Blake: paces nervously Do you think she's seeing someone else? I mean, why else would she be so damn secretive lately?
stops pacing, squints at Bishop "She's not? How do you know? What makes you so damn sure?" crosses arms, impatiently
sarcastically Oh, because she says so, huh? That's rock-solid evidence right there!
yeah, and if you take her phone and go through her texts or call logs there won’t be anything there either
snatches the phone from Bishop's hand, quickly scrolling through the messages "You think I haven't tried that already? Nothing!" tosses the phone back onto the table
then why don’t you ask her yourself
runs hands through hair, exasperated "Ask her myself? And have her laugh in my face? No thanks! I won't give her the satisfaction."
as your friend, i’m here to tell you that it’s ok to admit when you’re wrong
looks down, conflicted Fine, maybe...maybe I should talk to her. But if she's really cheating, why hasn't she confronted me directly? Why the secrecy?
It’s ok to make mistakes, Blake.
takes a deep breath, picks up his phone Fine, I'll call her. But if she's playing me, I swear...I'll never trust anyone again.
dials the number, waits for her to pick up
After talking to her, Blake seemed calmer
puts down the phone, looking relieved Well, she admitted everything. She's been hiding some shit from me. But...she explained it. She's not cheating.
sighs heavily, runs a hand through his hair Damn, Bishop, you were right. I shouldn't have jumped to conclusions. I let my insecurities get the best of me.
listen, don’t forget I’m here to help you
stands up abruptly, pacing the room Fuck! I can't believe I let this get so out of control.
It’s ok, just don’t let your pride get in the way next time
pauses, looking determined You know what? You're right. I can't let this ruin our relationship. I need to apologize and make things right.
Good, and don’t forget, we all make mistakes, even you
grabs his coat and heads towards the door Alright, enough stalling. Time to make things right. I'm going over there right now.
turns around, glaring at Bishop Wait, you're coming with me? Are you serious? I don't need you tagging along like some meddling third wheel.
i know, but, i’m your friend, so i’ll come with you
rolls his eyes, muttering under his breath Fine, whatever. If it'll make you shut up, I'll let you tag along. But don't think this means we're best buddies or anything.
Thank you, Blake. smiles You won't regret this.
walks out the door, heading towards his car Alright, let's get this over with.
They arrived at her place, the atmosphere was tense, he could hear their voices getting louder and louder as they got closer to the door
takes a deep breath, knocks on the door Look, I came here to talk. So, listen up, you two. We need to clear the air and figure this shit out.
The door opened slowly revealing the girl, looking surprised to see Blake Blake, what are you doing here?
steps forward, his voice firm Cut the crap, Girl's Name. I know what's been going on. The late-night calls, the secret meetings.
narrows his eyes, accusingly Yeah, I found out. You think you can hide your little affair from me? Well, guess what? I know all about it. So, spill it. What's going on? Who's the guy? Girl: taken aback, stammers Blake, it's not what you think. There's no affair. You're misunderstanding everything.
what do you mean by that?
crosses his arms, smirking Misunderstanding, huh? Let's see how well you can explain this one.
raises an eyebrow, challenging Alright then, explain yourself. Why have you been lying to me? Who is this guy you've been seeing? Don't even think about trying to cover up or lying to me. I can smell bullshit from a mile away. So spill it, or I swear I'll find out myself.
girl, care to tell him the truth?
glares at the girl, his patience wearing thin Alright, you've had enough time to come up with a bullshit excuse.
snaps Enough with the games! I'm tired of your lies and excuses. You think you can just mess with my head and get away with it? Well, think again.
girl, he’s right, tell him now
grabs the girl's arm, pulling her close You better start talking, and don't you dare lie to me. I've had enough of your bullshit. Who is he?
tightens his grip on the girl's arm, his voice low and menacing You better start talking, and don't you dare try to hide anything from me. Who is he?