Chapter 75

Maxwell

Brrng brrng brrng

The sound of my phone vibrating woke me from my alcohol-induced sleep and I wondered who would be calling me so early in the morning.

It was a Sunday, so that meant work free, right? Except if it was family.

I sighed and picked up the phone, accepting the call and the annoying voice of my best friend filled the line, "dude, when did you become a father?"

Ugh! I should have known it was something stupid he was going to say.

"What the f*ck! Ryan, it's 4am in the morning..." I checked the time on my phone before I said the last bit.

"I'm not kidding."

"Yeah. F*ck off!"

I cut off the line and switched off the phone before going back to sleep, and I woke up to a banging on my door a few hours later.

Approximately one hour later.

"Ugh!" I groaned and vowed to kill that motherf*cker if it turned out to be Ryan again, but it turned out to be my mother.

"You nincompoop, when did you impregnate her?" She asked almost immediately, hitting me on my arm as she walked in,