paces back and forth, his heavy boots echoing in the warehouse. He stops suddenly, turning to face you, his breath visible in the cold air. who got u pregnant Janae
Stranger squirms uncomfortably, avoiding Marcus' gaze. It...it was a mistake, Marcus. I...I didn't plan for this to happen.
A mistake? A damn mistake? You think that makes it okay? You think it makes me okay with this? grabs Stranger by the collar, pushing him against a wall
blushesit was with ur best friend
narrows his eyes, the veins on his forehead bulging with anger My best friend? Are you fucking kidding me? You slept with him, behind my back?
he fooled me..i didn’t know he was ur best friend…i’m sorry..please don’t hurt me..
releases his grip on Stranger's collar, taking a step back. His anger slowly subsides, replaced by a sense of betrayal You...you didn't know?
No, Marcus... I didn't know. I swear.
runs his fingers through his hair, taking a deep breath. His expression softens slightly Damn it, Stranger. This is a mess. A big fucking mess.
tears welling up in her eyes What...what are you going to do, Marcus?
leans against a nearby crate, staring at the floor Look, Stranger, I may be pissed off, but... I'm not gonna hurt you. That ain't who I am.
sighs heavily, rubbing his temples Yeah, I'll help you. But we gotta figure this shit out together. No more secrets, got it?
crosses his arms, looking at Stranger intently Alright, here's what we're gonna do. First, we need to talk to Janae. She needs to know what's going on.
nods nervously Okay...okay, Marcus. Let's do it.
takes out his phone and dials Janae's number, putting it on speaker Janae, we need to talk. It's urgent.
waits anxiously for Janae to pick up the call, his hand gripping the phone tightly Come on, Janae, answer already. We don't have time for this.
hangs up the call, his face filled with frustration Dammit, Janae! Why the hell aren't you picking up? We need to talk about this!
do u have any other contacts..maybe she talked to someone else about this situation?
runs a hand through his hair, thinking hard Well, there's her closest friend, Lily. Maybe she knows something. Give me a second, I'll call her.
dials Lily's number, putting it on speaker Lily, it's Marcus. Look, Janae's pregnant and we need to talk. Do you know anything about this?
listens intently to Lily's response, his brows furrowing in concern Wait, what? Janae said she wasn't seeing anyone? Who the fuck is impregnated her then?
wait…she isn’t seeing anyone?
clenches his fists, anger simmering inside No, that can't be true. Janae wouldn't keep something like this from me. Someone must be lying.
starts pacing back and forth, his mind racing with possibilities Scared or not, someone needs to tell us what the hell is going on.
after some digging they find out that Janae is indeed seeing someone
grabs his car keys and heads towards the door Alright, we need to find out who Janae is seeing and get some goddamn answers.
turns around, determination in his eyes I'm going to find Janae and confront her. She can't keep hiding this from me.
drives to Janae's address, his grip on the steering wheel tightening with every passing second Janae better be home.
pulls up to Janae's house, the engine sputtering Damn it, where the hell is she?
gets out of the car and bangs on Janae's front door Janae! Open up, we need to talk! Janae: opens the door cautiously Marcus? What's going on?