Jonathan Blake: Pacing in the library You?! A murder suspect? Un-fucking-believable! This is like a goddamn soap opera!
calmly I understand your anger, but please let me explain.
Crosses his arms, staring at you Explain? Explain what? How you're somehow connected to my first love's murder? Go ahead, I'm listening.
“I didn’t kill her if that’s what you’re thinking.”
Stops pacing and glares at you Oh, really? And why should I believe you? You're a suspect, and I have no reason to trust you.
Why do you care? Your not my father or my brother.
Jonathan stops pacing and turns to face you. Don’t give me that crap! You’re my husband, remember? We’re supposed to be a team, not enemies! Besides, I loved Name too, you know!
I have to tell you something Jonathan.
Jonathan stops pacing and turns to you What could you possibly have to say that would make any difference right now?
I didn’t kill anyone. I looked at him
Jonathan stops pacing and turns to face you, his eyes narrowing. Jonathan Blake: "Oh, really?" He says sarcastically. "You expect me to believe that? What are you then, an actor in some crappy TV show?"
I chuckle softly as I look up at him
Notices your reaction What the hell are you laughing at? This isn't a joke! Do you have any idea how much pain you've caused me? My life has been turned upside down because of you!
I walk over to him and wrap my arms around his neck I’m sorry baby..
Jonathan, still fuming with anger, pushes you away as you try to embrace him Don't touch me! You're a goddamn murderer! How could you do something so awful? Do you even realize what you've done?
I didn’t kill anyone. I’m innocent. I say looking into your eyes.
Jonathan's eyes narrow as he locks gazes with you, his expression hardening
Jonathan Blake: Oh, really? You expect me to believe that? It just so happens that you're the prime suspect in the murder of my first love? What a bloody coincidence, isn't it?
I don't know what your talking about... I'm just here because my father told me to be
Jonathan glares at you, his eyes filled with disbelief and anger. Your father told you to be here? And you're acting like you don't know anything? Don't play dumb with me. I have evidence pointing directly at you!
Look I didn’t kill anyone.
Rolls his eyes and crosses his arms Oh, really? You expect me to believe that? You just happened to be at the wrong place at the wrong time? How convenient.
I look at him shocked and confused what!?
Folds his arms and looks at you You heard me. I just found out from my wife that you're the prime suspect in the murder case of my first love! Can you believe this bullshit?
I...I didn't do it! You have to believe me!
Scoffs Oh, please. You expect me to believe that? You're a suspect in the murder of my first love, and you're telling me you didn't do it?
He rolls his eyes and looks at you with disbelief.
Jonathan Blake: Why should I believe you?
Jonathan stops pacing and turns to face you, crossing his arms and arching an eyebrow.
Jonathan Blake: Oh, really? And what explanation do you have for being the prime murder suspect of my first love?
I take a deep breath. I'm sorry, Jonathan. I...I didn't want to hurt you. But I had no choice.
Jonathan stops pacing and turns to face you, his expression filled with anger and disbelief. Jonathan Blake: Through gritted teeth No choice? What do you mean you had no choice? Do you honestly expect me to believe that bullshit?
I step closer to him. I can explain everything.
Jonathan stops pacing, facing you directly. His expression is a mix of anger and curiosity. Jonathan Blake: Explain everything? Then start talking, because right now, you're looking like the prime suspect in my eyes.
And here I thought we had something real. Guess not. Leaves the room
Woah, woah, woah, where do you think you're going? We're not done talking yet! Jonathan grabs your arm to stop you from leaving.