Jason finds out about his secret child and emotions explode out of him. His relationship couldn't be more fragile with May, than it is now.
He's about to learn, it’s not just May's family who
knew about little Dolly.
Is there no one who didn't know?
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Closing the door, Jason slipped the chain lock across. The thought of slamming his fist into
the wooden door was very prominent. No matter how many hours past his anger and pain
never seemed to ease. The beer he had seemed to just be like water, there was no kick in his
gut or even hope in his chest. These were his usual responses to beer.
Turning his back towards the door he slid to the floor emotionally drained. He took
the emotional beating time and time again. He believed he deserved it for pushing May
towards College; away from him forever.
Jason hated himself, his life and how it all turned out. He remembered the good
Father saying. 'No good deed goes unpunished'.
Pushing his hands through his hair, he tried to find some sort of strength left in him.
The cold breeze coming in from the open Kitchen window by passed him and he allowed his
sobs to not over take him. He listened to his best friend’s truck pulling away. This wasn't
Drew's fault. He just wished for guidance on how to handle this. Right now if Drew was here
then they would only end up fighting.
How did this child remain a secret from him?
Sitting on the floor he knew they all kept it from him. Arnold, May's father knew all
along and allowed seven years to pass without so much as a hint. His thoughts on family and
the connection they all shared shattered.
Jason could almost see the trust he once had for them rain down in glittering shards.
He wondered if May ever thought about him for a second. What this might do to him or
Did she ever love him or was she looking to join the teen girl trend of having a kid
before marriage; before commitment.
So many questions tormented him and his lip quivered; his teeth tried to hold it still.
“Why May?” He half-heartedly shouted out. He muffled his shout with his hands and
felt his soul reach out to Abby, to God. Jason didn't have a clue on how Abby would have
handled this, yet he could hear her advice surrounding him.
Almost like she was still with him.
Jason hated how good she was at this. Abby would have had a cry and forgiven him;
like she had done a hundred times before he broke her heart. She would tell him to stand by
his child. Her mothering instincts got into every fibre of his being.