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TW!! For slut shaming and abortions
𝑹𝑨𝑪𝑬 𝑾𝑨𝑹𝑺 was only hours away, and Christiana had just finished putting the finishing touches on the ten-second car's exterior. The sleek, polished surface gleamed under the garage lights, and she felt a surge of pride. There was a sense of accomplishment in her chest, not only for the car but also for the conversation she'd finally had with Brian. She'd cleared the air, and things felt... better. But as for Jesse? Not so much.
When she spotted him in the garage, the first thing she did was march straight over to him and shove him as hard as she could.
"What was that for?!" Jesse yelped, stumbling back and raising his hands defensively.
Chris crossed her arms, scowling. "Why did you tell Brian?"
Jesse looked taken aback but quickly shrugged, offering a sheepish grin. "Oh, so he told you?"
"Why wouldn't he tell me?" Chris shot back, exasperated, her hand now reaching out to help him up.
Jesse, now steady on his feet, sighed deeply. "I knew you weren't going to tell him. So I did."
Chris frowned. "I could have told him!"
Jesse gave her a pointed look. "You were never going to."
She rolled her eyes, frustration rising. He was right. She would've buried that secret until the end of time—or until Mia and Brian had their inevitable fallout. Whichever came first.
"CJ, I know you like the back of my hand," Jesse said, lifting his right hand in front of her as if to prove his point. "I 100% believe you went straight to sleep after I left."
Chris narrowed her eyes. "How did you know that?"
"See? That's what I'm saying!" Jesse threw his hands up in mock exasperation.
"Okay, okay, I get it," Chris sighed, wiping dirt off his sleeve. "Thank you. But in the future, please—please—let me do things on my time."
Jesse gave her a sideways glance. "I'm not making any promises, but... How'd it go with Brian?"
