Diana is a 16 year old girl that suffers from a simi form of insanity, her parents are doing their best to stop her from getting in fights at school and being disrespectful but nothings working nor do they know how serious the problem is. When she m...
"We did a series of test on your son to make sure he had no complications, one of those test included a DNA test."
I slightly frowned. "O.....k", I say looking at her.
She sighed. "O'Shea Jackson is not your child's father," She finished.
I was dumbfounded. "No no no", I started.
I continued. "He's the only....-", I drifted off into the thought of Eric.
"Oh fuck", I say with my hands on my face.
"Would you like for me to tell Mr. Jack-."
"No!", I shout cutting her off.
I sighed, "I'll tell him."
"Okay", She says before walking out of the room.
I watched O'Shea walked back in the room with the baby, I thought to myself "How the hell am I gonna tell him this."
"What was that about?", He asked.
"Nothing important", I say with my arms out for the baby.
He handed him to me, we signed the release papers and finally left the hospital.
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• BabyO'Shea •
2 Weeks Later:
With each day that passed I contemplated whether I should tell O'Shea or not. I should have been told him but he treats us so well, I love seeing how he holds him and talks to him; He's meant to be a father, but... He's not one.
I get up, walk to the closet and get dressed; when I'm finished I wash my face and brush my teeth. I walked to baby O'Shea and get him dressed before heading downstairs and outside. I strap him in the back and get in the front before pulling off and driving to Eric's house hoping he was there.
I parked the car and saw one of his cars in the driveway, I got out of the car and got O'Shea out of the car seat before walking to the door and knocking.
I waited for a few minutes and finally Dj Yella answered the door.
"Hi", I say in a weak tone.
"Hey", He says with a hesitant look on his face.
"Can I come in?", I questioned.
"Yeah but", He started.
He continued. "Don't say anything to piss e off... He been talking about you.... A lot", He says before widening the door. I smiled at thought of him not being able to get me off of his mind. I walked inside and into the living room.
"Awww hell nah", I hear Eric shout.
I sighed.
"The muthafuckin nerve of this trick", He says staring at me.
"Eric I-."
"No bitch, step", He says still looking at me.
"Eric I-."
"No bitch, step", He says calmly.
"Eric for real I-."
"No bitch, step!", He yells.
My eyes watered as I just stared at him.
"Cry me a fuckin river hoe", He says before putting his feet up on the footrest.
I looked at baby O'Shea who was still sleeping and held my mouth before quickly turning around and walking to the front door. Eric is the only person who can do this to me..
Eric sighed before getting up and jogging to me, he pulled me to him and kissed me deeply; I held on to his shirt tightly before Burying my face in his chest.
My breathing got heavier and I noticed that I was crying harder and harder, I literally could not stop.
"Diana... Diana", He repeated.
Tears fell more rapidly as he held me.. I don't know what came over me, I guess I had been hiding my feelings for him for too long.
"Baby stop", He says wiping my tears with his thumbs before pecking my lips.
I was finally able to calm down to where I could talk.
I look in his eyes.
"This is your baby", I say sniffing.
"What?", He questioned.
I continued. "They did a DNA test and its definitely not O'Shea's, and you and O'Shea are the only people I've been with.... I was wondering why he didn't look like O'Shea... Its cause he looks like you."
He frowned. "Why the fuck you gotta lie to me, what cube didn't want you no more or something?"
"Eric!", I shout out of frustration.
"Just look at his face", I say handing him to Eric.
Eric hesitantly took him before looking at him deeply, slowly a small smile stretched across his face.
"He's mine", He says astonished.
He rubbed his face gently.
He looked up at me, "what'd you name him?", He asked.
