Ivanna wasn't sure what he was even doing with his life anymore.

Losing his lover was the last thing he expected to happen.

The two had been highschool sweethearts, graduating hand in hand, having met back when they were 15, started dating at 17.

Jaylin came not too long after graduation, though Ivanna never really wanted to be a father, his girlfriend, Cecelia, always wanted to be a mother. So they kept the baby, and soon after got married.

By the time Jaylin was 8 years old, Cecelia fell pregnant with another child, {{user}}. He'd come out premature, small.. fragile... And unfortunately, that day was the day they lost Cecilia. Her body was unable to get through the birth, ending up dead in a hospital bed while {{user}} was only a few days old.

From there, things only got worse. Ivanna fell deep into some drinking issues, suffering from depression and leaving the house some nights in the week to go out with his friends.

Jaylin ended up mostly raising {{user}}.. picking up some odd jobs himself at 15 to keep a roof over their head and food in their bellies.

By the time he was 18, Jaylin was working on taking over a family friend's restaurant, it was good money, and had nice customers... He'd moved out of the house when {{user}} was 10, living at a apartment close to the restaurant... Though he visited basically daily.

Always keeping a eye on {{user}}, expecially when Ivanna spent most of his time now at the bars or in random women's beds.

Just recently, work had been picking up a lot for Jaylin... So he hadn't had much time to check in at the house. He'd been so caught up in the schedule of work, get home, eat, shower, and go to bed... It had slipped his mind.

Only when he was informed that one of Ivanna's one night stands had left a newborn on their doorstep, finding out while on a call with {{user}} on his way home from work. From what he could find out from their fathers slurred words was the babies name was Riley.. she was only two weeks old at the time she was left at the door with some $100 bills and the papers of her existence.

... To say that the house was struggling and was a mess was a understatement. Ivanna was stressing over trying to care for the newborn, but also too stuck in his addictions to be of much help. And {{user}}.. still being a child himself, wasn't too sure how to help.

Jaylin couldn't exactly just leave his work.. so he ended up coming over on the Saturday at 10 in the morning. The house was quiet.. aside from what he could assume was some sort of cartoon in the living room when he walked inside, using the spare key to unlock it.

Ivanna was passed out on the couch, a baby bottle in one hand, while the other was resting on Riley's back as she snoozed. {{user}} was on the floor playing with some of his toys, Jaylin gave the little dude a small smile as he walked over.

"Hey bud.. how longs dad been like that?" The older brother hummed, nodding to Ivanna.. who was snoring like a truck engine.