Chapter 3

Brock sat on the couch puzzling the whereabouts of his wife. why would she lie to me? Where on earth could she be? then one thought came into his mind that made his body shudder. what on earth could she be doing?

Before he knew it he was fast asleep in the wonderment of his own thoughts. At 1:00 AM bj trudged through the door drunk as drunk could be. please let brock be asleep she thought. But

When she walked in the bedroom door brock was lying awake on the bed with his arms folded and a disappointed look on his face. " hey brock" she said slurring her words. " hey brock? You come in at 1 am lying about taking our son out and coming in to our room drunk and all you can say is hey brock?" he said waving his hands in the air in aggravation. " look brock I think we need to have a serious talk at a tea party." she said like a 2 year old. " no bj I'm going to stay at reba's and we will talk in the morning when you aren't drunk ." he said seriously with a grave look on his face. " you do know reba isn't there right." she said sadly knowing her friend was gone. " yes I do" was the last thing he said before storming out the door. After he left bj just shrugged and fell asleep.

Meanwhile brock walked through reba's door and took in a deep breath. why am I such an idiot.

He walked into the kitchen and made one of reba's famous grilled cheese sandwiches. Then he did something he shouldn't have but he wanted to so badly. So he walked up to reba's room and stood in front of the door debating whether or not to go in. he decided his was going in. the room changed so much since he was there. The walls were painted his and reba's favorite color teal. The room looked amazing and it was filled with pictures of their family. As he breath in he smelt her and he kneeled on the floor and cried. why did I leave you? Why am I an idiot? Why did I cheat on you? Why aren't you hear with me. he wound up screaming it in the middle of her room. He walked into her closet and in the back he saw her wedding dress and hugged it as if she was there. She was always so organized and he loved it bj didn't care how the house looked as long as he was comfy, which he wasn't. he layed on her bed and looked over to her nightstand and there he was shocked when he saw… their wedding photo. And next to that was a picture of him with kiss marks all over the glass wow he thought. she kisses my photo? If only she knew I kissed her photo too.

He was about to go under the covers but then he saw the phone he knew he had to call her. He knew her phone was off but he just needed to hear her voice so he called it. When he heard her voice mail come on he cried and hung up the phone. He got under the covers and grabbed her body pillow and held it tightly as if it was her. And there in reba's room brock cried himself to sleep not knowing what tomorrow was going to be like.

A/N: sorry I haven't updated I was on vacation. Just to let you know I don't hate bj . And I don't know if brock is really mushy but I made him that way. Thanks for all the encouragement in your reviews hope you enjoy this chapter. Review please.