The past couple of weeks have been good, I have been clean going on 7 months, and today is the day we scheduled to do the paternity test. Bentley was hyped up on sugar and wouldn't stay still. I placed him on my lap as they swabbed my mouth and his mouth. Amanda refused that Bentley did it, but the doctor had him swabbed regardless of her agreement. As we were walking out, she started complaining "You know it's sick how you don't believe he's your son now that Casey said something. She probably hopes he isn't so she can have you back." I turned to her "Actually she's hoping the opposite, but you know her so well right?" I picked Bentley up "I'm taking him tonight; you need to get over Casey being around him because she is part of my life again and you have no say in whose in my life." I opened my back door and put him in his car seat, she crossed her arms "I don't want Casey around him. He's my son and I don't want you playing house with your girlfriend."