“I’m pregnant.”
“Whore!”
“Skyler!” I exclaimed. “You’re supposed to be helping me!”
“Sorry, but wouldn’t your dad sound like that?”
“I guess, but…ugh what if I just didn’t say anything?”
“Scar, let me paint you a picture. You go to your Dad’s house for dinner, having already told your mother to also come. It’s time to pour drinks and you say ‘no thank you’ and everyone looks at you like you’re insane. There are two possible questions that will be asked. One, ‘are you pregnant?’. Two, ‘are you back on drugs?’.” Skyler explained.
“Huh.” I grunted.
“So no matter what you would have to reveal that your stomach is being occupied by two little trust fund babies.”
“This is why you’re my friend,” I nodded. “You tell it like it is.”
“That’s what I’m here for. So nut up and tell your parents you’re pregnant. Invite the boys to make the blow softer.”
“Now that’s not a bad idea at all! My mom loves those boys! Skyler, you’re brilliant, do you know that?”
“I do. So tell me something I don’t know.” She smirked.
“I kissed both Grayson and Lee.”
“You really are a whore!”
***
“Are you sure now is the best time to tell them?” Lee asked as we drove to my Dad’s house. “I mean should you even be around them while being pregnant?”
“I promised I would spend time with Gerald, and my dad drinking and breaking glass won’t harm the babies.” I informed him.
“I don’t see why we can’t wait until after we know who the father is to tell them.” Grayson muttered.
“A part of recovery is being transparent. I think my family should know that for a time I didn’t know who the father of my children was…also if I don’t drink, they’ll be suspicious.”
“Fair enough, you are kind of a lush,” Lee agreed.
I smacked his arm. “Shut up!”
“There’s those mood swings!”
We pulled up to my dad’s house. I was late as always.
I rang the doorbell. Gerald answered the door. His eyes lit up upon seeing me. I hugged him tightly.
“Hey buddy,” I ruffled his hair. “You remember Grayson and Lee right?”
“Yeah, your rich boyfriends. I’m a green belt now, just you guys know.”
“Noted,” Lee whispered.
“Got it,” Grayson nodded.
They were actually scared of this little kid!
“Late as always,” Dad commented.
“Drunk as always.” I shot back as I sat down.
Dad didn’t even bother acknowledging the boys. He didn’t like either of them. He hated them because at some point they had told him that he was a bad father. He didn’t like being told that even if it was true.
My father was a mean alcoholic, so Father of the Year was never going to be obtainable for him. And yet, I still wanted his love and affection.
Daddy issues win again.
“So why have you invited all of these people into my home?” Dad asked.
“Can we at least try to have a nice meal?” I asked. “We can talk about everything else later.”
“I agree with Scarlett,” My homewrecking, but strangely nice stepmother stated.
“Thank you Sophia,” I smiled. “Now how has everyone’s week been?”
“I got on the honor roll, Scarlett!” Gerald announced. “The ceremony is next Friday. Can you come?”
“Of course I can. I’ll take the morning off.” I smiled. “Proud of you kiddo.”
“Can Lee and Grayson come too?”
The boys looked taken aback. “Of course,” Lee said. “We’ve been driving Scarlett everywhere anyways.”
“True we’re like chauffeurs.” Grayson laughed.
“Why?” My mother asked. “Did she get her license revoked or something?”
“She probably got high on coke and crashed her car,” Dad snorted.
One thing my dad loved more than drinking was reminding me and everyone else in my life that I was a drug addict. But if you bring up the fact that he likes to drink way too much he gets upset.
My therapist in rehab suggested that he’s so mad at me and my addiction because he sees himself in me and it makes him uncomfortable. And it makes him even more angry that I was actually taking the steps to overcome my addiction.
I think he’s just an asshole.
“I didn’t crash my car dad,” I rolled my eyes.
“So why are you being driven around like you’re the Queen of England? Do you have these boys in that tight of a chokehold?”
“Yes, I do.”
“You really should pick one of them already, Scarlett,” Mom declared. “Either that or you'll end up losing both of them.”
“Oh there’s no way to lose both of them at this point,” I muttered.
“That’s very narcissistic to say.” Dad said.
“Must run in the family.”
“Are you on drugs again?”
Oh here we fucking go.
“I have never been further from drugs, I assure you!” I snapped.
“Scar,” Grayson whispered. “Maybe you should tell them now.”
“Ugh, maybe.”
“Not yet,” Lee hissed. “I need more to drink!”
I slid my glass over to him. “Here, have mine.”
Lee quickly downed the rest of the drink.
We continued small talk that wasn’t exactly polite, since that wasn’t how I would ever describe anything my family said.
A wave of nausea hit me out of nowhere. I held my hand to my mouth, praying I could keep it down. I didn’t think I could.
“Excuse me!” I bolted up and ran to the bathroom.
I barely made it. I was absolutely sick of this part of pregnancy. When would I get to the part when I was just super cute with my big bump? When I sat back down at the table everyone was staring at me.
“What?” I asked.
“Honey, we know.” Mom stated.
“You do?”
“It’s so obvious.” Dad sighed. “You’ve barely eaten and you’ve drank nothing.”
“I just can’t right now,” I shook my head.
“We’ll get you the help you need.” Sophia urged.
“Help?”
“You clearly have a binging and purge problem.” Mom shut her eyes. “God where did we go wrong with you!”
“Lots of places, but I don’t have a purging problem, I’m pregnant!”
Silence followed.
No one spoke until my father. “Whore!”
Yeah, I saw that coming.
“Don’t call her that!” Lee snapped.
“You’re gonna have a baby?” Gerald looked horrified.
“No, I’m gonna have two.” I winced.
“That’s um…big news!” Sophia laughed nervously. “Um, congratulations?”
“Which one of you knocked up my daughter?” Dad demanded. “Start talking now!”
Lee and Grayson quickly started talking at the same time, trying to explain the situation, but no one could really understand them.
“Okay!” I shouted. “We don’t know who knocked me up alright? We will find out in a few days. I just wanted to tell you guys so you could see that I’m a responsible adult, but it seems I’m the only responsible adult in this room!”
“Woah?” Grayson asked. “I’m very responsible!”
“You couldn’t even wear a condom,” I pointed out.
“I thought you were on birth control!”
“Fine, that’s on me, but it’s not like I was getting laid before that!”
“Whose choice was that?” Lee asked.
“Literally you two! You had the secret ‘Don’t Sleep with Scarlett’ Deal going on behind my back!”
“I’m sorry, rewind. You’re pregnant with twins and you don’t know who the father is?” Mom asked. “Seriously where did we go wrong with you?”
“Think of any point you could have gone right with me, that’s where you went wrong. Literally every time!” I yelled.
“Can we just have one quiet dinner?” Gerald questioned.
“No Gerald, I don’t think we can,” I sighed.
Grayson and Lee’s phones started buzzing. “Hi Mom, I can’t talk right no-what?! Well, how do you know that? You’re still checking up on her?! You’re insane, I have to go!”
“Father?” Lee asked. “Huh? Are you crazy? Why would you do that?! I told you to stay out of my personal life! Next time listen!”
“What’s going on?” I asked.
“My parents know you’re pregnant.” Grayson informed me.
“So does my father,” Lee added.
“How?”
“They had you followed.” They chorused.
Whoever was the father of my children, their grandparents were going to be insane.
I thought telling my parents was going to be bad enough.Now I was sitting at brunch with the Wrenfords and the Windsors and I couldn’t even have any mimosas. “So, I hear you guys have been having me followed,” I declared. “It was just for your own good, Scarlett.” Belinda Wrenford assured me. “You know we worry about you. We wanted to make sure that you’re not relapsing.”“Well I definitely won’t be doing that in the next eight months!”No one laughed. Whatever that was funny as hell.“So when will we find out who the father of these children are?” Hal Windsor asked.“In a few days, and then this whole mess will be over. I will be with the father of my children.” I said firmly. “How have you been Scarlett?” Ninette Windsor questioned. “Are you keeping up with your prenatals and getting enough rest?”“I’m really trying, just with whole situation and work-”“Well you’re going to be quitting your job right?” Alistair Wrenford asked. “Um not at all. How am I supposed to pay for thin
“Fuck! Fuck! Fuuck!”Lee and Grayson looked at me like I was insane. “Yeah, I thought that you would be your reaction,” Dr. Conner stated. “No, this isn’t…it’s not possible!” I cried. “Actually it is…what are you doing right now? Can the three of you come to the hospital, I feel that we should discuss this in person.” “Yes, please, because this doesn’t make any sense at all to me!”“Okay, just breathe and come now.”I hung up.“So?” Lee asked. “We gotta go to the hospital.”I would let Dr. Conner share the news with them, because if I did it, I might puke.***“No! That’s impossible!” Grayson exclaimed. “There’s no way!” Lee shouted.“Gentlemen, please calm down and let me explain,” Dr. Conner said soothingly. They took a deep breath and nodded. “This is very possible and it has happened before. It’s called heteropaternal superfecundation.”“Try saying that five times fast!” I laughed hysterically.“Basically Scarlett released multiple eggs during ovulation and you each fertil
I was gonna puke.For the first time ever mine, Grayson, and Lee’s parents were all meeting. We were sitting down for dinner to let them know the shocking and inconvenient news. This would end in one of three ways: sobbing, fist fighting, or yelling. And it was possible all three things would occur and even more possible that worse things would happen.And couldn’t have a single drink throughout it.Peachy.At some point I had to go shopping. Clothes were becoming much too tight on me and I was starting to get just a little self conscious. “I’m hideous!” I cried. “Scar, come on, you look beautiful.” Lee insisted. “Why am I wearing a white dress, I look like the Michelin Man!” “You’re way prettier than that guy,” Grayson assured me. “This dress is perfect, babe.”“You’re only saying that because we’re running late,” I huffed. “I mean kinda. We don’t want to be late and deliver the most hectic news of our lives too.”“Fine, I’m ready to go.” I grabbed my purse and stomped out of t
“That’s my boy!” Alistair exclaimed. “That’s that Wrenford right hook!”“Grayson!” I gasped. “I’m sorry, but what the fuck is wrong with him?” Grayson shook his hand out. My dad stumbled up from the floor, his nose bleeding. “Scott, are you okay?” Sophia asked in alarm.Dad snatched the tissue from her hand and quickly wiped his nose before standing up and walking around the table over to Grayson. Oh no.He hit Grayson before tackling him to the ground.“Daddy enough!” I cried. Lee tried to break them up but he pretty much ended up getting involved. The other men finally intervened and it just became a mess of fists and cursing. Every single man involved in this scuffle was going to be in my children’s lives. The most important men in their lives at that. I had to pick a really good godfather for each so they could have some kind of stability. Finally everything simmered down and Grayson and my dad were separated. “You’re never coming anywhere near my child!” Grayson screamed.
“Do you think the house will be easy to baby proof?” Grayson asked.“Can we get carpet on the stairs to make them less slippery?” Lee questioned.“Oh, maybe we can get like an elevator in here?”“Guys, please!” I groaned. “Can you at least introduce yourself first!”“Right,” Grayson laughed. “I’m Grayson Wrenford.”“And I’m Lee Windsor.” He shook her hand.“And I’m Scarlett Watson.”“I’m Mei, so nice to meet you all.”Mei was a very pretty Asain woman with perfectly done black hair. She had stylish glasses over her bright brown eyes and she had a warm smile. I could see how she sold houses so easily. I would buy anything from her.“So we’re thinking about baby proofing at some point. Which two of you are expecting?” Mei questioned. “Oh all of us,” I smiled. “There’s two passengers on board and one belongs to each of them.”That was just the easiest way to explain it. Mei’s eyes widened, before she shook it off. “Wow, that’s um…very new age!”“That’s a fun way of putting it,” I laugh
“You went with house three?!” Lee demanded. “And you didn’t even tell us?!”“Did you even consider the houses that we picked out?” Grayson accused. “Yes I did actually, much more than I should have. I’m the only one who is guaranteed to be living in this house so why the hell would I get anyone else’s opinion on it?” I asked. “One of us is going to live there though!”“Sure, if you’re lucky.”“You went behind our backs and had our parents buy the house!” Lee exclaimed. “You two sure are quick to forget that I told them to buy me a house. Not you two! I’m letting you live in my house.” I reminded them. “I liked house number three and that’s where I’ll live. You two don’t like it? Live somewhere else!”The both looked disgruntled, but there was nothing they could do.I held the babies, so I held the power. --“I’ve never heard a worse idea,” Skyler admitted when I told her about the three of us living together. “I know, but what else can I do? I can’t be carted back and forth on a
“Well this is a PR nightmare!” Belinda cried out.“It's not that bad, mom.” Grayson assured her. “I mean people were going to find out soon enough right?”“Yes, but I wanted us to be able to control that narrative, Grayson. It's not easy to announce that Scarlett is pregnant by two men simultaneously.”It really does make me sound like a slut.“It was that EJ guy Scar, I just know it!” Skyler exclaimed.“No way, he's in the pictures too!”“Who is EJ?” Hal asked.“He's the scholarship kid at Wrenford.” I answered.“EJ?” Alistsair asked.“See they don't even know him!” Skyler stated.“Do you mean Elliot Choi?” Belinda questioned.“Yes, Choi is his last name. He must go by EJ. See?” I raised my eyebrows.“Alright he's cleared for now.”“So what do we do?” Lee asked.“A press conference.” Alistair sighed. “We should tell the public before they find out on their own.”“We’re moving in next week, someone would have noticed we all go to the same house,” I pointed out. “While I’m not thrilled
I walked back into the house.“Scarlett, what is he doing here?” Grayson asked getting up protectively. “I’m not here to fight,” Dad said quietly. “I’m here to apologize. I’m sorry to the both of you for how I’ve treated you.”“Scarlett, can we talk in the kitchen real quick?” Lee asked. “Just one second Dad.” I whispered before following the boys in the kitchen. “What’s up?”“Scar, he can't stay here.” Grayson said quietly. “He’s dangerous.”“He’s not staying, he just wants to talk. Gray…he wants to get better. He said so. I can help him.”“That’s not your job,” Lee stated. “I know but…all my life he’s been sick. I can help change that now. No one can get help on their own.” I declared. “I have to at least try right?”They exchanged looks, but I think they realized I was going to do this no matter what they said. They nodded. “The first sign of him being violent and that’s it.” Grayson said fimly. “The babies have to come first.”“Okay, I promise.” I gave them both kisses on the