*In Brian's Car*
"Do you still want to stop by your parents'?" he asked.
"No, I'll do it in the morning, we have to talk tonight,"
"It's not important"
"It damn well is Brian, and we will talk tonight weather you like it or not!"
"Calm down woman, we'll talk,"
Brian's House*
Jakob went to his room and started playing with Brian's video games, leaving Brian and me in the living room to talk.
"Well what is it Belle?"
"Well I don't know how to say this but Mitch he I mean Jakob I..you..back when I didn't know."
"Spit it out Belle"
"All right! uh Jakob isn't Mitch's son, he's yours." His mouth dropped open and he looked at me wide eyed, his features hardened, and he looked at me with a death glare.
"You you little tramp!" he said grabbing me. He grabbed my arm. "How could you keep my son from me?! He's 5 years old and he didn't even know who I was! And Mitch, that bastard!"
"I'm sorry Brian,"
"I don't want your sorry apology! Stay the hell away from me Belle, I mean it!" then he stomped up the stairs to Jakob's room and slammed the door. Oh my God what had I did. Neither one of them deserved what I had given them. To deprive Jakob of a father and Brian a son. How stupid can you get. I was so selfish. Then the phone rang, it rang a long time and it was evident Brian wasn't going to get, it so I picked it up.
Me: Hello?
Caller: Who is this? (Woman's voice)
Me: Belle, who do you want to talk to?
Caller: Brian, put him on
Me: hold on
"Brian!" "Phone!"
