Honestly, thank you for being patient with my lazy ass.
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