Rebecca Pov

  It was early morning, it wasn't like stupidly early, but it was still early enough that most people were still asleep in their beds, (not that I'm most people, but it's good for gauging if something happens too early or not), I was making myself a cuppa, as I had just put Ophelia back to sleep, (she struggled to stay asleep even as a baby), when the house phone rang, so I answered that fucker so quick as to not wake any of my kids.

  "Rebecca I need your help-"

  "Donavon what the fuck happened that it couldn't wait until a more reasonable time?"

  "I have a newborn baby and I don't know how to break that to Dad"

  "Why am I the first person you told?"

  "Well you know how to break the news of a baby that you hid knowledge of from Dad"

  I don't know where Donavon got that information from, as it wasn't from me and that's definitely not the truth at all, (maybe he was being hopeful, but it didn't make it any less not true), so I told him the truth, as I needed to nip the idea that I hid my pregnancy with Jordan from people in the bud, (I didn't need that rumour to be out and about like that).

  "I didn't hide my pregnancy Donavon, I didn't know that I was pregnant with Jordan"

  "Well shit, I'm fucked!"

  "Why didn't you tell Dad when you knew?"

  "It would've been 3 for 3 with his kids becoming teen parents-"

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  "It's still 3 for 3 dipshit, 18 is still a teenager"

  "Does that mean that you're still a teenager?"

  "Yes, 19 is still a teenager"

  "Can you be there when I break the news to Dad?"

  "I'm barely 2 weeks postpartum dude, I'm not leaving my house yet, I can be on the phone when you tell him"

  "Ok, that works, I'll go wake him-"

  "Good luck with that"

  So I waited on the phone for what felt like forever, (it wasn't, I just hate being on the phone with a burning passion), though I could hear Donavon's attempts to wake Dad up, (Donavon is loud at the best of times), I was about to hang up as Dad's not a light sleeper and I didn't have all day when Donavon picked the phone back up.

  "Sorry about that, we're back"

  "You took your sweet Jesus time Donavon"

  "What does your sister have to do with this?"

  "Not a lot, but I thought that she could've helped me break the news to you but it turns out that I was missing details"

  "That's a really shit way to put it"

  "How would you have put it then Rebecca?"

  "I wouldn't be in your predicament, but even if I was, just rip it off like you would a waxing strip"

  At this point, I could tell that Dad was getting more worried as well as getting more agitated just waiting for Donavon to spit out what he needed to spit out, (though it did feel like he was drawing out the process here, he probably wasn't, but like I said, I hate being on the phone at the best of times).

  "Ok then, soIhaveanewbornbaby-"

  "What?"

  "Donavon, you need to say it so the man can hear you"

  "So I have a newborn baby"

  "So why is Rebecca- you thought she hid her pregnancy with Jordan, so when did you find out?"

  "Like max 3/4 minutes before you did"

  "Alright so Sweetheart, Donavon how long have you known about your baby?"

  "Erm, since Valentine's-"

  "That's 6 months!, do you have anything for this baby?!"

  You could ask me why I didn't just hang up at this point, but Donavon wanted me to be on the phone when he told Dad, (I don't know why, I don't think that I brought anything into the conversation at all), so I stayed for the emotional support of it all, ya know, (maybe you don't, and I get it to be honest).

  "Of course I have, I even got a better job so that I can actually afford all the shit a baby needs"

  "Is the mother going to be involved?"

  "No, she didn't want to be involved with Tegan, I've also been looking at flats so I can move out, but all the ones I found are shit"

  "So you've actually thought about this, why didn't you tell me?"

  "I didn't want to disappoint you, especially because your 3rd kid out of your 3 kids to be a teen parent, but Rebecca pointed out that I'm still a teen parent at 18"

  "Yes you are, but maths isn't your strong suit so it's fine"

  "Alright I'm gonna hang up and ye sort out this between ye"

  "Alright so Sweetheart"