I sent you the first follow-up again just in case it got lost, so ignore that. This here is a new, 2nd follow-up, since one fellow gaffer requested it and I also felt like clarifying what happened afterwards. Here goes:
So I just saw my follow-up confession being posted and somebody wanted another follow-up since I announced I would go talk with the other girl that I got pregnant recently. I DID talk to her this past week to convince her of having my fiancee and me adopt her baby, but it turned out somewhat differently und unexpected. To that one poster that claimed I'm lying: I am not, this is very much my reality. Mind you, I never expected this fucked up situation myself.
Anyway, I called the girl and asked her to meet at my fiancee's house where we're living. She agreed and last Thursday was the day of the meeting. I guess she expected me to tell her something very different (I had problems getting out of her intimate hug), because when I made the proposition of adopting her baby, she got really furious. She threw insults at me, tried to punch me (ironically, just moments ago she had caringly asked where those wounds in my face came from) and eventually got up to leave. That's when she must have seen one of the many photographs around the house. She stood in place, staring at a certain picture and said "that's Jenny" (names changed).
As it turns out, she knew my fiancee. They had both attended the same university (my fiancee is a surgeon, this other girl is an anesthetist) years ago and were friends, but lost contact when they both went to different hospitals. Without pause, she turned to me and demanded that she'd meet with all of us, my fiance included.
That happened on the same day in the evening. Was extremely weird when they faced each other - happily screaming in joy, welcoming each other. Talking as if they'd never left each other's life. Instead of talking about the matter at hand, they both sat down in the living room and told each other about their lives of the past couple years. Typical girl talk, so to speak. Meanwhile, I was sitting in the armchair next to the couch where they were sitting and had to live through this hell of squeaking and giggling and whatever. Fortunately, they somehow mentioned the word 'baby' and the main topic was at hand. This is when weirdness reach critical mass.
Again, my (our's, so I thought) plan was to adopt her baby so that Jenny and me would treat it as our own along with the baby that's in the coming from my fiancee. When I brought up this plan again, the other girl (let's call her Amy) instantly started shouting like she did earlier. To my surprise, Jenny did so, too. I have no idea what's going on in her head, but she instantly said "no way we're treating Amy so poorly!" I have no idea how offering adoption to her, basically leaving her free from all and any responsibility, is "poor treatment" in any way. Yet, here comes my fiancee's plan: We have Jenny move in with us and live as a family of now three, then five. My reaction was very much "wtf" at this point.
What followed was some pseudo-reasoning from my fiancee's side, mixed with agreements from Jenny, who is single anyway and would love the idea to rekindle with her previously best friend. Things were going out of hand, so I tried to deflect the whole thing: "So what about sex, Jenny? Are you okay with me having sex with Amy, too? Or what's your plan?". She instantly replied that I'm a swine to even consider the idea, to which I answered that, even if I should okay the whole living-with-Amy plan, I would never be okay with her someday bringing in another guy. This is our home and it's not big enough for two couples. She stared at me violently then turned to Amy. I almost expected this one: Amy said she wouldn't want anyone but the father of her child. I couldn't help but laugh out loud in this moment and smirkingly tell my fiancee: "Ha, see! Now what?" I shouldn't have smiled, because she just looked me in the face and said "okay then". Ugh.
So, what's happening now is that the other pregnant girl, Amy, is going to move in with us starting December 1st. Since they're both working in hospitals, they'll make plans so their shifts don't overlap, making it possible for one of them to look after our children once they're born. I had told them that I wouldn't have become their exclusive babysitter, hurting my own studies, so at least that got sorted out. I have no idea if this will work out overall, though. To be honest, I expect my fiancee to lose it once we're all sharing the same bed. But that was her idea, so I won't interfere with that. On the plus side, I have now two girls that I got pregnant be mine at the same time. So in a way, karma rewarded my sincerity. Now waiting to see how life with two women is, haha.
Taking advantage of their positions like that is vile. I hope the KKK one is fake, but after so many confessions I know such behaviour is not beyond people.
