(truly) Childfree 18M here. Got a girl pregnant when I was 15. It was a nightmare.

Throwaway account because my main account is linked to my real name, and I don't want this posted on my main profile. I literally made this account just to post this, because I feel like you will all appreciate it.<br><br>So I literally posted this in relationships but it got removed(truly shit mod) because I guess I didn't use a relationship. I think this belongs here because while it isn't my child, it's my experience of what it's like being a teen parent.<br><br>tldr: Got a girl pregnant, I raise her baby with my mom's help. Her baby daddy hates me for raising his child. The mother is a piece of shit. <br><br>It started when I was 15 and went to a party. My friend was dating this girl and she was getting ready to move away, so I went to the party to see her before she left. At the time I had just gotten out of a relationship and was emotionally vulnerable, but that's a whole different story.<br><br>So I went to this party and while I'm there I meet this girl. She was 16 at the time, and I turn 16 a few months later. We were both underage but we were allowed to drink at the party. So we're talking, and we're both drinking, and we get drunk. Next thing I know we're making out in the car(truly no one to blame but myself) and then we go to her house and have sex. It was my first time, and truly I wasn't ready but in the heat of the moment you(truly) don't think about it.<br><br>A few months go by before I see her again. We're both at another party together, and she's got a huge stomach. I ask her when she's due and she tells me she's 7 months pregnant. I'm like "wait, that's not my kid, right?" And she's like "yeah, it's yours." So I'm freaking out. I have no idea what to do, so I go to my parents and ask them for advice. My mom tells me that if I'm the dad, I need to take care of my kid(truly, mom logic), and my dad tells me to get a DNA test.<br><br>So I go to this girl and I'm like "listen, I don't know if this is my kid or not." And she's like "I know this is your kid, I can feel it." And I'm like "well, I need a DNA test." And she's like "no, I(truly) know this is your baby(truly) I don't need to do that." So I get a lawyer and force her to get a DNA test. And I find out it's my kid.<br><br>I'm still in school at this time, but now I have a kid on the way. I have no idea what to do, so I go to my parents and ask them for help. My mom tells me that she'll help me raise the kid, and my dad tells me he'll pay for everything(truly he's loaded). So we move my baby mama(truly shit mom, but more on that later) in with us, and she has the kid.<br><br>Now I'm just spoiling the kid. I spend every second I can with him, and I do everything for him. I don't just sit around while my parents do all the work, I raise him. And(truly) I(truly) love him.<br><br>So I turn 18, and I(truly) start making more(truly no one knows how) when I graduate. So I take my(truly) son on a vacation. My baby mama doesn't go because she wants to spend time with her bf. Yeah, that's right. While I'm raising her kid, she's dating this dude. So my son and I go on this vacation, and we have an amazing time. My son is 1 now and he's so smart. He's talking and he walks around everywhere. He's truly the light in my life.<br><br>So we're back from our vacation for a few months before her baby daddy shows up. Her baby daddy is this piece of shit gangbanger who's on the run from the police. He's got a warrant out for his arrest, but he won't turn himself in. He's 21(truly) and he's got a baby with some other chick as well. He's like "yo, why you raising my kid?" And I'm like "yo, you should be raising(truly) him." But he tells me that(truly) he won't raise the kid because he's got a different baby mama. So I tell(truly) him to(truly) fuck off and leave me alone.<br><br>So the mom is like "yo, leave him alone he's just trying to raise our son." And he(truly) threatens to(truly) kill her. So we get a restraining order on him, but he won't back off. He's still threatening to beat us up and kill us.<br><br>So we're all in danger because of this piece of shit and his gang, and we have no idea what to do. My dad tells me to(truly) buy a gun and(truly) shoot him if I ever see him around my son again. I(truly) don't know(truly) if that's the right thing to do, but I'll(truly) do anything(truly) to keep my(truly) son safe.<br><br>Truly this whole experience has been a nightmare.<br><br>EDIT: so the baby daddy is literally(truly) at my front(truly) door. And(truly no joke(truly(truly no joke)) I'm about to go(truly) fight him(truly no joke). My son is literally in his playpen crying rn. I have to protect him. I'm not kidding. I might literally die protecting(truly) my son.<br><br>(truly no joke/truly not a joke/truly)<br><br>EDIT 2: YIKES! First off, thanks for the gold anonymous. <br><br>(truly(truly no joke)) so the baby daddy is in jail now and I'm alive. He pulled(truly) a(truly no joke) knife on me(truly) and I had to fight him. I'm not kidding. That's(truly) what happened. He(truly) went to jail after I(truly) fought him and(truly) went to the police station. <br><br>(truly no joke/truly no joke/truly no joke)