The Divorce?

Chapter 02

The plot

"Maybe I should go back home and make things up with Jack. I'm sure he means well. And what does it matter that he forgot our anniversary for the 18th time? We're still together after all these years..." Maddie started.

"I wouldn' do that if I were you," Alicia said. "You've got no reason to apologise to 'im. Listen to me, Maddie. Do you honestly want to spend the best years of your life with a man who cares more about ghosts than his family?"

"No..." she whispered. "But I just want him to... to... oh, I don't know, Alicia. It's all so confusing..."

"Honey, remember that you're not stuck on 'im. You can leave any time you want to."

"But the children... And I love Jack. And I'm sure he loves me too," Maddie said.

"If he'd really love you, he'd be standing right in front of ya right now. Remember that," Alicia told her.

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"How long will it take before we're in Arkansas?" Jack asked. They were flying for hours now, but they weren't there yet.

"We can be there any minute now!" Salcia called back.

"That's odd..." he said to himself. "They've changed the land ship from the last time I was here..."

"JACK!!" Salcia suddenly shrieked. "A ghost!!"

"Ghost? Where!?" he yelled, running to her.

"In- in the bathroom..." she whispered. "Be careful, Jack..."

"I'm always careful!" he said with a smile, before entering the bathroom.

Salcia smirked. "Yes.. I'm sure you are..." she said before closing the door and locking it. She then grabbed her parachute. "It was fun while it lasted... Bye Jack."

Then she jumped out of the plane.

The bathroom

"Hmm... I can't find any ghosts... Why do they always leave before I can test my new invention!" Jack said, disappointed. Then he was suddenly thrown back by a force. It wasn't a ghost, but the plane.

"Salcia! What is happening!" he yelled, making a way to the door. There was no answer. When he decided to check it, the door wouldn't budge. "Salcia!" he called again. "The door is stuck!" Again there was no answer, and time was running out.

"There can only be one explanation for this..." he said to himself. "A ghost must have kidnapped Salcia and locked the door! Well, listen to this, ghost! Jack Fenton isn't one to mess with! I'll get out of here and tear you apart, molecule by molecule! But first... I need to use the toilet..."

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Salcia smirked in satisfaction as she watched the plane crash. She then grabbed the cellphone that she kept in her pocket, dialing a specific number.

"Hi, yeah, it's me," she said through the phone. "I took care of your little problem. It was quite simple; he believed everything I said. Yes. Yes, I'm sure. Thank you! Oh! Before you hang up... can you send me a plane? Mine just crashed. Hey, it was the only way to make sure he's dead! No! I can't fly my way back! Someone might recognize me if I leave this body! And I like this one... No, I don't want to overshadow another. I'm in Alabama by the way. Ok, I'll wait for the plane. Yes, I know that it might take a few hours... No. I'll wait. Yes, I know you mean well. Thanks. Bye, Vlad," she said, before hanging up.

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Author's Note:

Yes, I know it's a lot shorter than the previous one, but I had to stop here. Gomen!