Went out with a girl for a few months, she was slutty but seemed very innocent on the outside. She was crazy txting me non stop etc. Crazy obsessive. Telling me not to hang out with my friends
But she was hot and putting out so I was always in a dilemma where I was thinking whether I should break up or just keep screwing her even though my friends were starting to hate me for always dogging them. Eventually after only 3 months I just couldn't handle it anymore so I broke up with her. Now this is where the fun begins.
Probably one and a half years later I come home from university and she is at my house with my parents and a BABY.
I can't explain the feeling I had but I never want to experience it again. She said we should live together raise OUR child. I had doubts, huge doubts that it was my baby because I remembered her always saying that she was on the pill etc. But you know she could have been lying so I wasn't sure. Anyway she would weekly come to my house for about a month and I would tell her how do I know it is my child? she would cry around my parents saying I think she is a slut etc. Always putting me in a shitty position and she had some sort of control over me always
Anyway eventually I had the balls to go get a Paternity test.
Result:Not my child
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Cool Story Bro.
Never want to go through that shit again
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