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This is known even less and the interpretation is even more open. And Patty?
What do you think of Henry?
She thinks he is a monster💔
She waits for it all his life
she forgets him
she lives in fear that he might find her
she thinks he died in hospital
she feels guilty for not saving him
Remaining time: 2 days 22 hours
This situation is also unclear. In some shows (London), she feels his presence and is frightened by it. I think Patty learned that Henry "died" in the hospital and, although she was scared at the end, she regrets not having saved the boy...
I keep forgetting that most regions say “put away/stored” instead of “put up”. Also throwing in the words “ain’t” and “gonna” without catching it. Outing my regional accent on the main 😂
There have always been different versions of what happened between Henry and Patty at the end of TFS. I'll list the most popular ones below (or at least the ones they talked about). What do you think happened? (We'll see what they put in the Pro Shot, if we explain better.)
what happened?
Henry thinks Patty is dead and lives with the guilt of having killed her
Henry thinks that Patty abandoned him and feels resentment and other conflicting
Henry, as long as he can <soteria plant> silently follows Patty into the void ev
As soon as he sees that Patty is alive and safe, Henry, in a final act of love,
Remaining time: 2 days 21 hours
We all know by now (and several rumors have confirmed it) that Henry has forgotten Patty, her humanity, and her memories...
for the rest I think that Henry thinks she is dead (one of the versions of New York)or that he follows her until he imposes soteria on him (the London cast had said it during season 5 and I don't remember if Jamie mentioned it. I absolutely must learn to keep the link to the interviews!)
But the other versions are also very interesting. It's such a sad and multifaceted love story...🥲🥲🥲
Pairing: Henry Creel/Female!OC | Rating: E | Word Count: 3444
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Summary: After finding more lingerie in Sally’s room, Henry is convinced she’s seeing someone. He should not care but his curiosity gets the better of him.
CW: jealousy, Brenner jumpscare, panty stealing, masturbation (male and female)
A/N: this was only supposed to be two parts but the two parts turned into four. I don’t wanna make this anything bigger than what it is so I’m sticking to four… we will see if that holds. Also I forgot what day Henry did laundry so I switched Tuesday and Thursday on the first chapter. He does laundry on Thursday’s now.
Tagging: @meatcrimes @morb1us-enjoyer @cristalbeesnow @gsamuelag if you want on the tags or off let me know. No hard feelings 🩷
Henry returned the white panties his next laundry day, just like he had with the pink ones. He noticed immediately there weren’t any on the floor when he entered Sally’s room. He figured out why when he saw something sheer poking out from a towel on the floor. For everything to be so put together, she left a lot of clothes on the floor. He looked back at the door. He should leave it. He pushed his luck by taking the white ones.
But he had to see.
He picked up the towel.
It looked like another night gown, beige this time. He scowled. He looked back to the door then picked it up. He already detested the texture of it. It felt scratchy, like the tags on his shirts.
Surely she didn’t wear this to bed, he thought.
The bodice felt stiff, like there was a frame to it. He realized the rest of it was a little stiff too. He held it out. It looked like a bathing suit, a whole one piece but the material wasn’t right. The top of it looked like the bodices women wore in that nasty magazine Richard kept. It went under clothes if he remembered correctly.
Why the hell did she have this?
He heard a noise and dropped it immediately, stepping back quickly to the bed. No one passed by the door. It must have come from down the hall. He quickly made the bed and left. He was annoyed with himself by the time he started the laundry. She owned that for a reason. Wore it under her uniform for someone. She had to. He physically shook his head.
It shouldn’t matter to him who she was sleeping with. She would be caught eventually, if they were sneaking into her room at night. Even sooner if they were sneaking around during the day. He tried to think of who it would be. No one stayed last night besides him and Richard. It wasn’t Richard; Sally detested him. There was no other option unless it was one of the guards. He frowned and leaned back against the washer. The guards were imbeciles and ugly to boot.
Maybe it was Daniel. He stayed the night the last time. If she was sneaking around during the day, he wouldn’t need to stay overnight. He also monitored the halls close to the nurse station. Henry made a face. Daniel was a Neanderthal in every sense of the term. He was covered in dark hair and had bushy brows that stuck out prominently. An intrusive image of Sally kissing Daniel flashed in his mind. It made him physically recoil.
He shouldn’t care.
Sally wasn’t important. She was nice but not important. His body has a physical reaction only because he is a man and she’s a woman, and he finds women visibly pleasing. He shoved the bed sheets into the dryers, much like he shoved down the argument within his mind that said he hadn’t found a woman attractive since high school.
Since her.
And he didn’t want to think about her. Thinking about her only reminded him how naive and foolish he was. She used him and they both suffered for it. He was locked away and she… she was gone forever.
He stewed in his thoughts until the dryers stopped and he folded all the linens. He was never good at it; others complained constantly. Henry did not even understand how one was supposed to fold a fitted sheet nor why any one would try. It did work to clear his head. That was, until he turned down the wrong wing out of habit. He didn’t falter. He didn’t stop but his eyes narrowed a little.
Sally leaned back against the counter at the nurses station talking to the devil himself.
Daniel, in his disgustingly ill-fitted guard uniform, stood beside her with his arms crossed against his chest. Henry’s gaze bounced between them and a surge of something he wanted to ignore welled in his chest. Of course Daniel saw him, then looked up and scowled. Sally turned her head and had the audacity to pretend she was happy to see him.
“Hey Hen,” she grinned.
“Hey Hen.” Daniel mimicked her inflection. She immediately hit his arm with the back of her hand. He turned his head to her. “What?”
“Your break was over five minutes ago, you’re going to get us written up,” she gave Daniel a dirty look. When he didn’t move, she hit him again, this time on the chest. “Go Danny, I’m tired of looking at you.”
“Okay!” Daniel smirked at her. “Don’t be so feisty.” He turned to leave but not before shooting Henry a dirty look of his own.
“Keep walking,” Sally said loudly and shooed him with her hands. She turned her attention to Henry once Daniel was down the hall. “Ignore him, he’s an idiot. Did you need something?”
“No, I was simply walking back to my room.”
“Oh,” her smile faded a little. “I forgot.”
Henry tilted his head. “My room is five doors down from yours.” He didn’t understand why she was lying. “You know that.”
“Like I said, I forgot.” She moved around to the back of the counter. He must have embarrassed her, from the way her cheeks reddened. She gathered up a stack of documents and headed in the opposite direction. “I’ll see you later, Henry.”
She wasn’t at dinner that evening. He didn’t see her at breakfast or lunch either. He felt terrible. He felt guilty. For what, he didn’t know. It was rather annoying. He never went that long without seeing or speaking to her. She must be angry with him. Against his better judgment (he was doing that a lot lately), he went by the nurses station.
She wasn’t there.
He walked by Mary, who was writing on a clipboard without a word and headed to the infirmary. His heart skipped when he saw the back of her walking down the hall. She didn’t seem to notice him when she turned into the infirmary. He walked quickly; more quickly than he should and stopped just outside the door.
“I need a nap.” Sally was talking softly, almost in a whisper, to someone else in the room. Smart of her, considering the recording devices everywhere.
“You do look like shit, Sal.” Paula Markle. She was nicer than Mary to Henry and closer in age to him and Sally. However, he did not like that she said that. She continued, “did you even get some sleep last night?”
“No.” Henry’s eyes widened at the confession. “These beds here are so uncomfortable. I don’t know how anyone sleeps on them. Two days over the weekend isn’t enough to recover. I might tell Brenner I’m taking a two week vacation. Sleep in my own bed and actually get some rest.”
“Uh huh, and what would your boyfriend think of that?”
“Paula stop it, he is not my boyfriend.” He could hear the snap in Sally’s tone.
“He might as well be. You chat him up every day.”
“That doesn’t make him my boyfriend. We are coworkers.”
“Yea, but those puppy dog eyes he gives you says otherwise.” Paula giggled.
“He does not give me puppy dog eyes.” Sally didn’t sound convinced of herself. “He’s just like that.”
“No, he’s not and you know it.” Paula hummed loudly “He’s the real reason you haven’t been sleeping, am I right?”
“Paula shut up. It’s not like that.” She paused. “Okay it’s a little like that.”
He felt ill. He could hear the humor in Sally’s tone and envision the bashful look she was probably giving.
Paula laughed. “Uh huh. That bed ain’t the only thing hard at night is it, Sal?”
Whatever Sally said in reply, Henry didn’t hear. His ears were too busy ringing and he turned back down the hall. She was seeing someone and he was angry about it. He shouldn’t be. He knew everyone locked in this stupid lab were just lesser pawns in a game they didn’t know they were playing. There were no exceptions. Sally shouldn’t be an exception.
And yet he wanted her to be.
He scolded himself mentally. There were no exceptions. He was foolish to think there were. He needed to get his head together. It was his time to monitor the children in the Rainbow Room anyhow.
That afternoon Henry didn’t anticipate running into Sally after herding the children from training to their rooms to rest. It was too late by the time he noticed her to turn back. He scowled; he did not want to speak to her.
“Hey Hen,” she stilled and frowned. “What’s that look for?”
He hummed, fixing his face into a smile. “What look are you referring to?”
“You looked like I pissed you off or something.” She looked him over. He could see by her posture she was guarded.
“No.” He thought of a lie quickly and changed the subject. “I was thinking about something. It’s nothing. How was your morning? I haven’t seen you all day.”
“Long. I didn’t sleep well last night.” He noticed the darkness under her eyes when she smiled.
“Why not?” He tried to not sound accusatory.
“I don’t know. My mind gets the better of me. It happens.”
Before he could ask what that meant, Brenner approached them. Sally immediately turned and acted like she was writing something down. Henry saw the quizzical glance Brenner gave her. It made his stomach knot.
“Good afternoon Nurse Henson.”
“Afternoon Dr. Brenner.” She looked up and flashed a smile. It seemed to appease him.
He turned to Henry. “Peter, I would like a word with you in my office.”
God, what did I do now? He thought.
He followed Brenner down the hallways, pretending he didn’t see the side eyes everyone gave him as they passed. Brenner opened the door and held it for him. He could feel his gaze follow him as he went inside and stood in front of the desk. Brenner came in and shut the door, gesturing for Henry to sit while he took his own seat behind the desk.
“You wanted to speak to me Papa?” That word always tasted like ash in his mouth. He learned to not show it.
“How was your day today?”
Henry looked at the carpet. “It was good, thank you for asking.”
Brenner hummed. “You went by the infirmary today. Are you feeling well?”
There it was. Henry didn’t move, he didn’t even breathe differently. Brenner knew he was by the door eavesdropping. Someone must have seen the camera footage and snitched on him. In an instant he knew exactly what role to play.
“I am now. My stomach was hurting.” It was after lunch- the perfect excuse. “I was going to ask the nurses for something, but they were busy.” He finally looked up. Brenner was eyeing him carefully, dissecting every word he said. “They were having a conversation. I waited to see if it was important and it appeared to be so I left.”
“I see,” Brenner lifted his chin like he did when was considering his next move. “What conversation were they having that was so important you felt the need to not interrupt them?”
“Nurse Henson was discussing her work schedule with Nurse Markel.”
Not a lie. Not the truth either, but depending on how Brenner reacted, Henry would know if they were talking loud enough for the recording to pick up. He didn’t think they were. Sally was loud but she knew how to whisper when needed. If she was heard, she could get fired. Henry was angry with her but not enough to want her gone.
“What exactly was she discussing?”
Brenner didn’t know. Henry could see it in the way Brenner’s brows furrowed. A tell Henry picked up on after years of being in the lab. He felt relief but didn’t show it.
“Nurse Henson mentioned wanting to take vacation time. She hasn’t been sleeping well. Then they started to discuss sixteen and seventeen’s medications. I wasn’t feeling that unwell, just uncomfortable so I left.” Henry added, “I know I shouldn’t have eavesdropped. It was not professional of me.”
Brenner stared at Henry intensely. After a moment, he relaxed. “That’s quite alright. Just don’t make it a habit. Thank you, Henry, for your honesty. That will be all. You can go.”
Henry avoided Sally again for a whole week. He told himself it was to keep Brenner from sticking his nose where it didn’t belong. It had nothing to do with the pit in his stomach from knowing Sally was sneaking around with Daniel.
“Hey Ballard!” A male voice called behind him as he was walking to the Rainbow Room.
Henry glowered at that stupid name but fixed his face before turning. It was Michael, the supervisor the other orderlies reported to.
“Is there something you need?” He asked sweetly.
“Yeah, Gerald went home and won’t be in tomorrow. I’ll need you to take the staff wing.”
It was cute this man thought he could boss Henry around. He was lucky Henry actually enjoyed that task somewhat.
“Of course. I will start there tomorrow.”
“Thanks. I’ll make sure he picks up one of yours next week.”
“That won’t be necessary. I don’t mind it.”
Miachel gave him a skeptical look but didn’t question it. Henry didn’t so much as blink while he waited for Michael to leave first. It was his favorite thing to do with the other employees. It always unnerved them when he stared and he got joy watching them become visibly uncomfortable. Once Michael broke eye contact, Henry finally blinked and turned, getting back on track.
The next day he didn’t think visiting Sally’s room would affect him and yet he wanted to vomit upon entering. There were no clothes on the floor for once. He should have taken the bedsheets by the door and left.
Instead, he did something idiotic.
Sally washed her clothes on Wednesdays and took them home on Saturdays, not that he was keeping track. There should have been nothing for him to find if he went digging around in her hamper. He looked back at the door and then into the hamper by the bathroom. A uniform and something red was at the bottom.
He picked up the red item. A nightgown; cotton unlike the other one he saw. It was still short, probably long enough to cover her ass and that was it. He glanced down again and saw another red item. He didn’t hesitate to snatch it up, dropping the gown back into the hamper. The inside was cotton but the outside had lace on the front with a bow at the top.
He wondered if Sally wore these for Daniel. Did that bastard think she was a present he deserved? In a moment of petty fueled rage, he took them and stuffed them into his pocket. She should be wearing those for him, not stupid Daniel. Henry was so worked up by the time he got the laundry started he didn’t even hide behind the washer.
He undid his belt and pants without even looking at the door. He didn’t care. He leaned back against one of the dryers and wasted no time pulling out the panties to stoke himself with them. In his mind, Sally was on her knees, her mascara running down her cheeks from choking on his cock.
He turned, facing the dryer now, one arm out and braced against the top of it. Instead of stroking himself, he was thrusting into his hand while he envisioned thrusting into her mouth. He used her mouth because she didn’t deserve to cum, not when she let that beast touch her. He imagined grabbing her by the hair and holding her down while he came down her throat.
You belong to me. Only me. He thought.
He came, groaning so deeply it sounded like a growl. He let the panties catch his cum to keep it off the dryer. He dropped his head against his arm while he caught his breath. Henry spent the rest of his time in that room with one thing on his mind: he was going to find a way to eliminate Daniel.
Sally pulled the hat off her head before she even opened the door to her room. She was exhausted from being up all night again fretting about things she couldn’t change. Why did she think things would be any different than what they were? Henry hated her for some reason. She hadn’t seen him all week, which was hard to do considering they didn’t leave this floor. She needed a new job. She needed to get out of Hawkins and away from this lab.
She tossed her hat onto the desk once she shut her door and pulled the pins from her hair. She was halfway done when she glanced at her bed and stilled, hands still in her hair.
Her blanket was tucked in.
There was only one orderly who did that and it wasn’t his week to do staff laundry. Something she didn’t want to put a name to washed over her when she realized she didn’t see Gerald at all while on the clock. They must have given Henry his wing. She dropped her hands and went to the bed. Nothing went missing the last time he did her room. If nothing went missing now...
The floor around the bed was clear. She was awake long enough to put her clothes up like she was supposed to. Her eyes cut up to the chest of drawers. None of the drawers looked disturbed. Walking over, she pulled the top drawer open. Everything in there when she got dressed this morning was accounted for. That was when she turned to the hamper by the bathroom door. It was mostly empty; she did her laundry the day before. She walked over and pulled what little clothes she had in there out and tossed them onto the floor. Her heart rate increased once she shook her night gown and the other uniform she had.
“That son of a bitch,” she whispered.
Her underwear was gone.
So it was Henry. She was mad and turned on at the same time. Sally suspected Henry but when nothing went missing last time, she thought she might be wrong. She had honestly been afraid it was someone else taking her panties because she didn’t think Henry had it in him. She gathered up the clothes and put them back in the hamper. She wanted to march to his room and demand an explanation.
Did he think she wouldn’t notice? Those were expensive panties. Why was he even taking them? He didn’t like her. No matter how much she flirted with him, he was a solid wall of no emotion. He’d avoided her for damn near a week. Was he just messing with her? He didn’t really talk to anyone else. Mary said he was a creep. Danny thought he was queer. Paula was the only one who agreed with her that he was cute. A little weird but cute. He was not a creep.
And yet she practically caught him red handed taking her panties.
Sally sighed heavily. She went back to taking the pins out of her hair. She would catch him in the act. She just had to be patient.
And maybe she would mess with him too. She made a mental note to pack extra lingerie when she came back Monday. If he had any opinions on what she kept on hand, he would definitely have something to think about once she pulled out the risqué ones. She wondered what he did with them. Deep down she had a general idea of what he could be doing. She really shouldn’t be turned on by the idea of him rubbing his cock all over them.
No. Sally absolutely was not going to put on the white lingerie set she owned once she got out of the shower, now that she knew he was the one who took the panties that went with the night gown. She absolutely was not going to touch herself, thinking about how he had most likely covered those panties with his cum before returning them. And she most certainly was not going to come on her own fingers from imagining him pulling the band to the side to fuck her. She was no better than Henry if she did that.
It was probably a good thing she didn’t care about that.
Tag NSFW/18+ bullying, stalking, drug use and addiction.
You stare at Eddie, not knowing what to say. "You're pregnant. You don't have to be ashamed. It's his fault, not yours. He's the one who didn't take responsibility for dumping you for his childhood friend, Patty. Patty is okay. I don't blame her, but him. Does he even know? Y/N must know. He's the father and he'll help you with child support and everything. But if you don't tell him... do you want to go through this alone?" Eddie's words break a dam. You burst into uncontrollable tears. Eddie comes closer. "Come here," he says and hugs you. You return the hug, crying into his jacket. Then slowly you calm down. "Eddie, Henry knows," you say. He can't be the stalker. It's mathematically impossible. Eddie looks at you in disbelief. "He knows?" You bite your lip. Eddie... do you promise to keep a secret? Well, besides that? Eddie nods, then puts two crossed fingers on his lips. "Scout's word," he says, making you smile. "Henry and I haven't broken up. Henry is very happy with the baby, but the stalker has become more threatening. He wants to take it to the next level. He wrote a message. From now on, we'll play. We don't know what he wants. It's no one from my past or Henry's. Not his father's creditors, not a former scout." Eddie doesn't ask questions, he lets you talk. That's what you appreciate about him. That he doesn't bombard you with questions." Brenner doesn't want to put this child in danger. He says it's his inheritance having adopted Henry. "Eddie studies you absorbedly." What if Brenner is the mad scientist, the stalker? Maybe it's all a twisted psychological plan of his to drive you crazy. "You've thought about this for a long time. "At first I thought so. But now there's a child involved. His grandson. He would never put little Brenner's life in danger." You suppress a grimace. Inside, you prefer to consider the little one a Creel. "But maybe he passed the buck to a colleague and wants to blame him," says Eddie. You think about it. After all, Orwens is among the suspects and that doesn't add up.
Orwen has always been kind to you, and as far as you know, he has no reason to hate Henry. Also because Brenner would have fired him. But then why mention his name too? You decide to confide in Eddie. "Brenner mentioned Nancy's name. He says she's the stalker. Because she didn't get the scholarship." Eddie gasps. Then he gives a bitter smile. "The scapegoat," he says. You look at him, confused. "What?" Eddie looks at a pack of cigarettes in his pocket. Then at you. Finally, at the no-smoking sign. Finally, he decides to leave the cigarette where it belongs. You know perfectly well it's not because of the sign. "Nancy is a scapegoat. Come on, you really won't believe it! She's ambitious and intelligent, I'll grant you that, but she's not a sadist. And there are things more important to her than futile revenge for a scholarship. It can't be Nancy. Either Brenner doesn't know who to blame anymore, or he's behind all this." You look at Eddie, "I don't think it's Nancy either. We've ruled out so many names." Eddie smiles bitterly, "I bet Brenner got me involved too." Actually, he didn't. Eddie continues, "After all, I'm a Satanist because I play D&D. Ridiculous!" You run a hand over your stomach. Now you're hungry" no. Brenner didn't mention your name. He accused Jonathan. Dustin, the teachers, a former classmate of Henry, some criminals who killed his family, a co-worker. Klaus, Kol, Antea. And now Nancy" at those words Eddie looks at you stunned "she made a list of Silla's prescriptions! absurd! Are you kidding? Antea is less likely to be the stalker than Nancy. Come on! Have you seen her? She's completely harmless. She doesn't know you exist and she comes to class when she wants. She's in the middle of a thousand debts and troubles with drug dealers. It doesn't make sense that it's Antea!" says Eddie. You know that Eddie has taken her under his wing in his own way. You're right, it can't be Antea and it can't be Nancy. But then who hates us so much? I don't understand. Then you sigh. But I'm afraid of Nancy. I know it's probably not her, but what if it was? What could she do to me?Eddie thinks about it. "Nothing. Nancy won't do anything. It's not her style. She didn't get the results she hoped for, she's just studying harder. That's all. There's someone else behind it," Eddie says, reassuring you knowing that he thinks exactly like you and Henry. "In any case, I'll keep my eyes open. We'll catch him, you'll see. But what about the rest? You can't hide it forever," Eddie says, pointing to your belly. "I know. Brenner already has the perfect plan. As soon as the pregnancy starts showing, he'll pull me out of school and keep me in his lab until the birth. Henry will also quit teaching. He'll become a nurse and then a doctor. Just like Brenner wanted." Eddie leans against the doorframe. "Coincidentally, everyone in his power. The heir to his empire growing inside you. Creel becoming a doctor like Dad wanted and, well, you. A wife for the most bachelor professor in the world. I don't rule out the possibility that it's all a plan of his to keep Henry under control. But I'll investigate. In any case, what do your parents think?" Eddie asks. You smile sadly. "Nothing. I'm not that valuable to them anymore. As long as Henry marries me and supports me. For the rest, I have carte blanche. I mustn't become a scandal." You hold back. More than you already have become. Eddie looks at you curiously. "Y/N, what do your parents have against you?" You take a deep breath. Only Brenner knows. Only Henry. Only Patty and the other teachers. Can you trust Eddie? After all, it's all water under the bridge." Listen, Eddie, I have something to tell you." But that's when the bathroom door swings open and Antea comes in.
Eddie is there, watching you. To a distracted eye, the pregnancy isn't visible. But to a careful eye, it is. You're more tired. Your clothes are a little tighter. You're throwing up. But you have that strange light on your face, typical of all expectant mothers. How long will it take for the average student to notice your condition? But Brenner already has his plan. Having Creel in the lab, coincidentally, doing the work he wanted. You in the hospital and an heir inside you to carry on an illustrious name. It's no laughing matter that Brenner has already organized the child's life until graduation. But that doesn't matter. You're there, ready to tell him why your parents aren't happy about becoming grandparents <especially because Henry is marrying you> that Antea is coming to the bathroom. Eddie already knows what he wants. As soon as he sees him, he starts whining, "Do you have any more, Eddie?" he says. It's no mystery what he wants. "No, Antea. You know I've been done with that stuff for a while now and you should too. Now, you have to go to English," he says to her like an older brother. "But I don't want to take English! You know what I want!" he blurts out. "Why are you all against me? And you, and the teachers, and that Patty!" Then his gaze focuses on you. "You're the girl on the poster," he says. You both look at her cautiously. "Which poster, Antea?" The girl points to the corridor. "Well, the poster in the corridor. Everyone's looking at it. It's disturbing." At those words, Eddie sees it. You've gone white. "What does it say on the poster?" Antea looks at him shrewdly. "If I tell you, will you give me some?" But you're quick. You run out of the bathroom. Eddie and Antea follow you.
You run with your heart in your throat. You only know one thing. The stalker has struck again. You arrive breathless in front of that huge poster that takes up the entire wall. A crowd of students is looking at it. Those who notice you look at you with pity. Others with disgust. "You don't do these things. It was her business. Whoever did it is a criminal. They should kick it out," says Kol, but he seems to have more of an issue with the poster than with you. You arrive in front of the poster and hear Antea next to you sigh. "I told you it was ugly," she says. You look a poster. There, grainy, is a frame from one of the lab's cameras. The frame with your pregnancy test. Your secret there, in front of everyone. The secret you tried to keep. A red writing stands out on the poster. I told you I would up the ante, y/n. Now everyone knows your secret. Next question: Who will be the father? "This is obscene," Eddie says, clenching his fists. That's when Jonathan reaches you and hugs you. "We'll do something, Y/N," he says, taking responsibility for the child. You hug him, but suddenly you see him, far away from you. Henry is looking at the poster with wide eyes. He's horrified. That's when Patty and the other teachers join the crowd. Then that name: "Nancy Wheller, please follow us to the principal's office." Nancy, next to Robin, goes white. "But I don't understand!" Kol snorts. "Come on! It couldn't have been her! Please!"Patty catches up Nancy with Joyce . Patty is serious, wary. Joyce is disappointed and angry.
An anonymous envelope arrived with some interesting photos we need to talk about. "Come on!" Nancy looks at the crowd with wide eyes. "It wasn't me. I could never do something like that. Y/N! It wasn't me!" she shouts. Steve intervenes. "It wasn't her! That's not like her!" Billy looks at the test shrewdly. Krissy is suspicious. Patty shakes her head. "It's standard procedure, Steve. Nancy? Let's go. You? Disappear," she says. Then she looks at you. "Y/N? Let's go. And you too, Jonathan." Joyce looks at her son. Then she looks at you. Joyce, who thinks she's just become a grandmother and found out the hard way. Jonathan, brave, takes your hand. "Let's go, Y/N, let's face everything together. "I'm not leaving you," he says. "It's really a dirty trick. I wonder who's behind it because it's definitely not Nancy's doing," Klaus says as you pass by. You don't know what to think anymore. Your head is in total chaos. You only know that the stalker has made the worst move ever. He just revealed to the world that you're pregnant. How long will it take him to reveal who the father is. Herny looks at you beyond the terror. You feel like you're sinking into a nightmare.
And now, a truly despicable move. I warned that the stalker has upped the ante🥲
Jonathan🥰🥰🥰🥰 and Joyce who thinks she's a grandmother but it's all a lie😱
Soon, two very sweet chapters about Henry and Y/N. This stalker is going too far 🥲 We have to catch him, guys!
I threw the entire timeline of chapter two of dirty laundry off and now I have to go back and figure out how to make it make sense 😩 I might can fix it. Big ass sigh
