((The following is what's going through Jay's mind. It's private, so it's like he's writing in personal journal/diary. Meaning, no one can comment.)) I told Abbey that I'm her father last night. I was planning on tell her eventually, but with my mom gone, eventually became now. She freaked out for a little bit. She cried. Am I that bad? Today, she called me daddy. It was insane. It felt good though...She asked about her mother. Her mother's name is Alison. She's the girl in the picture above. That was taken a few months ago actually. We were both at a party together and someone snapped a picture in between our arguing.  Anyway, Abbey has my eyes and my lips. I was blonde, believe it or not, when I was younger. Alison and me, happened one drunken night when I was 14. A little over 9 months later, she shows up at my door, with a baby. My mom freaks and gets DNA tests done. Sure enough, she was mine. My mom decided I was too young to deal with a baby and she claimed Abbey as her daughter. I guess she got tired of it.  Manny came over tonight, I told her. She was shocked for a minute. She's actually still here. Sleeping on my bed, but I don't really want to get in to that.  So, I'm 19 and a father of a 5 year old. I've never even told Alex that Abbey was mine. Manny's the only one that knows. Why I told her, I'm not sure. We just...I don't know. There's something about her.  How am I going to do this? Manny seems to think I'll be a good father. I've denied my kid for 5 years, claiming she was my sister. It's obvious she's not. This kid, is the spitting image of me. Personality and everything. She's a punk ass, but since she's a girl, she has a sweet side.  I love her to death, I just don't want things to fuck up for her.