"I'm leaving you, Jackie."
Those words rang through the air.
"W-what?"
"Hear me, loud and clear. I'm leaving you."
Jackie stood in the hallway, watching Steven as he picks up his bags and walk out the door.
"Steven, wait!"
"No, Jackie. I'm not gonna put up with your crap any longer. Its goodbye."
As he started to walk, Jackie grabbed his shoulder.
"You know, I thought you were different. I thought you wouldn't walk out on me, especially with Natalie. But, I was wrong. Leave."
Steven rushed out the door with his suitcase. Jackie took the rest of his belongings, and threw them in the trash. If he didn't want her 'crap', she didn't want his either.
"Ma! Ooh." Natalie Hyde says as her mother picks her up. "Yes, baby, its mama." Jackie cradles her and walks over to the fridge. She picks out a bottle, and gives it to her 11-month old daughter. "Da?" Natalie asks. "Daddy is not here, he won't be here for awhile. But it's okay, baby! Mommy is here to snuggle you and take care of you." Jackie hugs Natalie close to her, and then sits her in a highchair and lets her drink the bottle. "You look so much like your daddy, Nat." Jackie says. She starts day-dreaming of a time where her, Steven, and Natalie would live together, happy. A familiar rap at the door brings her back to reality. She opens the door, to reveal Donna Forman, her best friend. "Come here." Donna says, with her arms spread out wide. Jackie practially collapses into her arms, hugging her best friend. "I heard what happened. I saw Hyde in his car, on the road out of here. What happened?" Donna sits on the couch, motioning her hand for Jackie to come over. "He told me he couldn't handle my crap," she said, making air quotes when she said 'crap'. "I'm so sorry. Eric will be over soon with dinner from, you guessed it, Fatso Burger!" Donna said, making jazz hands. Eric soon strided in the door, with his son on his hip and bags of hamburgers and fries in the other hand. "I am here, the great Eric Albert Forman, with hamburgers!" He puts down his 3-year old son, James, on the floor and sets down the bags on the coffee table. "Nat! How are you, baby?" Eric exclaimed as he picked up little Natalie. "Err...Err!" She said, trying to say his name. Donna laughed, hugging Eric. "Hi, momma!" James says as he hugs his mother. "Hi, Jimmy! How was the amusement park with daddy?" "It was good. We rode the small rides. I was too scared to ride the big ones. Daddy said it was okay though, because he was scared too. One day we'll ride them together!" James pumped his fist in the air and sat on a large, puffed brown chair. "Lets eat, kids!" Eric says, clapping his hands. The group sits down, Natalie in a high chair still sipping her milk.