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Chapter 5

Author: Dark Pen
last update Huling Na-update: 2025-10-01 08:58:32

Devin's Pov

“Oh, I dare alright.” I seethed with rage as well as other unknown emotions. 

“Because if you dare to sleep with me despite knowing that you might have gotten some sort of disease from your boy toy then I have every right to say it.” With each word, I poked at his chest, pushing him backwards slightly.

This time around, the smile had dropped from his face as he looked at me darkly.

“Don't test me Devin. Whatever this tryst you're trying to pull is, don't pull Marcus into it. Who's to say you aren't the one who had it from the onset? From what I understand, only you exhibited any symptoms so you might as well have had it for a while.” he said.

A sour feeling emerged in my chest when he kept actively protecting Marcus even now but since I couldn't understand it, I gritted my teeth and shook my head to clear my head. Instead I focused my attention on the fact that he was trying to blame me.

The fuck? Does he think I'm a whore who sleeps around with any guy I see?

“Fuck you, Adrian! I don't give a shit what you have to say. I don't know why I got the symptoms before you but I'm a thousand and one percent sure I got this from you. And if the source is not from you, it must be your boy toy who gave it to you.” I said firmly and he stared at me in such a manner that I immediately felt unnerved.

His usual teasing smile wasn't there anymore.

“Marcus is not my boy toy. Also, he wasn't the one who the STD stemmed from. He is not a person who whores around!”

I scoffed. “So I'm supposed to what? Take your word for it? I hate to break it to you Adrian but that ship sailed the moment I found out that you gave me Gonorrhea, dammit!” The words came out softer as my face burned with embarrassment. Gonorrhea was not a particularly crazy thing as I could just get some antibiotics and I would be fine after some days. What I needed was someone to blame as everything that had happened these past few days made me spiral.

And who best to blame aside Adrian and his annoyingly sly face.

“Also, I can assure you that it most definitely didn't come from me, asides you, Stella is the only one I've slept with and we both know that she is obsessed with me so…” I trailed off.

That fact was quite established because everyone knew how in love Stella was with me. That was one of the reasons I felt so confused… and guilty too.

“So, unless you want me to go meet the source of all this myself, I suggest you do go get him so we can go check this out and sort out this bullshit.”

Adrian looked at me with narrowed eyes for a while and just when I thought he would argue, he didn't. Instead he just said “Okay”

“Good. Then go get him. And I hope that once we find out that it's his fault, the slap won't burn too much.”

He scoffed. “Who said I was telling him anything?”

My face wrinkled in annoyance and I made to talk but he cut me off.

“From what I understand, he doesn't have to be physically present for a test. He just has to give his urine sample.”

“I guess….” I replied.

“Well then! Wait here.” With that he turned and dashed into the house without another word.

I just stood there dumbfounded, unable to understand what the hell was going on and why the hell I listened to his order to “stay put”.

After a while, I decided that enough was enough. I was going to find Marcus on my own.

Just when I took the first step, Adrian came back and this time, he was dressed less casually with his car keys dangling on his hand.

“Let's go.” He said and then walked out the door.

I froze for a moment before I was soon sprinting after him. “Hey! Hey! Where are you going? Where's Marcus?”

Before I could blink, he tossed something towards me. Instinctively, I caught it only for my eyes to widen when I realized what it was.

Almost immediately, I tossed it back, my face scrunching in disgust. “What the fuck? Why would you give me a vial of urine? Are you crazy?” 

This time, his sly smile was back and I could see a bit of gloating satisfaction as he caught the tube.

“Well didn't you ask for Marcus's urine sample? Well there it is.”

I resisted the urge to throw up. “You didn't have to give it to me, goddamit. Don't you realize how disgusting that is? Also, how the fuck did you get your hands on something like that? Did Marcus just give you?” I demanded while grinding my teeth and staring at his annoyingly casual posture.

He shrugged. “Well I got it. End of story. Now let's go get tested.”

I opened my mouth to speak but he didn't give me a chance as we walked to the car and got in.

He reached across and opened the passenger seat. “You coming?”

I hesitated seeing his annoyingly handsome face.

Wait! Did I just think of him as handsome. No!!! I need to get this done and then go onto avoid everything about him. 

I shook my head. ‘It's app fucked up.,’

“Let's go.” I said, ensuring I didn't look at him at all. He just chuckled as I started the engine.

***

My hand trembled violently as I stared at the sheets of paper I clutched tightly.

This couldn't be. How could this be? No! I must be dreaming.

No matter how much I denied it though, it wouldn't change what I was seeing. Right in my hand was the test results of all three of us.

Mine was not a surprise as I already tested positive for gonorrhea and even Adrian's result of positive didn't give me much shock as we clearly slept together. What stumped me was the Negative written in bold red letters.

Marcus' results came in as negative.

‘Fuck!’

What does this mean? Is Adrian sleeping with someone else?

I looked up at him and he seemed to have read through my thoughts as he uncrossed his arms and chuckled mirthlessly.

“Don't even try that. Whatever you're thinking, just squash it. Asides you and Marcus, I haven't been with anyone in months. I'm way too busy for all that bullshit.”

I wanted to doubt his words but seeing the rare seriousness in his eyes,a part of me knew that he wasn't lying.

I clenched my fists and looked back at the document.

That just leaves one option. An option that was too bizarre and mind blowing to think about.

Stella.

Since I slept with no other person, that must mean that she contracted it elsewhere.

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