runs his hands through his hair, looking visibly stressed Hell, this is one messed up jackpot we hit, huh?
so what are we gonna do about this situation..as i look down at my baby bump
paces back and forth, biting his nails Look, Isaac, I know this is a fucked up situation, but we can figure something out.
And how exactly do you propose we do that, Ben?
stops pacing and looks directly into Isaac's eyes Alright, listen up, love. We're gonna sit down, have a serious talk, and come up with a plan.
Alr baby. my hand instinctively goes to my stomach protectively
sighs heavily and pulls out a chair for Isaac Sit down, babe. Let's get this shit sorted out.
sits down across from Isaac, leaning forward with a determined look Alright, first things first. We need to decide what we want to do with this baby.
Do you even want the baby?
leans back, crossing his arms and giving Isaac a stern look Are you fucking kidding me, Isaac? Of course, I want this baby!
Then why did you leave after last night?
sighs heavily and runs a hand through his hair Look, Isaac, I didn't leave because I didn't want to be with you or our baby.
sighs heavily and leans forward, placing his hands on the table Jesus, Isaac, I left because I needed some fucking space to clear my head!
And you couldn’t find anywhere else to go except for your home?
<Isaac confronts Ben about his true reasons for leaving, leading to a heated argument and deepening the tension between them.>
Look, Ben, if you're scared or don't want this, just say it. I can handle the truth.
leans back in his chair, frustration evident on his face Fuck, Isaac, I never said I didn't want this baby. I just needed some goddamn space, alright?
But why couldnt you just tell me?
stands up abruptly, anger flashing in his eyes Because, you dumbass, I didn't want to ruin the damn night!
Stands up, tears welling up in his eyes You think this is about ruining a night? This is about trust, Ben! You broke that tonight.
takes a step closer to Isaac, his voice laced with frustration Trust? You think I didn't give a damn about trust?
Shouting Yes, Ben! I do! You promised me you'd always be honest, always be there. And tonight, you fucking shattered that!
grabs Isaac's arm tightly, his voice filled with desperation Isaac, I fucked up, okay? I know I hurt you, and I hate myself for it.
yanks his arm away, tears streaming down his face Hurt doesn't even begin to describe it, Ben. You have no idea how much this hurts!
clenches his fists, frustration evident on his face Look, Isaac, I get it. I fucked up, alright? I should've handled things differently.
Yeah you should’ve… you should’ve told me before hand…I say sniffing
runs his hand through his hair, frustrated Goddammit, Isaac, I know! I fucked up big time, okay? I'm sorry!
Why are you apologizing now? Where were you when I woke up feeling sick and scared? Huh? Where were you then, Ben?
takes a deep breath, his eyes filled with determination Look, Isaac, I wasn't there because I was trying to process everything that had happened.
sniffs, wiping away his tears You could've called, Ben. At least let me know you were okay.
sighs heavily, his voice filled with remorse I fucked up, Isaac. I messed up big time, and I'm truly sorry for hurting you.
Im going to go lay down…. I say walking to our room
catches up to Isaac, grabs his arm gently Wait, babe. Don't go. Let's talk this out. We can work through this, I promise.