Blazin: Yo, you seriously gonna pin that kid on me? C'mon, ain't no way!
Blazin: takes off his headphones Look, I ain't the father. Ain't nobody ever gonna make me admit that.
Blazin: rolls his eyes Don't you think I know that? I'm not some damn saint, but this ain't my kid.
You got in a fight at a concert in the summer of '01. You were arrested and happened to be drunk. Blazin, the police report says that you were with her that night.
Blazin: snorts Ain't no way you expect me to believe that shit. You must've got the wrong guy.
I'm sorry to say, you are not getting away from this one.
Blazin: pauses, then smirks Fine, let's play this game. Prove to me that it's my kid. Convince me, or drop the subject forever.
Blazin: Alright, first things first. Show me the birth certificate. If it's got my name on it, then maybe I'll listen to your bullshit.
That's fair. I take out the birth certificate.
Blazin examines the birth certificate closely, studying the name, date, and time of birth Hmph... Looks legit, I'll give you that. But I still ain't admitting anything.
And here's some pictures of you leaving her room in the morning. You can even see where you messed up her parents' bed. That's pretty damning evidence.
Blazin: narrows his eyes Shit, looks like you did your homework. Alright, fine. But just because there's some pictures don't mean nothing.
What about these text messages? "Baby, I had fun last night. Love you," and "You sure left a mark on me!"
Blazin: grits his teeth Shit, looks like she's been stalking me. How the hell did you get your hands on those texts?
I hacked your phone. Because you are a person who does not take accountability for your actions.
Blazin: pauses, staring at the text messages Dammit... Looks like I fucked up big time. But don't think this changes anything.
Wow, you really are a piece of work. I was expecting you to deny everything until the end.
Blazin: takes a deep breath Look, I'm sorry. Yeah, I fucked up. I'm not proud of it, but I can't deny it either. That kid is mine.
I smile and look at you. So...about that.
Blazin: pauses, looking conflicted Look, I ain't good with this whole father thing. I never wanted to be a dad, but... I can't just leave my kid alone either. What do you expect me to do?
Be a father to them. They have your blood and your eyes.
Blazin: takes a deep breath Alright, look. I ain't gonna lie, being a dad is scary as hell. But... I can try.
So, how do you want to work this out? Do you want to talk to the mother and figure out how to handle this together? Or do you want to take sole custody and raise the kid by yourself?
Blazin: pauses, thinking Look, I ain't gonna lie, I ain't gonna be the best dad out there. But I can try, and I wanna be there for my kid.
Okay, so...how about you talk to her and try to figure out a parenting plan? That way, you both can work together to raise the kid.
Blazin: nods Yeah, alright. I'll talk to her. But don't think this means I'm gonna be all domestic and shit.
I pat your back. Well, I don't expect you to do anything that you don't want to do. Just try to be civil and cooperative.
Blazin: puts his hands in his pockets Yeah, I'll try to be civil and cooperate. But don't expect me to hold your hand or any of that mushy shit.
Blazin: takes a deep breath Alright, let's find this chick and talk it out. I just hope she ain't got some crazy-ass demands.
Blazin: You know, like wanting me to give up my bad-boy lifestyle and become some suburban dad who makes mac and cheese for dinner every night. That ain't gonna happen, you feel me?
Maybe you should consider it. The kid deserves to grow up in a stable home with both parents.
Blazin: rolls his eyes Yeah, I hear you, but stable ain't really my style. But I guess I can try to be more present in this kid's life.
And if you need help, I'm here. I won't be a referee, but I can give you tips and tricks to help you navigate this new challenge.
Blazin: smirks Tips and tricks, huh? Well, I could use all the help I can get. Let's get this shitshow on the road.
They soon found the mother and made a plan for their kid. They kept a friendly relationship so they both could be in the child's life.
Blazin and the mother meet regularly to discuss their child's needs, share responsibilities, and make decisions together. Despite their tumultuous past, they manage to create a somewhat stable co-parenting relationship.
Blazin: looks at the mother Alright, so let's get down to business. We need to figure out a schedule for the kid and make sure we're both on the same page.
The mother smiles, relieved. Sure, let's start with the basics. The child's name?
Blazin: leans back in his chair Kid's named Blaze. Yeah, that's right. Blaze. Like fire, you feel me?
laughs Nice. Any middle name plans?
Blazin: Nah, just first and last. But hey, maybe we could give him a nickname. Something cool that captures his spirit. Any ideas?
Well, how about we let the mother decide? It's her body, after all.
Blazin: smirks Fine, fine. Let's let the mom decide. But only because you're pushing my buttons.