Wat?

We need the story behind this now Breh
I was helping a friend run a body for the last 6 years... Basucally. It was just me and him from day one.
But ever since i started, i took a shiit pay cuz i felt that since the company was so young and not pulling in anykind of loot, id be patient until we estBlished ourselves.
All these years have gone by and ive helped this company reach amazing heights. The first year i was there, we experienced growing pains like a mothafukka, theres was always conflict and micro management issues, but i always bit the bullet cuz i knew he was stressed out and as a good friend, i stuck w him thru the bad cuz my pride was nonexistent and i was determined to take my inter/intrapersonal skills and writing/advertising strengths and make sure this shiit flourished.
At the time we were a small production shop close to closing up the bisness cuz work was not rolling in, this was at the cusp of the downturn of the economy And people were retaining their insurance checks instead of fixing their whips.
Time goes by and gradually, we get thru the storm and business picks up, we up our production and we hire more employees and become direct repAir shops for. Slew of insurance companies (to which, i facilitated)... We were even getting cars being referred from the dealership (a vw/audi).
That seed blossomed into becoming a VW certifed repair shop... And next month... We'lll be and Audi certified.
Bam.
So with all the shoulders i was rubbing and elbows i was greasing. Basically made this shop one of the most prominent body shops in seattle in a very short time, my pay grade was still diminutive (right now, i make about a little under 35 racks after taxes).
Christmas was coming up and my boy just recently asked to be his best man for his wedding in feb... And with assorted bills ie. loans, car note/insurance, taking out my little cousins on the weekend and maintaining my relationship (not to mention, the real love my life... My cool shoes)... I wasnt saving shiit.
So i wrote myself an extra check with the checkbook we use to pay for miscellaneous shop supplies, parts, tow bills, etc.
Every monday morning, the first thing he would do is say, "damn, how bout them seahawks?!"
Today... It didnt happen.
I tried to talk to him, bring up sports And random shiit, but his replies were limited. I knew something was up.
Apparently, over the weekend, he decided to check on something on his online banking... And saw my fraudulent check.
But before left the printout of the check i made, he went to go have lunch wi a friend... And my pops (but he didnt say anything cuz pops would have def called me out on it).
Thruout th day, he didnt speak on it. And for a guys thats extremely vocal... It spoke volumes to me.
Given his silence... I figure... Its my time to go.
Do i think im worth morethan what my salary denotes? Fukk yeah.
Even then, did what i do justify not getting what i think i deserve? Absolutely not. And i feel like i let him down/shamed a familyfriend, my familr, let my girl and my sibling down... And most of All.. Myself.
But this is reality and i have to own up to my actions and deal with the consequences. Even if we work shiit out and he axes me to stay... My consciousness is filled with guilt and i ultimatwly broke the circle of trust.
Im gonna pay him back the loot i prematurely borrowed...and put in my two weeks.
That job i had since after college, and the only job experience i have.
I promise you, im not a bad guy... But i made adecison that effected my life forever (but ts not so much what i did ,its also who i did it to).
6 years, from 26-32, thats a huge chunk of. My responsible adult hood.
I just wish it didnt have to end this way...
P.s. How are those certs like? Im not very technical... And stubborn/slow learner.