Jake's P.O.V

"Hey Amy," I said to my wife as we sat down for dinner. She gave me a catlike smile.

"Hey baby! Hey my little Michael."

"Hey momma." He said quietly before eating. I looked at him in sympathy and then started eating myself.

Amy, being so preoccupied, and only caring about herself didn't notice his sad tone.

God, I could shake her. I know she's a striper and got other things on her mind, but what about her family?

"Jake, I have some news." She said and I looked up at her.

"What?" I asked.

"I'm pregnant."

I blinked.

"But we-"

"To another man." I froze, completely shocked and stunned.

What the hell?

"But all you do is…"

"He paid me a lot of money." She said simply and I closed my eyes, wondering how the hell I could've sunk this low.

I'm married to a stripper for god's sake!

I looked at my son, who was fighting back tears. He may be young, but he wasn't dumb.

"So where does that leave us?" I questioned her coldly.

"Well, he doesn't know and I'm not going to tell him. So maybe you can help me raise it?"

I felt my anger boiling up.

SHE got pregnant and she WANTS to stay HERE, and she wants ME to HELP her RAISE her OWN child?

No way in hell!

If it was my child, sure! But no. I refused to sink any lower than I already have.

"No." I said.

"What?"

It was time she heard this word anyway.

"You heard me, I said no."

Because I knew for sure, that I would get stuck doing mostly everything, just as I had done with Michael.

"But…" she made some motions with her mouth that looked to me like a fish gaping for air.

She was probably gaping for being told the word no.

"But why? Jake! You can't do this!"

"I sure as hell can. Because I know that I would get stuck doing all the freaking work, and we only married because of MY son. So I want you out of this house by tomorrow. And then we can get a divorce. You got me?" I stared her in the face, and her eyes filled with tears.

"You son of a-"

As she said the next word, I quickly covered Michael's ears.

"But momma can't go!" he cried and I looked him in the eye.

"Son, if you knew what was really going on you would want her to go." He started crying and I picked him up.

"Hey, hey, I will take care of you, buddy. I'm doing this for both of us. We can find a better mummy, hey?" I patted his back, and he just sobbed into my shoulder.

"Well I'm leaving now!" She cried.

"Good! Don't come back!" I hollered and she walked to the door and waited.

What, did she expect me to change her mind?

She walked out with a little humph noise and a flick of her hair. I quietly walked my son to his bedroom and lay him down. He shut his eyes, though tears still ran down them.

"Oh Mikey, I'm doing this for your own good buddy. When you're older you will understand." I wiped his tears away and kissed his forehead before tucking him in.

I walked out and turned off the light, closing his door softly.

Finally, I was making my way back to the top. I'd gotten rid of my stupid wife.

Now all I had to do was get divorce papers…it wouldn't be so hard. And then I can take my son to school, and do some more acting. He could come with me! And in my spare time I could find a woman.

Oh yeah, things are definitely shaping up.

Little did I know that when my son went to school, he would meet a very interesting person indeed…

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Eek this chapter was hard, I can't really do Jake's P.O.V very well.

Well, I'm not a guy!

Anyway review please!