"You know what?" I scoff as she cries. "I'm ending my hiatus." I storm off and she sobs harder holding the broken prices of her jewelry box. One I gave her for her birthday. She looked so hurt, I threw it against the wall, she just made me so mad. She asked me to go out with her and Ian and Chrissy and I told her I didn't want to do she begged me and I got mad.
"W-what about the kids Shawn?" She cries coming down the stairs to where I stand, but she stays a good distance away from me.
"They have their mom don't they?" I spit even though I have no reason to.
"B-but what about my job?" Her lips trembles as she tries to hold still.
"I don't know you figure it out," I roll my eyes at her. "It's not my problem anymore," I slip the ring from my finger. She almost collapses on the stairs almost falling down.
"Sh-Shawn," she points with trembling hands.
"I'm done!" I scream walking out of the house. I can see her faintly through the windows sobbing as she grabs the ring. She looks down at hers then with much pain before she takes it off throwing it as far as she can. I then watch her sink down into a ball on the floor in tears.
"Hey," Ian smiles.
"Hi," I smile back.
"Why aren't you inside with," he trails on as he sees her. "You're leaving aren't you?" He sighs and pushes past me knocking on the door. Chrissy walks up smiling at me until she sees Ian Reese soon opens the door to them and falls against Ian crying. "You're ok," he hushes. "He's not worth it," he holds her as tightly as possible.
"He's worth everything to me," she sighs as I walk towards my car. At the moment nothing that she's said bothers me. I don't care how she wants to guilt me into going back, I'm not and there's nothing she can do to change that. I drive away pulling out of the driveway and making my way to my parents'. My phone buzzes and a picture of Reese holding our babies pops up. I ignore it, I can almost hear her sobs. I just continue driving putting my phone on silent.
"Shawn," my dad smiles opening the door. "All alone?" He pouts a little and I nod walking into the house
"I'm in the kitchen," my mom yells.
"Ok," I chuckle back walking towards her. "Hi mom," I smile hugging her and kissing her cheek.
"Hello Shawn," she smiles. "Where's Reese?" She questions looking around.
"Bobo over here left her," Aaliyah comes down.
"How would you know," I roll my eyes.
"Because she called me looking for you," she rolls her eyes.
"Why?" I cross my arms.
"She's worried something's gonna happen to you," she hits my arm.
"What?" I roll my eyes again. "You've never really liked her anyways,"
"And then I spent some time with her when you went out, she let you go out because she said you deserve to still be able to be a teenager." She crosses her arms. "And she speaks so highly of you," she shakes her head at me.
"That poor girl," my mom shakes her head.
"Well, she brought it upon herself," I roll my eyes.
"How so?" My mom crosses her arms.
"She made me mad," I shrug.
"You know how many times you've made her mad? Do you know how many times she should've left you?" Aaliyah looks at me in rage.
"Well she didn't and it was her choice, now I'm making mine." I scoff at her and she sighs.
"I thought you were better than that," she walks off looking extremely disappointed.
"Do you remember when she got her surgery done?" My mother cuts some vegetables without looking at me.
"Yeah?" I roll my eyes.
"You did an interview," I swallow thinking back to it.
"Yeah," I look down.
"She could've left you then, and most people would've, but she didn't." She explains. "You at least owe her the curtesy of helping her with the kids," she nods looking at me for once.
"Why?" I groan. "I have a job,"
"And so does she, a job she's gonna have to give up because of her kids," she explains.
"I don't care," I shrug simply.
"You don't care about your family?" She shakes her head.
"Well I care about my kids but," she cuts me off.
"Are you gonna divorce her?" She crosses her arms.
"Yeah," I shrug.
"Who's gonna get the house?" She furrows her eyebrows.
"Me," I nod. "I bought it,"
"But she has the kids?" She trails on.
"She has the money to get a new house," I roll my eyes.
"But does she have the money to get a house and keep her kids?"
"I don't know, but it's not my problem," I shake my head.
"Are you gonna pay for the divorce?" She furrows her eyebrows.
"Sure, will you just get off my back," I groan a little.
"What's wrong with you?" She shakes her head.
"What do you mean? I'm fine, I'm totally fine." I huff.
"You won't be saying that after your divorce."
Reese's POV
"He's divorcing me through a text," I sigh.
"He's an idiot then," Ian soothes.
"He doesn't know what he's loosing," Chrissy hugs me.
"But I'm loosing him," I cry again hugging Ian tightly.
"There are other people," he explains.
"I love him," I look to the ground. There's a knock at the door and I stand wiping my tears and fixing myself up a little before going to answer.
"I'm sorry," Aaliyah wraps her arms around me.
"It's ok," I touch her hair. "It's ok," I nod even though I'm completely lying to her.
"We're still gonna hang out though right?" She bites her lip a little.
"All of the time," I let her into the house and he dad drives off.
"And I can baby sit for you, whenever you need." She nods looking like she was gonna brake into tears herself.
"Don't cry," I hug her tightly. "He just doesn't love me back, it's ok," I reassure. "I'm sure I'll find someone else, maybe someone who can help me with the babies so I can still work." I sigh.
"He doesn't want the babies," she shakes her head. "And he wants the house," she explains.
"Well he's gonna have a lot of empty space then." I look around with a sigh. "Maybe I'll get an apartment." I look towards the high chair with another sigh. "I don't know what I'm supposed to tell Adam," I look down.
"Well I'm sure it'll be alright, by the time he's older I'm sure he'll have a new daddy, a better one." She nods making me laugh a little.
"He's your brother," I smile sitting next to her on the couch. Chrissy and Ian sit in the kitchen trying to sort things out about moving living arrangements things I can't even begin to think of yet.
"But he's been a jerk to your kids," she sighs. "Adam deserves better and so do the rest of them," she nods.
"I know," I sigh back. "Maybe I will have someone by then," she stops me.
"Of corse you'll have someone," she rolls her eyes. "You're smart and your talented, you're beautiful," she smiles at me. "And anyone would be lucky to have you," she nods.
"Thanks," I smile hugging her. "But if I don't have anyone by then," I look down. "Poor Adam," I sigh. "And little Mercy," I swallow hard. "My poor baby girl,"
"She'll be alright," Aaliyah nods. "And you will be too,"