Boarding Schools, Secrets, and Jerks

The Who Of Her What?

“The who of her what?” Kyle asked slightly amused

He thinks this is funny? If he’s really the dad I’ll show him funny. Me slicing him will be hilarious.

“I’m pregnant. You’re the dad.” Melissa rolled her eyes as she wrapped her arm around Kyle’s waist

I stared at her in shock, “Who the hell do you think you are?”

I wasn’t that mad before but now I’m furious. I’m not even the jealous type. But she has NO right to touch him.

“The mother of his child.” She sneered

Kyle gently pulled her off and walked behind me, “I’m sorry. But that’s impossible.”

“It’s not impossible. You’re a daddy.” She beamed at him

He wrapped his arms around my waist, “No, I’m not. I’m really sorry. But it’s absolutely impossible for me to be the father of your child.”

“Why?!” She yelled in outrage

“It just is.” Kyle said

“Why is it absolutely impossible?” I asked him

“I can only get my mate pregnant.” He said tightening his arms around my waist

I relaxed completely and nodded.

“Answer me with a good answer!” Melissa yelled stepping closer to us

Kyle pulled me tighter against his chest, “That is a good answer. I’m telling you. I can’t be the father of your baby. I’m sorry but maybe you should leave.”

“You are my baby’s daddy! You will take care of it!” She screeched in my face

What did I do?!

“Why are you yelling at me?!” I asked getting in her face

“You’re the reason why he’s denying me!” She yelled

“He’s not denying you! He’s not the baby’s dad!” I yelled back

Kyle pulled me back, “Just go.”

“NO! You’re going to take care of this thing!” She pointed angrily at him

“It’s not my baby.” Kyle said calmly

“YES, IT IS!” She screamed with a red face

“I’m pretty sure he’s not the only dude you’ve slept with.” Benji rolled his eyes as he grabbed a cookie

“SHUT UP! I WASN’T TALKING TO YOU!” She yelled at him

Ali growled loudly, “Don’t talk to him like that!”

I’m sure she was more angry than I was.

“Get the hell out of here!” I yelled at Melissa

“NO! He’s the dad of this thing! He’s going to take care of it!” Melissa shrieked

Kyle sighed, “Alyssa, Makaila. Whatever your name is. I can confidently…and proudly say, I am not the father of your baby.”

I grabbed a cookie and shoved it in my mouth. Heaven on earth! God, I love you! Thank you for my cookies!

“You are the father!” She yelled ripping his hand-that was laying on my lower stomach- off, scratching me in the process

“Damn! You have sharp nails!” I yelled lifting my shirt up to check the scratch marks that were already healing