Boy meets Girl. Boy tells his friends she’s a “Bad looking little bitch with a fat ass” and approaches. Girl plays coy but exchanges numbers with him nonetheless. Boy wakes up and sees an unknown number, remembers, and the flirting begins.
Two weeks later boy ends up at girl’s house. Boy and girl begin to do what grown folk do, except he doesn’t have a condom. He stops. She says her period ended two days ago so she’s on her “safe period”. Girl straddles him, kisses him softly, grinds on him, well aware of the fact that one often reaches a point of no return when Lust is involved, no matter how rational they may be otherwise. Boy stops her and says they can do this, but if she falls pregnant, he doesn’t care because he didn’t want to do this, she insisted. She says it’s fine.
Four rounds later, boy goes home.
Six months later, girl calls. She’s pregnant.
Boy hangs up.
What happened was, all of this. Except Boy is a Man in his late twenties and Girl her early twenties.
He told me his story proudly as we walked, on our way home. With a crisp “No, fuck that bitch” at the end of it.
I was speechless.
He’s proudly saying that he wants nothing to do with a child that may be his because he told his mother he wouldn’t look after the child should she fall pregnant. There’s a little boy out there with his genes, and he won’t acknowledge his existence because he simply doesn’t want to.
On the one hand, fine, let’s be honest, that Lady should have known better. Whether or not she was on her “safe period”, she had sex with basically, a stranger, who outright told her he would not care about what happened afterward. Why not get the morning after pill?
She called him hopeful. Thinking that knowing he had created a Life with her, he may care, may bother. He didn’t.
From what I gather, he once gave her a bit of money to take the boy to the clinic, other than that, he’s made no contribution towards the child’s well-being in any way. He proudly says “No, I don’t give a fuck, I told her” and continues to tell me how she recently called him to inform him she’s considering moving on to find a man to cater to her and her child’s needs, to which his response was…wait for it..Can you guess?
“I don’t give a fuck.”
I still don’t know how to feel about it. Two silly people met, had sex, and created a large mess they can’t be mature enough to resolve.
Why would a woman be that irresponsible?
Why would a man be that callous?
How could two parents be so immature? So selfish? So.. Childish?
So Girl had a boy by the Boy and seems to be trying to be a Woman.
Boy remains a Boy.
A father to a boy who might just grow up to be just like him.
A little man who’ll grow up to relate a little too well to J.Ivy’s “Dear Father.”