A man walked down his apartment hall, digging their hand into their pocket and slowly pulled it out, sighing.

It had been a long fucking day.

Or years.. been a shit ton of years too.

The keys slid into the lock, and his apartment door opened when he shoved his shoulder into it.

Jay stood there and paused before taking a deep breath and stepping in. It's not the shitty apartment he dreaded coming home to every day, it was his wife who seemed to just yell at him every day he got home from work when she only worked 4 hours a day at her so called job in 2 star movies.

. They moved here to stupid Hollywood just so she can be the actress she always wanted to be. Too bad you needed the talent to be that kind of actress Manny wanted.

Music played and some lights were off, and Jay tiredly rubbed his eyes and turned the switch on, "Manny?" he called.

He turned the kitchen light on and silently cursed. She'd been home for 8 hours and couldn't wash her own damn dishes?

Jay was now 32 and as he reached into the fridge to pull out a beer he paused at the mirror that was attached to the fridge. He was still undeniably good looking, still the tall lean guy he always was even in highschool, but he just looked... worn out. His hair was a bit longer and he had some facial hair on his chin like a short boxed beard. Girls AND woman now gawked him whenever he went out, but what'd that matter.

He's a married man.

He still worked at a auto shop, working for someone. Never got the shop he wanted... never got the girl he-

Jay gulped his beer down and slammed the door closed. Life was not the way he planned it out to be, was all he was saying..

Manny hadn't called back to him, but there was music playing, and coming from the bedroom so he tossed his can into the fridge and walked on over.

When Jay opened the bedroom door, he stared... but surprisingly he didn't stare in shock because Manny was on top of her movie agent, on their bed, fucking him.. He was a bit in shock that he had finally caught her, I mean, he had a bit of a hint when she'd hide her phone from him.. not that he fought that hard to check.

Manny heard the door open and gasped, getting off of Todd, "Oh my god! Jay! It's not totally what you think."

Todd sat up quick and quickly got his pants up as she covered up with the bed sheet.

Jay just looked at the scene and clenched his jaw, turning around and walked back out the door, slowly and gently closing the door behind him.

Jay was on his way to his car when Manny booked it outside, chasing after him, "JAY PLEASE WAIT!" she cried, trying to grab his arm and he shoved her off him, calmly walking to his car still like it was a mission.

Manny looked the same too, same long brown hair, but bigger boobs..as if she needed them, but hey that's what Hollywood did to you. She'd be 30 now.

Manny ran back to him though and ran in front of his door before he got in, "I don't love him! I love you!" she cried and shook her head. Jay looked down at her almost dull like and sighed and she tried to explain, "You don't ever want to do anything anymore, your always working-"

"Who the hell is going to pay all the fucking bills when your lazy ass barely works, huh Manny!" he snapped back and she shut her mouth to then glare up.

"You haven't fucked me for two months."

Huh... has it been that long?

"Well I guess you got someone for that now." Jay growled before walking around her.

Manny let out a cry of rage, "Don't leave me! Jay, YOU LOVE ME!"

Jayopened the door and glanced back at her before getting in, "No, I don't think I ever did." He declared and looked down at his hand, squeezing off his wedding ring and threw it to her feet before getting in.

And then his car sped off.

Manny stared in shock; but over the fact he caught her...now the fact he called it out that they didn't really love another.

When did he realise it? Their wedding day? Years after? Now? Always?

Meanwhile in Toronto...

Sean walked through his huge house, all empty though, just him. He walked to his message machine and hit play to the one message he had, from his ex wife.

Ellie Nash.

"Sean, I came by today to get my stuff. I'm staying with Marco. I really don't know how you're going to afford my house but whatever, you won it in court. But I did come by and take all my stuff, don't worry, all those kind red stickers you left on YOUR things, I left alone."

Wow, she was actually being fair for once.

Sean looked around his bare kitchen. The fridge was even gone, just a few beers on the counter, and a clock that hung over the door frame that didn't even work.

He slowly walked toward his living room as the message went on, "Oh and, I left a note for you on the counter." He turned and saw a note, and slowly flipped it over to read...

'GO FUCK YOURSELF.'

Nice.

Ellie turned out to be a famous writer she always wanted to be, great. Good for her. He also got his dream too and opened up that shop... it went to hell when she got pregnant though. She insisted her job was better, put him down, and he was forced into the stay home Dad.

You're probably wondering.. what happened to coming back home from war and just going for Emma? Well, Emma and him made it clear they still cared about another but moved on...did that mean he went straight to Ellie? No.. it was a few years after and they were tossed back together again when she interviewed him for the newspaper..some people thought he was some hero for going to war but, he didn't think so.

So anyways, after some dating, she ended up pregnant, and they had their baby boy.. he grew up to be quite the fucking asshole though.

"no food?" Sean heard, turning to his dear son who sneered at him and slammed the fridge closed, "I'm gonna go live with mom! Your loser ass obviously can't support us both. Thanks Dad!"

That was Tyler.. the asshole of a son Sean somedays had to push himself to love. Wasn't that awful? ..Sean felt bad sometimes, love should be unconditional. Anyways, he looked more like Ellie then him, and he was only 12.

He still looked like the same old Sean too, just no more wife beaters and big muscles, he gained a bit of a beer belly too..

"Oh, I did take one red sticker object though..." she drifts as he finished stepping into the tv room and his mouth dropped.

The big plasma TV was gone. Shit. The only thing in life he DID like coming home too..

"By the way, I know you have Tyler this weekend but I should probably let you know, I've been pretty iffy about who the father with him is since when I went back to your ass I was also STILL seeing Jesse.. we should take a DNA test."

BEEEEEEP.

"MMOTHER FUCKER!"

Sean went straight for his ex wifes anti-depressents, some stupid shit her doctor thinks she should be taking. He couldn't argue.. she was like bipolor! He decided to take two of them..

Now with that in the open, guess he could do snoopy dances about not feeling so bad hating Tyler time to time.

Idiot did look like Ellie's old college boss Jesse.

He had nothing to chug it with so opened one of the beers his ex wife so kindly left for him in the frige and chugged it.

One hour later, Sean was passed out on the floor.

In another part of Toronto, a phone rang repeatingly beside a bed.

A hand shot out from the bed covers and a mad groan was heard.

Spinner sat up in bed and like the others, looked the exact same, but his piercings gone, and looked like he was balding a LITTLE bit.

"What?" he snapped into the phone and the person next to him shifted in her sleep.

His wife, Emma Nelson. Their history wasn't so romantic..went to Niagara falls, got drunk, and got married. You probably know how that went. They'd been together ever since. You'd say, why? Cause the love was so strong?

No. Because they barely saw another. Spinner spent most of time at the Dot and Emma was like the new Caitlin Ryan who ran her own Environment Show so traveled a lot.

"This is Toronto Hospital, we believe to have one of your friends here."

"What friend?" asked Spinner, confused. He didn't really talk to any of his old friends anymore sadly.. most of them were married, or moved away, or both..

"Sean Cameron?"

Spinner oddly looked at the phone, "I'm on his contact list?" he shrugged, he did see Sean more than anyone in this city. Always stopped by for coffee before work, and they use to be good friends so..guess he'd go.

Wait a minute!

"what about his wife? Did you call her?" Spinner asked.

Emma sat up, hearing what was going on and tilted her head. She looked the exact same, and still looking good and fit, her long blonde hair still flowing goregously and...way too much of a babe to be with THIS guy but..whatever.

"We did... she won't come. They're divorced."

"Fuck." Spinner rubbed his eyes. He knew Sean had no family but his screwed up parents in Wasaga..probbaly why they contacted him.

"What's he in for?" Spinner asked, grabbing his keys.

The nurse replied, "Suicide attempt. He'll need you to watch him for a week or so."

Spinner stopped and blinked, really? Sean? Didn't take him for the sucide type. He hung up, and turned to Emma

"What happened?" she asked him.

"Sean's in the hospital, tried to kill himself."

Emma looked a bit in thought as she bit her lip, "And he doesn't have Ellie anymore?" she asked and he shook his head no.

Who else did Sean depend on? Who would bring his hopes up?

Emma got up and paced around a bit nervously.

"What is it?" Spinner asked her, shrugging at her craziness right now. He wasn't like her past admirers that use to love that about her, sometimes he found her weird and over dramatic.

"You should call Jay." she informed, nodding to more herself, "They're best friends, it'd cheer him up." she knew she'd want Manny there for her so.. it'd only right to get Jay here.

His wit and stupid jokes always for some reason got laughed at.

"Jay?" Spinner repeated, not minding calling his old best friend but thought it was odd.

Emma nodded and shrugged like Spinner should just understand "You guys would cheer him up.. if he's really trying to end his life."

"Fine." Spinner said, getting out of bed, "I'll go to the hospital, you call Jay. I gotta shower quickly."

"W-what?! Why can't you call-" Emma scoffed, when Spinner slammed the door on her.

And shower he did, while also doing a little...something else. Hey! Almost every guy woke up with a hard on okay? Just sucks when you had a wife who was never 'into' it.

He beat himself off and couldn't help but glance at the magazine near the toilet, it was one of Jane's cover magazines. She'd really grown up into the rockstar she was meant to be and still looking smoking.. not that Emma wasn't beautiful but Spinner loved the punk in Jane, the wild fire she use to have.

Did Spin regret dumping her? Maybe. She cheated though.. but he couldn't help and think what if?

Spinner came into his hand, and felt the shame he always did when he did this. He just..needed to. Emma was great but they just weren't in love, but they were in marriage and he didn't want to hurt her.. besides, what else did he have?

Jay sat in an airport, staring down at his plane ticket and a duffle bag by his feet.

His phone went off and he glared at it, better not be Manny.

"What?" he answered.

Silence.

"Jay?" came a soft familiar voice.

Jay went from angry, to soft, to confused, "Whose this?"

"It's Emma."

Jay stopped everything, even breathing.

"Did.. did Manny call you?" Jay suddenly bittered, not wanting to hear Emma's pity. For some reason he didn't want her 'my marriage is great, you should work yours out' bit.

God! How could EMMA marry Spinner Mason? It was such a joke to him when it happened. He honestly thought Emma would bolt when he married them, drop the loser on his ass and realise she was too good..but she never did. Sean had probably messed her up, made her think Spin was the next best thing.

Not that Jay didn't love his friends, he just didn't understand how Spinner got the girl. Oh right, a drunk night in Niagara Falls.. that'd to it. But 10 years later and they're still married? Stumped him, it really did.

"No?" Emma said back, "Why would she call me?" Emma had to think, actually.. Manny barely ever called. They had their holiday cards and what not but Hollywood really changed her.

"Nothin." muttered Jay, leaning back in his chair and closed his eyes, "What's up?" he listened for her voice.

And it came, so soft and gentle, "Sean overdosed, Jay."

Jay raised his eyebrow. No fuckin way..

"Is he okay?"

Emma answered quickly, "Yeah but, he'd probably want someone there for him.. Ellie and him split up."

"Not the only ones." muttered Jay.

Emma choked up a bit and slowly asked, "D-did something happen with you and Manny?"

"She cheated on me." he listened to silence and chuckled, looking down and shaking his head, "What?" he asked Emma, "Shocked it wasn't me?"

"A little." teased Emma.

He snickered, holding the phone tighter, "Thought you had more faith in me."

"In Jay Hogart?" she giggled a bit and his smirk turned to a grin, he then heard someone in the background and her voice went more serious, coughing lightly, "Spinner's going to the hosptial, said you should meet him there and he'll wait before he goes to see Sean."

"Tell him I'll be there soon." Jay admitted, looking back at his plane ticket.

Home, here he comes.