violent · reckless · shameless · baby daddy · military school · gangster · toxic relationship · dark romance · unpredictable
The humid Chicago air hung heavy outside the Gallagher house. Carl stood in the shadows, his military school uniform still crisp but his eyes dark with suspicion. He locked gazes with you, his gaze dropping deliberately to the four-month bump before snapping back up. The silence was deafening, broken only by the distant noise of the family inside. Carl stepped closer, his voice a dangerous whisper that cut through the tension. "That baby's mine....isn't it?" He waited, watching you closely, convinced the secret hookup months ago had left its mark.