Thanks for the reviews! To the guest that asked about the Stan, Wendy, Token, and Nichole story, I was going to write that, but I couldn't come up with any clever ideas. As of now, it won't be written. But things could change down the line if I come up with some good ideas. Sorry! :-(

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Chapter 10

Kenny's POV

"I never put my hands in her!" I tell the judge. We're having a hearing and Tammy has been "crying" the entire time. Of course the judge is buying her bullshit hook, line, and sinker. Unfortunately for me, I look like the guilty one.

"So you've never gotten angry and grabbed her or shaken her?" Judge Williams asks me. He's asked me this question in many different ways, and as usual my answer remains the same.

"Never!"

"He's lying!" Tammy interjects. "He's a heavy drinker and goes into a drunken rage and turns violent."

"Is this true?" The judge asks me.

I sigh. "It's true that I'm a recovering alcoholic, but I never became violent!" I look at Tammy. "Why don't you tell the judge where are so called "nonexistent" son is because I really would love to know the answer to that."

"What are you talking about?" Tammy asks. "I told you he passed away!"

"Really? So why do the police say there's no record of your accident! So where the HELL is my son?" My anger takes over and I start yelling.

"Your honor, this is exactly how he gets before he beats me up!" Tammy bursts into her fake tears again.

"Mr. McCormick, I will not have you intimidating anyone in here."

"I'm not trying to intimidate her, I just want answers!"

"Your honor," Craig begins, "I want to go back to Kenny being a violent alcoholic. I have a police report from an incident where Kenny attacked me in a bar while drunk." The judge takes the report and looks it over. He looks up at me.

"You attacked him with a beer bottle?"

"He knocked me unconscious! Somehow he managed to leave that part out!" I try to explain.

"Mr. McCormick, you're not helping your case."

"He was also addicted to Ambien." Tammy tells the judge as she wipes her eyes. I notice she has a small smirk on her face.

"I took them because I was having trouble sleeping after Tammy "died". I was under a lot of stress. The other times Tammy came and forced them down my throat."

"Huh?" The judge asks. "You said she was supposedly dead at the time."

"I thought so! At the time, I thought I was seeing a ghost! But clearly that was really her!"

"That's not true! I was in Paris the entire time! Don't blame me for your addiction!" Tammy screams.

"Your honor, I'm not making this up. I don't know how they're pulling this off, but I guarantee you just about everything that was said has been a lie!"

"I wouldn't lie about domestic violence. I know that's a serious accusation."

"You're lying now!" I slam my hand down on the table.

"I've heard enough!" The judge steps in. "I'm reading for my ruling." He looks at me. "I find you guilty of domestic abuse and fraud-"

"This isn't happening!" I interrupt him.

"Don't interrupt me! You will have to wait for trial to determine how much jail time you'll have to serve."

"I have to stay in jail until my trial?"

He nods. "Unless you make bail."

"Shit..." I mumble.

"Mrs. McCormick, would you like to proceed with your restraining order?" Judge Williams asks her.

Tammy and Craig whisper to each other. "No your honor, if he's in jail, I know he can't hurt me."

"That's because you know I've never laid a finger on you!"

"Enough Mr. McCormick!"

"I just don't get how you can't see through her crocodile tears! Aren't you supposed to be smarter than that?"

The judge's face turns red. "That's it! Escort him back to his cell!" He tells the bailiff. He puts me in handcuffs and escorts me out of the room.

"Bye dumbass!" I hear Craig yell out. Fuck! I'm so pissed that I lost my cool in there. I screwed myself over. I have to find a way to make bail. I can't sit in this cell until my trial. I have to do something.

Tammy's POV

I decide to pay Kenny a visit at his cell. He has his head buried in his hands and I immediately feel guilty. "Hey..." I sat to him. He looks up at me and his eyes are bloodshot red. I can't tell if he's sad, angry, or both.

"What the fuck do you want?" He asks angrily.

"I came to see how you're doing."

Kenny glares at me. I swear if looks could kill. "Are you kidding me?"

"Believe it or Kenny, I still care about you." I tell him gently.

"Yeah right, if you cared about me you wouldn't be putting me through this."

"I'm sorry, but I had to."

"Why?"

"I told you I wasn't going to make you trying to divorce me easy. I don't want Red to have you."

"So you go out of your way to ruin my life?"

"I didn't ruin your life, don't be so dramatic!"

He gives me that death stare again. "Do you realize that I probably lost my job because of this?"

"Really?" There goes that guilt again.

"Yes Tammy really! Do you ever stop and think about anyone but yourself?"

"I was thinking about my kids. I was doing this for them."

"Oh cut the bullshit! This doesn't have anything to do with our kids! You're on some vengeful shit for no damn reason." He starts to cry. "I don't know what I did to make you hate me so much, but I'm sorry. Maybe I really was a shitty husband and didn't realize it."

Again, I'm feeling guilty. "You really weren't that bad. I just wanted you to stop paying so much attention to Kevin. I felt like we didn't matter to you. Plus you were sleeping with Red."

He shakes his head. "I swear to you, I didn't sleep with her."

"So why was she the first person you went to for comfort after my death?"

"I was lonely and she was there for me. She helped me with the kids and Kevin. She helped me with my drinking problem. She also helped me get back into school so I could get a degree and better paying job. One thing lead to another."

I cover my ears. "Ugh, please spare me the details. I'm willing to make a deal with you."

He raises his eyebrow. "What kind of deal?"

"I'll go to the judge and tell him I made it all up."

He sighs. "So what do I have to do?"

"There's two things, one you let me have full custody of Sadie and Johnny and take them to Paris with Craig and me."

"No fucking way!"

I shrug. "I guess you like jail. Well I guess the other thing doesn't matter since you'll say no that too."

"What?" I can hear the irritation in his voice.

"You have to end things with Red…for good."

"What's your problem with Red?"

"She's a home wrecking whore! If anything you should thank me for trying to save you from her whorish ways!"

"You can forget your deal. I'm not giving up my kids or Red!"

I shrug. "Well then have it your way. Just remember, you'll be in jail so you'll have to give up your kids anyway! I'll be awarded custody and we'll move to Paris. Hell, we may find somewhere further to go. You'll never see them again because you'll be busy rotting away in this cell!"

Kenny bursts into tears. "You may have won for now, but this is far from over. I'm going to make you pay for this!"

"I'll never pay for this! Everyone believes that you were an abusive husband and those claims are taking very seriously. Just wait until the boys in jail find out what you did!" I smirk.

"You're fucking twisted! I don't know if Craig brain washed you or something, but you're not acting like you!"

"Actually, I'm more like myself than I ever was! I'm going to get worse until I get everything that I want and that's my kids and your relationship with Red destroyed!"

"What the hell are you doing here?" I turn and see Stan.

"I'm here visiting my husband if you don't mind!"

"I do mind. You have no business being here since you're the reason he's here! Now get lost!" He orders.

My jaw drops. "Kenny, are you going to let him talk to me like that?"

Kenny wipes his eyes and nods. "Yes, I am."

"Fine. Just think about what I said." With that, I leave. As I'm heading to my car, I bump into someone. I look and see… "Red…?"