"I'm forced to financially support a child, not of my choosing, and had no say in whether he should be brought into this family! Can you say the same?"
"I'm being hounded by my family at every turn. How about you Camryn?"
"I won't bother starting to work out what my mother and father have sacrificed. Don't you dare stand there and preach to me about fucking sacrifice. You wouldn't know what sacrifice was, even if it jumped up and bit you on the ass."
"Why did you ask me to behave myself this weekend?"
"Camryn wiped a tear from her face with the back of her hand and in a meek voice replied, "I know you David, and I know you'll sulk; you'll standoff in a corner and make it difficult for anyone to converse with you. You'll be a wet blanket on the whole day. It will make your mother unhappy with how you're acting. The whole family will be here and they'll see your refusal to interact with your son. Hell! I haven't ever seen you so much as even touch him, let alone pick him up if he's crying."
I almost laughed at that, "You don't know me at all Camryn; if you did we wouldn't be in this fucked up mess you made. One reason I don't want to be at this party is because every time I get anywhere near my brothers; their snide comments and innuendoes make me angry enough to want to start knocking heads together. Do you know what they're saying? That I got you knocked up just so we'd get the prize; they're saying that I've snuck in and grabbed a pocket full of money that is rightfully theirs. If I show up then I can guarantee that there will be atleast two of us stretched out on the floor, because I've had it up to my eye teeth with their smartass comments. And as far as not touching him! I'm doing you a favour there Camryn; if I were you I wouldn't trust me anywhere near him! Hell it makes me sick just knowing I don't trust myself around your son." Camryn's face paled at this latest confession and she ran from the room in tears.
Camryn was in her bedroom and I was staring at the tv; not that I was actually watching it, when my father walked in the back door, "What's this I hear about you not being at your son's first birthday party?"
I just looked at him with contempt, "For a start dad; when are you going to get it through your thick skull of yours that he's not my son, and if you're here to chew my ass about this coming weekend then the whore has already told you why I won't be there."
I could see dad was losing his cool but I didn't care, "I will not allow you to keep referring to your wife in such a derogatory manner! I don't know where I went wrong in your upbringing but I seem to have failed miserably in your case. Your lack of respect is pitiful to say the least. If your damn ego means that much to you then I'll speak with your brothers and tell them to back off."
I launched myself off the couch and stood nose to nose with my father, "Don't go there dad! I only give respect to those who show me respect, and I've had damn little of that since this has started. What are you going to tell my respectful brothers dad? That my wife did exactly what they're accusing me of? That she went out and got herself fucked by seventeen difference guys just so she could get herself pregnant and take the half million dollar bounty? As far not being a whore; I think that, that definition is rather accurate. Don't you? Whores fuck for money, and that's what she did. I'm pissed off that I'm being included in this brothel by proxy as her perceived pimp."
We both turned as we heard Camryn wail in a fit of anguish at what I had just said. I didn't know she was listening to our conversation, but it made little difference.
Dad was turning a dark shade of purple, "I don't think I want you as a son anymore David. I'm ashamed of how you're acting, Camryn only wants a loving family and you can't seem to get your head out of your ass long enough to see it."
"The one who's got his head up his ass is you dad. Just because you say he's your grandson doesn't make it so. Mum still doesn't have a grandson; there is no genetic link between him and our family. Mum doesn't have a grandchild and never will if she's relying on me to do it for her. Bradley is someone else's grandson; someone who because of a neurotic mother, a stupid father and selfish money hungry bitch will never get to meet their grandson. There's a man out there that will never have the chance of being a father to Bradley. Camryn stole his son as sure as she had lifted him from his stroller. You seem to think women have the right to bear children without the consent of the father. I'm sure that if the courts were to get involved then Camryn could very well be sued. There's more to this than a simple placating of a neurotic woman's fantasy of family. Don't worry about it dad; maybe I'm not even your son anyway. Maybe mum was so fanatical about offspring that she went out and did exactly what Camryn did. Maybe you're a cuckold as well dad; have you thought about that?"
I didn't see it coming and before I could get my bearing dad was standing over me, "You are a sorry piece of shit Dave; how dare you imply that your mother could do something like that to me."
I rubbed my jaw as I looked into his steely eyes, "Do what dad? Do something terrible and make you a cuckold? Go out and fuck seventeen guys to get pregnant, because her husband can't get the job done? Not so nice when you think of the boot being on the other foot; is it dad? You're so high and fucking mighty when someone else has to live with the consequences, just as long as you get what you want, but when your manhood is called into question you hit out at the first opportunity. You make me sick; all of you. I want nothing to do with any of this so called family."
I kept out of Camryn's way for the next day or so and left for my trip on the Friday morning. I could have left it until Monday to go, but I had no intention of being anywhere around a gaggle of clucking hens, fawning over Camryn's son and admonishing me for not getting into the spirit of the occasion. I was settling into my hotel room when my cell phone started going off. I knew it wouldn't be the whore or my dear father wondering as to my comfort or wellbeing and I was right, "Hello mother!"
I waited while she complained bitterly and chewed my ass about my absence at the party, "No mum I have to work; as you well know and made sure of; I have a damn family to support." I felt a twinge of anger that I had to lie just because my dear old dad and the whore couldn't convince her that I had to be somewhere else on this particular weekend.
"No mum I can't put it off; my job depends on me being here this weekend. As I have been reliably informed many time over the last twelve months; we all need to make sacrifices, and this is mine. Look mum I have to go; yeah, yeah give them my love." I almost puked at having to saying that.
The status quo was held for another six months and I was thinking that I'd have to accept my lot in life when the final straw was loaded onto the poor camel. Camryn had stopped bring her lovers to the house and I'm sure that dad had something to do with that, but that didn't mean she had stopped her fucking around and it meant that she had to take Bradley over to one over the rellies to babysit for her. She came into the lounge and stood staring at me until I acknowledged her, "What now?"
Camryn wrung her hands in front of her while she tried to come out with what it was that she needed me to hear, "Ummm...David, you know I love you more than life itself, and what I have to tell you isn't going to make it look like I do, but I do and want more than anything to make things right between us. I'm lonely and I need my man to comfort me. I need you David, now more than ever."
I held my hand up to stop her, "Camryn! That is a dead horse as far as I'm concerned. Just tell me what it is that you feel you need to interrupt my evening with."
She cut to the chase almost tripping over her words, "I was thinking that it would be a nice idea for Bradley to have a little brother or sister to play with!"
I just looked down and shook my head, "You were thinking ...or have you done something more than just thinking about it?" My eyes were in line with her stomach and the little bulge was suddenly noticeable, "By the look of your belly I'd say it's the latter!"
Camryn straighten her shoulders in a defiant pose, "Ok then; you're right! Bradley is going to have a little brother or sister to play with. I'm just telling you so that you won't be surprised when your mother comes to congratulate you on our next child."
