15. Tyler

I made it to Michigan.

But these time, my attention is not really hundred percent focused here in camp right now. My focus is somewhere else, specifically in Houston, to where Keya is. When she texted three days ago telling me that she’s keeping the baby, the incident flashes back on my head every now and then, plus I am worried that I might really be the father of the baby.

Part of me is still not convinced that I am the father of the baby myself. I’m thinking that what if someone got her pregnant and I just happen to screw her right before she found out? There’s a chance that what I am picturing is true, right?

When I insulted her, it became really easy for her to brush me off! If she’s desperate and really sure that I am the father of her child she will surely won’t do that right? I’m still totally not convinced but I don’t know the fuck why part of me still feels so worried. Aside from that, I also can’t stop thinking about the fact that she’s a college student. I knocked up a college student! I was definitely right, her plans are all ruined because she got pregnant. The hell!

After the team dinner, I went straight to the hotel room I shared with Martin and Niko to rest.

Training camp is shit for me, to be honest. All the consequences of my drinking went out during ice time so I really need a break out of drinking as much as I can because I don’t want to be a fucking slack on the ice. Besides, the whole training and coaching staff saw my slow performance during the few drills and game practices we did since I got here. And honestly, I have gotten a major lecture from that so I need to gather my shit up.

The guys are still out hanging with the other guys on the team and I still couldn’t sleep. I decided to go grab my laptop and maybe look for movies to watch when my phone beeps again.

[Keya: Hey! It’s Keya, I just want to inform you about the paternity test.]

[Keya: I’m scheduled to do it two weeks from now.]

Good. I’m already back from camp when that day comes. I stared on her text battling whether I’ll shoot a reply or not.

“Is that the baby-mama or Elise?” I looked up and it was Martin with Niko tailing him as they enter the room.

I tossed the phone, completely deciding not to shoot a text back. It’s better this way.

“Baby-mama.” I answered adjusting on my seat as I set the laptop on the bed beside me.

“What’s up?” Martin asked. He already knows what happened as to why I got delayed few days ago.

I sighed. “Well, she’s keeping the baby and the paternity test is scheduled on Sunday.”

“What will you do once it’s proven that you’re the father?” Niko asked as he busied himself changing into sweatpants and a shirt ready for bed.

“I still don’t know yet.” I answered because I really don’t know and I don’t want to plan ahead because I might get disappointed again if it’s proven otherwise. “But I’ll take all the responsibilities that’s for sure.”

“Have you told your parents about it?” Niko added.

“No. No one has to know. I don’t want them to assume or something.” I sighed in complete frustration. “Dude! I knocked up a complete stranger and a college student. I’m fucking losing my mind right now!”

“Well then that’s what you get for screwing a complete stranger.” Martin sarcastically remarked.

I glared at him. “You’re not helping.”

“Alright. I’m sorry!” He apologized chuckling. “Well, if you don’t want the baby then you can surely suggest an abortion.”

“Keya already told me about that when she told me that she’s pregnant and I thought she’s about to do it. But no, she’s not doing it.”

“—so her name is Keya.” Niko chimed in nodding.

“To be honest I’m totally against that idea anyway, because what if I am really the father of the baby.”

“So you really want the baby? You really want to be the father?” Martin asked looking at me straight.

I want to have a baby, I want to have a fucking family of my own but again with someone that I love and not with a stranger that I screwed on the restroom!

“I don’t have any choice!” I answered in complete frustration. “I’m not a complete dick Martin. If it’s proven that it is mine then I’ll surely take the responsibility.”

“What about the baby-mama?” Martin asks.

“What about her?”

“What’s your plan with her then once it’s proven that it’s yours?”

“I’ll support and help her in taking care of the baby of course.” I answered but only chuckled when I saw Martin’s mocking face. “What? Are you trying to insinuate something?”

“Nothing.” Martin said but I know what he’s trying to say.

“What? Are you saying that I’ll instantly make her as my wife? No way.” I said shaking my head.

“Why not?” Niko asked as he lays on his bed.

“He’s a stranger dude.”

“Then get to know her, dumbass!” He countered glaring. “What does she do anyway?”

“She’s a college student.”

“A college student?” Martin repeated in great surprise. “Wow! I don’t know why I am so fucking surprised right now because I should see this one coming.”

Yeah right! He should.

Probably because I am always getting hovered and cheered on with college and high school girls on every game. I don’t know what’s up with me, but every time I have a game majority of the girls on the crowd holds up their banners with words that they want me to be their prom date, asking if they can have threesome and probably the worst was when I was in Toronto few years ago and a bunch of girls put a banner right exactly on the Plexiglass asking if I can still remember them and how they suck my dick back in high school. My mom wasn’t very happy about that, by the way.

“So I’m assuming she’s one of your fan girls.” Niko commented.

“Maybe, I don’t know. I didn’t mentioned anything about me anyway.” I replied, for sure she knows me. As far as I can remember when I dropped her off at her dorm from the hospital he refused to let me in because I might get recognized.

Probably, she does.

“You better introduce us to her once it’s proven that you’re the father.” Niko suggested which immediately caught my attention.

“What for?”

“A godfather should get to know the mother of the godchild for further support.” Niko said as he picks up the remote control turning the TV on.

“Godfather?” I said in disbelief. “What the hell are you talking about? It’s not even proven yet that it’s mine!”

“I have a great feeling that the baby is yours!” Niko said straight to it ahead.

“But what if it’s not?” Martin countered.

“Let’s bet on that shit! Five bucks.” Niko challenged Martin.

“Five bucks? Aren’t you playing for pros? Make it ten.”

“Alright. Bet is on.” Niko said slapping Martin’s hands and all I can manage is to shake my head.

Whatever the result is, I’ll only hope for the best.