"Listen here Mark stay the fuck away!" Jack growled out at the man.

"Hey look I-" Mark began but was interrupted.

"Jack, I'm sorry, but I don't think we're working out..." Kim said and looked at Jack. His eyes held rage, sorrow, and disappointment.

"So, you choose him over me?! I'm your husband!" Jack said.

"I'm sorry, Jack... but I want a divorce" Kim said.

Jack huffed out,"Fine!" "I thought what we had and after all that we made was love..." Jack spun around and began to enter 'their' house and began to pack.

Leaving Kim alone...

Kim jolted up, but accidentally hit her head on the window. Jack chuckled a bit, but his laughter died down pretty quick.

"How long was I out?" Kim asked looking at the road.

"Hour and a half" He said. She looked at him and his expression held some sort of depression. She looked down as guilt began to climb its way in. She never thought it would... hurt him. She decided to strike up a conversation, just so that she wouldn't go on a guilt trip.

"What does 'FFP' mean?" Kim asked while twiddling with her thumbs.

"Huh?" Jack asked,clearly confused.

"Your shirt." Kim said. "In the back."

"Why do you need to know?" He asked.

"Sorry for asking then"

"I'm sorry that I'm not good enough for you then" He replied making Kim shut up. She felt the tension unbearable.

"After 2 years you probably don't know my birthday..." He mumbled a little, he thought it was inaudible but Kim heard it.

"I do..." She said and closed her eyes. "It's on..."

He sighed, "I know yours..."

"Really?" Kim asked. He nodded.

"August 5th, 1989" He spoke. Kim looked at him in clear shock. She actually caught a glimpse of what he was wearing. An unbuttoned white button-up, a white shirt, a black leather jacket, some dark jeans, and worn out converse. She noticed he shaved, remembering how attractive he looked. And he still was.

He took an intersection and parked at a diner. It was 6 and Kim realized she was hungry. They both got out and entered the small restaurant. They both took a seat at the nearest booth and looked at the menus.

After placing the orders Kim felt pressured. Luckily her phone rang.

"Hey Kim! How's it going?" Mark's voice asked.

"Good, I'm on my way so I'll be seeing you soon" Kim said.

"Great, I can't wait" Mark said.

"Yeah... I can't either" Kim said. Sounding rudely than she anticipated.

"Is everything alright?" He asked sounding concerned.

"Yes, everything's okay..." She replied.

"Okay then see you soon," He said.

"Okay... bye" Kim said and hung up. She looked at the caller ID when she hung up. The picture of Mark haunted her, making her wanting to go back to Jack and leave Mark. She didn't do that, she looked at Jack. Watching his depressed and cold figure, made her feel responsible. It wasn't his fault anyways. She walked back to Jack.

"That was-"

"Mark? I know," He said coldly.

"Jack, I'm sorry this is hurting you, but you have to accept it," Kim said.

"And what if I don't?! Huh? What if I don't want to let go?!" He asked. They sat silently and ate silently as others stared at them after the little scene. They left the diner and hit the road again.

"Jack, could we at least act civil?" She asked.

His jaw clenched, "Fine."

"Thank you!"

"Freddy Fazbear's Pizza." (Sorry I couldn't help it, the game's so addicting! :P)

"What?" She asked.

"The shirt that has FFP, I quit that job." He said.

"Why'd you quit?"

"I took night-shift from 12 to 6 AM. I had to watch security feed"

"That doesn't sound so bad," Kim said.

"Well unless you add some animatronics that want to murder you" He replied.

"Oh..." She said and let out a giggle.

"It's not funny!" Jack said and let out a small smile. Kim smiled too. She noticed the golden band around on left hand's fingers. He had still kept it and wore it, even after everything they've been through.

When it was 10:47, he pulled up at a hotel to get the rest they both needed. Jack came back with the same cold expression as always. "There's only a room for two... I'll sleep on the floor" He said. Without taking any arguments they walked to the room. He used the room key and the duo entered the room. Freshening up, Jack was left in his beater and boxers and grabbed a pillow. "Can I take pillow? If you don't mind that is" He said.

"Jack we'll share... I honestly don't mind" Kim said.

"No, I'm going to sleep on the floor"

"Jack don't be ridiculous!" Kim said.

"Fine!" He huffed out as the two crawled into bed taking their sides and left a big gap in the middle.

After a half an hour she heard Jack say something, "I'm sorry that I couldn't fill up your heart, Kim." "I'm sorry that I failed you, sweetheart..." That was all he said and soon he was sleeping soundly.

Kim carefully inched forward to Jack. She wrapped her arms around Jack.

"No Jack, You didn't fail me. I failed you..." She whispered and hugged him. Remembering his warmth she sighed and reluctantly let go of him.

"I'm so sorry Jack, I never really meant to hurt you"...

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