05-30-2019, 05:13 AM
"I have things I gotta do, you two do whatever you want." Ramonda answered while rising from her seat and walking out. Bradley was a little relieved, the two might have an easier time without her agression possibly making Jaxon more uncomfortable than he was.
"I'll come wth you." Bradley said "It's probably best, n-not because I want to watch over you though! It can get a little dangerous here from time to time." He immediatley facepalmed after saying that knowing damn well he was just as dangerous as anyone else having claimed a man last night. What Bradley said was not untrue though, unlike Henrique, he was forced into the slums after a particular incident, where most of the citizens, especially those share his power, are almost completley feral.
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This was probably as good a time as any, but Ivan was still putting off responding to Courtney's text, he would at least pack his things first. He changed out of Henrique's clothes and put on his own shirt and jeans which fit him better. After finally packing up his console, clothes, hair products etc, he finally decided to respond.
"Hello?" Courtney answered the phone. There was a pause for a bit on the other side. "Ivy? Did you pocket dial me?"
"Who's baby is it?" Ivan was referring the picture she sent, a positive pregnancy test. "You and I both know that it can't be mine..." Their schedules were not very convenient the past few months to make love, so the timing was off. It wasn't possible for Courtney to be pregnant with Ivan's child.
This time Courtney paused, not expecting her beloved Ivy to put that together. "Someone from work." Was all she said.
"Why in the FUCK would you do this to me!?" A frantic Ivan yelled into the phone "I know we have our problems, but we are supposed to be getting married in 3 months!" He was pacing around the room aggressively. Should he tell her he was apparently pregnant too?
"This is my way of calling it off." Before Ivan could ask why, she continued, "Honestly, Ivy....you're just not, well....manly enough for me. I sorta realized that some couple months ago. It's almost like you have the word queer written on your forehead." This argument would go on for a couple more minutes before ending in Courtney demanding Ivan move out once he returned home.
A defeated Ivan crumpled onto the bed once the call ended, sobbing into the pillow like a teenage girl. This very well probably was the worst day of his life, being claimed by someone he barely knows and his love life being torn apart. He would eventually realise that he had been in his hotel room for over an hour. "Shit.." Going back downstairs to Henrique was the last thing he wanted to do right now, but it was probably better than Henrique coming upstairs to drag him back to the car. He grabbed the bags and headed back down the lobby, his eyes still a little puffy and face tear stained.
"I'll come wth you." Bradley said "It's probably best, n-not because I want to watch over you though! It can get a little dangerous here from time to time." He immediatley facepalmed after saying that knowing damn well he was just as dangerous as anyone else having claimed a man last night. What Bradley said was not untrue though, unlike Henrique, he was forced into the slums after a particular incident, where most of the citizens, especially those share his power, are almost completley feral.
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This was probably as good a time as any, but Ivan was still putting off responding to Courtney's text, he would at least pack his things first. He changed out of Henrique's clothes and put on his own shirt and jeans which fit him better. After finally packing up his console, clothes, hair products etc, he finally decided to respond.
"Hello?" Courtney answered the phone. There was a pause for a bit on the other side. "Ivy? Did you pocket dial me?"
"Who's baby is it?" Ivan was referring the picture she sent, a positive pregnancy test. "You and I both know that it can't be mine..." Their schedules were not very convenient the past few months to make love, so the timing was off. It wasn't possible for Courtney to be pregnant with Ivan's child.
This time Courtney paused, not expecting her beloved Ivy to put that together. "Someone from work." Was all she said.
"Why in the FUCK would you do this to me!?" A frantic Ivan yelled into the phone "I know we have our problems, but we are supposed to be getting married in 3 months!" He was pacing around the room aggressively. Should he tell her he was apparently pregnant too?
"This is my way of calling it off." Before Ivan could ask why, she continued, "Honestly, Ivy....you're just not, well....manly enough for me. I sorta realized that some couple months ago. It's almost like you have the word queer written on your forehead." This argument would go on for a couple more minutes before ending in Courtney demanding Ivan move out once he returned home.
A defeated Ivan crumpled onto the bed once the call ended, sobbing into the pillow like a teenage girl. This very well probably was the worst day of his life, being claimed by someone he barely knows and his love life being torn apart. He would eventually realise that he had been in his hotel room for over an hour. "Shit.." Going back downstairs to Henrique was the last thing he wanted to do right now, but it was probably better than Henrique coming upstairs to drag him back to the car. He grabbed the bags and headed back down the lobby, his eyes still a little puffy and face tear stained.