3. Boys or Girls?

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Narrator's POV

45 minutes prior to Johnson's mom's arrival

Jennifer wrapped her arms around the tall, handsome man that stood before her and exhaled calmly. She and him had finally been able to make peace with one another for their rather ugly divorce and relationship when their children were little.

She had been dreaming of this for years now, but didn't decide to contact John until a few weeks ago. Though she had attempted to countless times, at the end she would end up just crying and forgetting about the whole situation. Well, forgetting as much as she could. As for John, he knew his toxicity towards his ex wife was something that would leave her and their children a painful scar forever, and he has yet to forgive himself for the verbal and emotional abuse he had placed onto his family. So he just assumed neither she, Jack, nor Jeffery had forgiven him either, and as a result, never went through with contacting Jennifer, but that was not the truth.

The truth was, Jennifer realized where they went wrong and went to a shrink to work on her pettiness, explosiveness, and control issues. Her hatred for John soon turned into a lesson and something that she could continue to learn from.

Jack and Jeffery were perhaps too young to fully understand that their mother and father were abusive towards one another, but still held no grudges towards either of their parents. After all, it was the beef between him and her, never with their kids.

In 2007, Jennifer and John finally realized that their never ending bickering and stress was because of both of them and took it upon themselves to finally file a divorce.

For years, they each blamed the other person for their faults, which caused even more fights. Jennifer soon became so tired of the constant drama between both of them that instead of yelling about it, she would either pack a bag for him to take for the night or pack herself a bag. She was done with the verbal abuse and decided that no one was going to get sleep unless they were separated. Whether it was him that spent the night somewhere else or her, she didn't care. When she decided it was him that needed to leave, he refused; which resulted in her throwing dishes, shoes, pillows, anything that was within her reach until he left. She had even punched him as she screamed and cried, begging him to leave, more than once but less than five times during their marriage.

Luckily when she lashed out like that, John didn't reciprocate that behavior, mostly because he knew he could do some serious damage if he had. He was much taller and stronger than her, and thankfully he knew better than to hit a woman, even if she was hitting him first. Especially when it was with the same woman whom he had fallen in love at one point, married, and had children with.

They were each also thankful that when things got that ugly that neither of the boys were home, or inside the house at least. When they knew an argument was about to come about, she sent them to play at Rocky's house, who was 15 at the time and had lots of video games. Jennifer and John hated each other, but they would hate each other even more if either had let their children see them fight. But little did they know, Rocky's bedroom window was broken, so they heard and saw them fighting for years.

Rocky took it upon herself to bring the two upstairs to her brother's room to play Super Mario at an extremely high volume to muffle the sounds of his parents screaming at each other.

She had witnessed her own parent's fights when she was their age, so she understood what the boys were going through and comforted them. When it was a really intense fight, so intense that they couldn't help but think about it and made them emotional, she held them while they cried and wiped their tears when they were done and distracted them from what was going on at home with games, movies, music, anything. After they cried, they normally wouldn't want to talk about it or think about it anymore, but Rocky knew that eventually someone was going to have to talk to them about it. She also knew it was going to have to be her who was going to tell them how parents don't always love each other.

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