7:30 pm
We pulled up in front of the clinic. Damion looks like if he heard Cara talk one more time, he would fling her out the window. We walked into the clinic together and right to the front desk. It was a young girl 18 at the most. "Hi, ma'am. An appointment under Ortega", I said with my most dazzling smile. She looked up and me. "Oh yes, the paternity test. Only the baby mama and papa are allowed to go in", she smiled a little too eagerly. I nodded a Thanks and walked to the bathroom pulling Ricardo with me. Ricardo was lost in thought, but this was important. "I know what you want to do right now. I know that you want to run away. Listen to me", I snap. His green eyes train on mine in fear. I know that he isn't ready for a kid. But I continue saying what I'm going to say. "Do you want to marry Cara?", I ask. He shakes his head no. "Ok, I don't care if you don't want to marry her. The fact of the matter is, she's your baby mama. Whatever beef you have with her, keep the baby out of it. If it's yours, you will fight for split custody." He swallowed heavily, a look of fear in his eyes. I gave him a small smile. "Look what would you do if you didn't have your dad", I asked him, "You don't have to marry her. You just have to be a dad." Ricardo's eyes finally lost their fear. He looked.... calm and then he nodded at me. We finally left the bathroom and the reception nurse girl was hitting on Geordi. He was laughing with her while somehow still sounding smart. He was just looking at her size D tits. Another nurse came out and called for Cara and Ricardo.

Geordi was still looking at nurse slut's boobies.

I love my brothers. As annoying and stupid as they are, they're always there for me when I need it most. But jeez they disgust me to no end sometimes. I mean one of them is probably a baby daddy, and the other uses girls and ditches them and the third one is currently high on drugs. I'm not stupid. We live in the same wing of the house. Ricardo is loud. Damion's girlfriends are loud. They have a type. Geordi, I always knew, is quite smart or cute babes. I just never knew he, acted on those feelings. Damion is your classic bad boy with how he treats girls. He fucks them and kicks them out of the house the next day. His....... girls are usually high heels, too much makeup, short tight clothes, big assets and easy. Friday night parties and he always makes sure that they aren't virgins. And he usually doesn't do the same girl twice. But lately, he hasn't been doing any girls. Which isn't a problem, I just want to know why. Ricardo has the occasional girlfriend. But more often than not, he has bimbo-headed, blonde-haired flings. Both of them have competing titles for the biggest playboys in school. I don't think that they have abandonment issues, but it's pretty painful how they jump from girl to girl.

8:15 pm
Damion left 15 minutes ago in an Uber. I don't know why. Ricardo and Cara finally came out of the room. Ricardo has a relieved look on his face, but Cara has mascara on her cheeks. from the look on both their faces, I'm guessing that she asked him to marry her and he said no. "Hey Cara", she looked at me. "Can you get home on your own?", I asked. She nodded her head in affirmation. "Geordi", I yell. Geordi comes running out of the bathroom with his button-down untucked and ruffled hair, with the big tit nurse right behind him. "Really?", I asked. "You interrupted my me time", he responded. I sighed. Then we all went into the car.

Ricardo jumped into the driver's seat, Geordi jumped in the passage side and I jumped in the back to lay down. "Thanks, Nessa", he sighed.
"For what?", I questioned.
"For telling me that it's okay to have a child. And that I'll be okay." I said nothing, but I smiled.

8:45 pm
We pulled into the driveway and hopped out. Ricardo did a hop, skip and jump to the front door, while Geordi and I shuffled behind him. When we opened the door, we heard a crash. Ricardo and I glanced at each other before slowly venturing into the house. I grabbed the small pocket knife out of my pocket. Ricardo looked at me in shock. "What?", I asked, "I am female of course I'm going to have protection on me". We slowly stepped into the kitchen. It had a dark figure. It was stepping holding on to something. The weapon glinting in the moonlight. It was continued walking toward us flashing its teeth. Geordi flicked on the kitchen light. It- It- It....... was... Damion?

"Hi guys", my brother smiled a bit too brightly. He held a pot in his hand. "I was just about to make dinner", the idiot beamed. He was breathing quite heavily, and his clothes were on back to front.

Now there are a couple of things wrong with this image. Let's start with the basic fact that Damion is smiling. He doesn't smile. Ever. Even I have only seen him smile twice. The first time when we were now adopted and the second time was for our 14th birthday. He's hardly ever expressed happy emotions. But here he is, beaming. Secondly, my brother doesn't cook. Actually, he seems to be allergic to the kitchen. He can cook, I think. But he HATES cooking with a passion. There are no ingredients out either. All he is holding is a sliver pan. On top of that, his clothes are on the wrong way. And he is breathing quite heavily. Then we have the most confusing price of evidence. The lights were off. How was he cooking with the lights off? Now that we've assessed the evidence, we've established something is wrong.

"Damion", I said slowly, "What were you actually doing?" He looked guilty. "Nothing you need to worry about", he sighed. Then he ran out of the kitchen. I looked to Geordi. He was still frozen next to the light switch. I glanced at Ricardo, he was bouncing on his toes. My goodness, all of these boys are so dumb.

In tiredness, confusion and frustration, I retired to my room.

Quote of the chapter: spxcejvns thank you for always making me laugh especially when I need it.

I'm not slow, the world is moving too fast.