Connor's POV
I began reflecting on how I became a father at the age of 17, not only to 1 kid but to 2 kids. I was in deep thought as I thought about the time I got really drunk at this party I threw while my parents were out of town. My girlfriend Amanda was away at a summer job and wouldn't be back until another three weeks. Right before school started back. I ended up getting so wasted at the party and hooked up with this chick named Heather, whom came from the wrong side of the tracks. In my defense I vaguely remember hooking up with her, which resulted in me impregnating her that night. This wasn't her first rodeo. She would hook up with rich kids in hopes of getting pregnant. After two unsuccessful attempts resulting in miscarriages she got what she wanted. A baby. So I wanted to do the right thing of course so I stepped up which caused friction with my girlfriend Amanda who was also pregnant at the time. I wanted to be a good father, but being there for both the mothers of my kids was a challenge, especially with Heather purposely trying to ruin my relationship with Amanda. I loved Amanda and she was the only person I wanted to be with. I kept reassuring her and eventually I was able to gain her trust again. Heather gave birth to my son Ryan, and a month later Amanda gave birth to our daughter Ava. I got sole custody of Ryan shortly after he was born, when it was revealed that Heather went to prison for the murder of her ex boyfriend Trent. I knew Heather had issues and Ryan was better off. Amanda and I got married after high school and with the help of our parents we were able to finish college. We've been doing our best to raise our kids. Even though it's been 7 years, I got an email from Heather's lawyer, saying that she could be eligible for parole in the next couple of months. I didn't tell anyone. I was dreading the idea of Heather getting out of a prison. She turned my life upside down and became a nightmare. The only great thing that came out of meeting Heather was my son whom I loved so much. I was awaken from my thoughts when I heard
my kids fighting. That was their morning routine.
"Give me back my toy Ava," my son, Ryan screamed at his sister. "No I was playing with it first." Ava yelled back. "But it's mine!" Ryan cried. "So give it back!" "I'm telling Mommy you're being mean!" Ava threatened. "I'm telling Daddy, "you're taking my toys." Ryan yelled. I groaned in annoyance as my kids continued their bickering. I checked the time on my phone. It read 7:03 a.m. It was Saturday and I desperately wanted to sleep in since it was the weekend. I looked over at Amanda who was sleeping peacefully. How is she sleeping through all of this? "Babe, babe I shook her lightly." She jumped up. "Did we oversleep again?" "Are we late?" She panicked. "No babe, relax." "It's Saturday." I replied. "Then what is it?" She silently groaned.
We heard banging on our door. "Mommy! Ryan's being a meanie!" Ava yelled. "Okay I'm up." Amanda sighed and then turning to give me a smile as I smiled back. I stroked her hair, leaning in to give her a kiss. "I love you," I replied softly. "I love you too." She replied back
"Mommy!" Ava yelled again. Amanda got up from the bed, opening the door as the kids rushed in.
"Ava Elizabeth Walker what is going on?" Amanda said giving Ava a stern look. "Ryan won't let me play with his toys." Ava pouted giving Ryan a mean look." "But Ava you have your own toys." "Why are you taking your brother's toys?" Asked Amanda. "Because I want his." Ava whined. "Ava" Amanda replied giving Ava a serious look. "What did I say?" "Okay." Ava sighed. "Kids go brush your teeth and Daddy and I will be down to make you breakfast."
Amanda's POV
After getting the kids settled, I went to the bathroom to take a pregnancy test. I decided to stop taking my pills since Connor and I wanted to try for another baby. I waited patiently for the results. Moments passed and finally it was time. Disappointment flew across my face as the test read negative. I held my head down and sighed. I heard a knock on the door.
"Amanda are you in there?" Connor replied. "Yes." I answered opening the door. Connor saw the look of disappointment on my face.
"Babe what's wrong?" He questioned. I revealed the pregnancy results. Connor look at me and gave me a hug. "It's okay babe, we can try again."