My Parents Kicked Me Out After A False Pregnancy Accusation. The Baby Was Just Born, And The Race Proves I’m Innocent. Now They Want Me Back As A Caretaker?

A False Accusation

My best friend’s sister claims I got her pregnant, even though I’m a virgin, and now things are spiraling out of control. But I will not take the blame for some dude and fight for my name.

My best friend’s sister is telling everyone she’s pregnant with my child. I’m talking about my parents, her parents, her brother, and I never even touched this girl. She has a huge crush on me and is angry because I’m not interested in her, so she’s making up this lie.

Well, when the baby is born in a few months, I’ll take a DNA test and prove that everyone is wrong. As for my parents, they’ve been turning their backs on me for three days.

The only time they talk to me is when they want to yell at me, honestly. They’re demanding that I admit to what I’m being accused of, but I refuse to do so because, well, I didn’t do it.

The Good Son

I’m sure some of you reading this are thinking, “What the heck?” Well, let me back up a bit. I’ve always been a good son. As an only child, my parents spoiled me and always made me feel loved.

They never had to worry about me getting into trouble because I was always a good kid. I got good grades, never did anything wrong, didn’t get into fights or anything like that.

As I said, I was a good kid, and even when I became a teenager, I didn’t rebel or disrespect my parents. Honestly, I was as respectful as I had always been. That’s why, when they didn’t believe me after I was accused of something so horrible, I was in shock.

I had never given them a reason not to believe me since I started school. I had always worked hard to get good grades. My parents earned good money and could afford to pay for my college tuition, but they said they wouldn’t make that investment in my education unless I held up my end of the bargain and got good grades.

I took it seriously because, even with scholarships, I was going to need them to cover some of the costs. You know, since I spent so much time studying, I didn’t hang out with many people or make friends easily. Luckily, I had a best friend who was like me: Caleb.

Best Friends and Little Sisters

Caleb lived about two blocks away from where I grew up. We met when his family moved to town when he was around eight years old. Since then, we were best friends.

We were inseparable, and at school, we were always together. Outside of school, we’d go to each other’s houses, or I’d stay at his place and he’d stay at mine. It was like we became part of each other’s families.

Caleb was the best friend anyone could ask for. He also had a sister, Sabrina, who is two years younger than us. She’s 16, and since we’re graduating in less than three months, we didn’t spend much time with her.

But she’s a nice girl. She’s never been rude to me, and there were times I thought she liked me, but I always ignored it because I don’t see her that way. To me, she’s like a little sister.

It would be weird to think of her any other way, and I just didn’t think of her romantically. Besides, I generally didn’t give too much importance to dating, you know. School was the most important thing to me; that was what would ensure I had a good career.

It’s not that I didn’t have crushes or anything like that; of course I did, but I didn’t give them much thought. They never went beyond that. I think in my whole life I’ve only gone on a few dates.

My longest relationship lasted about a month. That was in my junior year with a girl in my math class. We flirted with each other, but it fizzled out after a couple of months.

Thinking back, well, I remember Sabrina acting a little jealous during that time. Whenever I mentioned I was going out with Kyla, she’d give us dirty looks and mutter something under her breath.

But whenever I asked her about it, she’d just shrug and say:

“It didn’t matter.”

I guess it was normal for her to have a crush on me. It’s normal to have a crush on your brother’s best friend. It had never happened to me, but as I said, I’d seen it happen to other people at school.

What Sabrina felt for me didn’t matter. I saw her as a sister, and if she ever confessed her feelings, I had decided I’d turn her down respectfully. It just wasn’t a relationship I wanted.

But she never said anything. She even started dating boys, something Caleb teased her about in a playful way—you know, like an older brother would. He said he had the right to joke with her. I’m an only child, so I don’t know how that works.

The Ambush

Then everything seemed to go to hell. It happened so fast that I had no warning of what was going to happen. I was coming home from school at my usual time.

Caleb stayed after school for a club meeting, so we decided we’d see each other tomorrow. When I got home, I was surprised to see not only my parents sitting in the living room but also Caleb and Sabrina’s parents.

They were sitting across from my parents with somber expressions on their faces. It was so weird because it seemed like they had something serious to discuss with me.

“What’s going on?” I asked.

Let me tell you, I wanted to run out the door. There was no way I wanted to know what they had to say, but eventually, I had to come home. When I sat down next to my parents, they decided to tell me that they knew the truth.

Sabrina had come over today and told them she was pregnant. Do you want to know the most shocking part? Apparently, I’m the father.