"Fine! I'm pregnant with your baby, Hayes! Now leave before they kill the father of my child!" Monica yelled in frustration, glaring at him.
Hayes froze, his own eyes wide, mouth agape. He stepped back in shock, unable to make any other movements.
"Hayes, I can't hold them back much longer!" Ansel yelled, trying his best to keep the bed from being knocked away from the door. His eyes were gleaming a bright blue, and the veins of his neck were popping out as he was pushing with all his might.
But Hayes could not hear anything. Not a word. No other noise. Just Monica's words replaying in his mind over and over again.
"Hayes!" Monica marched up to him, grabbing him by his shoulders and violently shaking him. "Please, come on now!" She begged, forcefully dragging him towards the tunnel
