Disc: I do not own Yu-Gi-Oh (do I REALLY have to say this at the beginning of each chapter?)

Chapter 4

"Mary, please, come on. This is SO retarded." Bobby sighed, leaning in the door frame as he watched his wife pack up her things. He was really tempted to light up a cigarette but that wouldn't help him at all.

"No Robert. I'm sick of this! I'm sick of the half assed attempts to quit, and your empty promises! I'm leaving!" Mary sobbed as she threw her clothes into a duffle bag.

"So what, you're just taking off on us?" He asked, skeptical.

"NO, I'm walking out on YOU." She dropped the bag on the floor, then began filling a box with her other belongings. "I'm sick and tired of your physical and emotional abuse to me and the kids! I'm sick of your drinking! I'm sick of your gambling! I'm sick of YOU! I hate you!"

"Mary-"

"Shut up! I NEVER want to see you again!" she was quite relieved her soon-to-be-ex-husband was sober at this moment, because otherwise her outburst would have been answered with violence.

"Please Mary. I need you; you can't leave me, not now!" Bobby wasn't sure if he really truly meant those words. But the idea of losing his wife, whom he had been with for almost 10 years wasn't appealing to him.

"You PROMISED me you would change! You promised and you promised and you never kept your word. I don't love you anymore Robert." Bobby couldn't stand there anymore, just watching her pack up her life. The kids would be home any minute now. He debated if he should physically stop her, or threaten her... maybe block her from going to the kid's rooms so that she couldn't pack up their things. She wouldn't leave without them! She was a mom. He decided to just let her go through with it. She would get this out of her system, be grateful he didn't freak out on her and come back. If he did try and stop her it may anger her further.

He sat at the kitchen table, and stared at the clock. He wanted a cigarette and he wanted some serious vodka. He fought his urges though. He wanted to show her he could do it. He could be good. He still was the man she had loved. She threw her things by the front door, and he heard her go into another room. He could hear her packing things up in there too.

"Momma! Daddy! We're home!" Serenity called from the door. She and Joey had gone to the fair for the day, to celebrate Domino City's birthday. Kaiba Corporation had funded it so there were rides that you wouldn't typically see at a weekend long fair. Joey had said that morning that there was suppose to be a roller coaster there. Mary had given them money to go, probably just so they weren't around when he found out she was leaving.

"Hey, why are all these bags and boxes here? Is someone staying with us for a while?" Joey asked, but he soon realized that those weren't foreign bags and boxes. "Hey, Momma, isn't that your bag? Are you goin' away?"

"Momma! Why are you packing away my dollies?!" Serenity panicked. "I still play with them!" The little girl assumed her mom was going to give them away, like she had done with some of Joey's toys when he was too big for them.

"SH, sweetie, just put all your things in a box, ok?" Mary asked. Serenity was confused but did as she was told. Joey went right into the kitchen, deciding to ask his father about his mom's things at the door.

"Hey pop. Um, what's goin' on?" Joey asked. He heard a loud noise that sounded like something heavy hitting the floor. He turned and saw more boxes added to the pile at the front door. Mary said something to Serenity, who had a little box in her hands, and Serenity went outside. Mary picked up some boxes as well, and followed.

Bobby was beginning to feel nervous now. What if this was for real? What if she was waiting for him to try and stop her? Should he ask her to stay once more? What was he supposed to do? He stood up and went to the door. Mary came back in again, and grabbed the remaining boxes.

"Mary, I'm asking you for the last time, please don't leave!" She ignored him, going to the car with the boxes. Bobby noticed she still had a few bags left, and none were Joey's. She still had to pack his things so he still had some time left to work on her. Serenity ran back into the house.

"We're going on vacation I think!" She said to Joey, who smiled, looking relieved to some degree. Bobby frowned at his children.

"Come on Serenity, get in the car." Mary picked up the last of her things.

"Whoa, wait... you're not taking Joey?" Robert panicked. What about his extra time to work on her?!

"Yeah sure, like I want a miniature YOU around!" She hissed. "You two are MADE for each other. You are aggressive, lying, idiots!!"

"Momma?" Joey looked at her with scared eyes. Why was he all those things? "What's happening?"

"Good bye Joseph." She almost wanted to hug him goodbye, but instead turned and left, walking down the front steps and into the car. Serenity was in the back seat, now wondering why no one else was coming.

"Momma, what about Daddy and Joey?"

"They're not coming sweetie. You don't have to EVER see that horrible man again." This somewhat comforted Serenity. Her daddy had become very scary over the last few years, like a monster had decided to inhabit his body.

"But, what about Joey?" She asked, as her mom started the car.

"He's staying behind. Wave good bye, you won't see him for a long time." Her mother said coldly. Serenity began crying.

"No Momma! Stop! We have to get Joey!" Serenity tried to open the door, but it had a child safety lock on it. She looked out the window and screamed at Joey as they began to pull out of the driveway.

"She can't be serious about this..." Bobby muttered from the steps. Joey bolted down the steps abruptly, eyes beginning to tear up. He screamed for his sister, praying his mom would stop. He felt so stupid chasing down a car, but he didn't know what else to do. He felt arms around his waist and the ground disappeared.

"No! Let me go! We have to stop them!" Joey kicked at his father, who had chased him down.

"Forget it!" Bobby shook Joey harshly, trying to get the boy to stop yelling. He then held Joey out in front of him, and looked at the boy. They stared into each other's eyes, both angry and hurt. "We don't need her. We'll be just fine, don't you worry."

END of ch.4

Aw, wasn't that sweet? Er... I mean sad? Ah, decide for yourselves.

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