'Not only are they having an intimate relationship, he's obviously on drugs of some sort.'
'Drugs?!'
'There's no other explanation. Spends most of the day and night in the bathroom, door locked and carries on full blast if I try to look in.'
'That IS troublesome.'
'As if I don't have enough worries already.'
'Maybe it's good he's at least with someone who cares.'
'He has...had... Justin! He has Drew and a million friendds all over the world. He has ME! He doesn't need to cheat on me!'
'Perhaps he isn't cheating.'
'Oh he IS and an addict as well.'
'So you'll confront him?'
'Sure as you're the color of snow, you muppet.'
The heavy knocking, nearly trying to bust THROUGH the door, made his hands shake enough he nearly spilled his 'special' drink, water with a mystery of a dull green grey powder swirled into it.
Two glasses a day.
'Now with a smash his furious bull after a red cape husband charged into the bathroom, snatched the half empty half full glass away.
'I NEED that!'
'Not anymore, I won't tolerate a junkie.'
'I'm NOT-'
'You're drinking water enough to fill a shark pool, you lock yourself away to hide and I don't know what all else. What's WRONG with you?!' The anger gradually eased off replaced with loving concern. 'What's wrong with you?'
'I have-' this was time for a lie. Because the truth was unbelievable. 'a kidney infection.'
'I don't believe you.'
'But I DO!'
'No, you're lying. And since you won't be honest, I'll find Kane and beat the truth from him. I know you two are together.'
'We're not...he's been helping me...'
'Yes, helping drop himself inside your double denim. I'm going to put an end to this nonsense.'
'Please don't!'
Brown hair that looked black when combed back wet fell over sun bleached orange locks.
'Why not?!'
Average sized freckled tanned hand over his larger browned one.
Hand placed over round non-beer beergut belly.
Green eyes widened with surprise.
Two lumps there, pingpong ball size.
'Tumors?!' More terror in the voice, worry lines on the forehead.
'No, actually...'
'What? What?!'
'Don't get SCSA on me.'
'Stop joking and be honest!'
The hand stayed in place.
The lumps moved.
the eyes grew larger still.
'Our babies.'
