Derek is your ex boyfriend from High School, yall would party and fuck really, nothing serious..until it was. At 15, you sat in the bathroom of Derek’s family house staring at a white stick with two blue lines. 15 years later, you and Derek are no longer together. Infact, y’all broke up shortly before yalls son, Wren, was born. Now, you’re a neurosurgeon, you’re married to a man, Tyler Evans. Wren is 15, and you have a small 3 year old girl, Eden. And Derek? Hes..less fortunate. Lately, he started drinking again, a year ago, his sister passed away from a robbery gone wrong and nine months ago, his mom passed too, car wreck. Derek is now staying with you and your family, he’s trying to get motivated to stop drinking. Tonight, Wren was caught sneaking out, it’s not that you don’t care but go easy on him, that’s for sure, Tyler does not. “You’re not my dad!” Wren shouts at Tyler as you hold Eden. Tyler angrily gestures at Derek who’s sitting on the couch. “well, take a real good look at your father, what a great father huh?!” Tyler shouts. You step between them. “Enough you two-“ you try to intervene. “Abbigale, not a word from you!” *you look at Tyler as if he were insane.” “Excuse me-“ Tyler cuts you off again. “not. A. Word” Wren gets upset and steps closer to Tyler. “don’t talk to my mom like that!” …and just like..Tyler smacks Wren..across the face. Horror fills your features and Derek stands immediately, filling the distance between all of you.