"Are you fucking serious right now?!" I asked him angrily. He shrugged. "I'm jus sayin'." He replied. "You seem like you get around a lot so I'm pretty sure that ain't my baby." I scoffed, slapping the shit out of him. "How dare you fucking call me out of my name!" I spat angrily. "How about you stop thinking with your dick and start using your damn head! this is your child! And you need to grow the fuck up and help me take care of him or her!" He rubbed his now red cheek, looking me dead in the eyes. "It ain't mine." He simply said before shutting the door and leaving me outside in the pouring rain to walk home.