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A/N:I'm not sure if this is a poem or story. I think its a bit of both. Its about Scott and Jean. They are married and have 2 beautiful little girls. What happens when Jean suspects something other then Scott trying to earn overtime at work. Its in Jean's POV. This is intended to be a one shot but if I get enough reviews it might become something else.

Some Times the Truth Hurts:

I'm sitting here in the darkness of the night waiting for you to come home to me.

Your late again.

Third time this week.

I wonder why I don't realize what your doing.

Am I just completely blind to what is really going on is it something else.

Is it that I truly know what your doing deep inside of my heart.

Or is my mind trying to keep me from the pain that is bound to destroy my heart.

Do I really not know the truth...

I hear your car pull up the driveway.

My heart starts to pound in anticipation of you walking in the door.

I know I need to confront you.

To prove myself wrong but even deep in my heart I fear that I may not prove anything to myself except the truth.

My mind keeps drifting to our kids.

Our beautiful daughters, Jennifer and Clare, both tucked away asleep in their beds.

They know nothing of your late homecomings or of what I plan to talk to you about tonight.

They don't know how I feel about this painful thing.

I worry about how they will be affected by this.

Will this scar them for life.

Or will they be left unharmed.

I pray that they won't be scarred by this scandal that I fear has come to this family.

Your walking into the door now.

I can hear your key in the knob and now the knob is turning as you walk inside.

I stand up from the couch and some how you know that I know.

Your eyes even though I cannot see them some how lock with mine.

I see the guilt on your face.

Its written there all over it.

You now know that I know the truth and my world comes crashing down around me.

You walk towards me.

You take me in your arms but I don't respond to your touch.

I just stand there whule you tell me how sorry you are.

I just listen to your words as they go to my heart and disapate in thin air.

I am unsure If I should forgive you or not.

If we should forget this ever happened and try again.

Would it work. Would we be able to start again and not have to tell our children about this.

My heart, even though it beats, is hurt.

It may even be far too broken to be fixed by time.

I pray that I am able to mend this sadness that befalls me now.

The scars that you have caused will take time to heal.

Time that I don't know if I have to waste for you.

I don't know If I should forgive you for the pain you have caused me.

I could just take the girls and divorce you for what you have done.

Leave you alone with the whore you deserve.

I could leave and go to the one that truly loves me and wouldn't desert me.

But I don't know if I should leave.

I need to think on this.

Tonight we just need to talk.

Find out if this thing that you caused is fixable.

Tonight is the night that for once the Truth will actually Hurt...

A/N: Thats it. Do you think I should add more. Please R/R. Thanx

Yours Truly, Blazie