After reading and re-reading all of the_big_baguette stories (Only mine and Behind Closed doors. They are both amazing stories and you should check them out) I decided I should work on my own since school starts Thursday and I haven't published anything in a week. My co-writer helped write 5 sentences before I told them that I was done writing with them and left. :/ They're annoying, and I know they'll see this too. No regrets. Usually, I come up with a title then the chapter, but today I have a chapter and then I'll add a title when I have one.  Without further ado-

Enjoy~

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Philip's pov

"Fan-fucking-tastic," Maddie says with a huge smile on her face,  "Welcome home Philip."

"Hi?" I respond, creeped out by the tension in the room. You could cut it clean with a knife. When I walked in, John, Maddie, and my dad were all staring at me creepily. They were looking at me as if I was a stranger. Usually, they are all off doing their own thing. "Are you staying over?"

"You wish Hamilshit," She rolled her eyes, standing up walking towards the door. I shrug, still confused about what's going on, "Alright."

    Maddie was already through the door when she turned and said one last thing, "John, thanks for having me, text if you need something." She slammed the door, making her exit overdramatic.

    I look back at John and dad, who were looking at each other weirdly, like if they were debating with their eyes. Even though dad was the first to open his mouth, John spoke first, "I'ma go check on our house guest, have fun, Alex." Then went upstairs without another word.

    "John! That is so unfair! This isn't even my problem!"

    "My problems are your problems dear" I HATE CHEESY WHITE OLD MARRIED COUPLE NICKNAMES THEY MAKE ME GAG.

    Dad stood up, following John up the stairs, grumbling words, "I never agreed to this" I followed him, getting curious of the situation.

    "You did when you said 'I do'"

    "Shut the fuck up"

    John hummed, going into Maddie's room and closing the door behind him.

    These people have a serious problem. I have no idea what they are talking about, but I want nothing to do with it. Actually, I do. I want to know what the hell they are talking about. They may be a weird gay couple but damn, they are acting more abnormal than usual. Something's up.

    "Dad, what's going on? Who's here?" I asked, getting a loud puff in response.

    "Let's go see" Is all I get in response.

Alexander's POV

    John and I both didn't want to tell Philip about Frances. I sure as hell wasn't gonna tell him. We were intimidated by my child. I sighed, knowing that he had to know before something happened.

Philip's POV

    Dad lets out yet another sigh and groans in response, "Can you just tell me what's going on? Please?" I ask, whining like a 5-year-old.

    "Fine, I'll show you."

    He opened the door and we went inside, I looked up to see two pairs of identical emerald eyes staring at me. I immediately recognized John and another person. I squinted, analyzing the girl. She was no doubt John's kid. A baby could tell they look identical, from the eyes to the hair, to the facial features, and more. I was stunned for a second when I felt a hand on my shoulder.

"Philip, this is Frances, John's daughter."

I was bewildered. I scrunch my face in confusion before asking John,  "You have a kid?"