Right where we left off…
"Mom, look out!" Anna and Chrissy screamed, both pointing at the bus they were about to hit.
Emma's eyes widened, and she stopped crying immediately. Her entire life flashed before her eyes, as she stepped on the gas peddle as hard as she could. She closed her eyes, and held her breath, awaiting the fatal crash. When it didn't come, she wondered if she was dead. She opened her eyes slowly and looked around.
She was in the same car, with her daughters. Chrissy was slumped over next to her, apparently passed out, and Anna was in the back seat, white with fear, and panting heavily, as if she had just run a 10 mile race. Emma's heart beat hard against her chest, as she took out her cell to call an ambulance for her passed out daughter; Emma didn't exactly feel like driving right now.
The ambulance arrived, and brought Chrissy into the car. Emma decided to ride in the ambulance with her daughter, while Anna rode with the tow truck Emma had called earlier.
Emma was in the hospital looking at the form of her unconscious daughter, slightly worried. She breathed a sigh of relief, as Chrissy opened her eyes.
Chrissy glanced around and noticed she was in a hospital. She noticed her mom's concerned face, and was instantly worried. "Mom, did we crash? Are you okay? Am I okay? How's Anna? Oh no! She didn't die did she?"
"Everyone's fine sweetie," said Emma in a soothing voice. We didn't crash, I'm fine, Anna's fine, and you just passed out. The doctors were worried you may have gone into shock, or had a heart attack, so they brought you here."
"Chrissy instantly calmed down as a doctor came in, and told her she could leave, if she wanted to.
Talking to Sean made Jay feel somewhat better, but he was still confused. He lie in the guest bed at Sean's house, staring up at the ceiling. Wondering if Paige was still mad at him, Jay took out his cell, and dialed his home phone number.
He frowned when no one answered. She always answered the phone, even if she was sleeping. Jay hung up the phone and dialed Emma's number. He didn't really know why, but he just felt as if he needed to talk to her.
"Hello," answered Emma's sleepy voice.
"Hi," replied Jay.
"Jay, I'm not in the mood," Emma said, "I almost got into a car crash because of you today, then Chrissy passed out."
Jay opened his mouth to speak, but the line went dead. He put his phone back down, and returned to staring at the ceiling. He had to apologize to Paige, and forget about Emma. Well, he couldn't forget about her, because she was the mother of two of his daughters, but he could ignore his feelings.
Jay drifted off to sleep a few hours later. He was awoken by sunlight streaming in through the windows. He panicked slightly, when he didn't recognize the room he was in. This had happened quite a few times, but never after he married Paige.
Jay relaxed when he remembered everything that had happened the night before. He remembered his decision, and decided it was for the best.
Jay said goodbye and thanks to Sean (in a note because it was way too early to wake anyone), then set out for the four hour drive home. When he parked his car in the garage he noticed that her car wasn't there. So she had spent the night out last night.
He opened his door, and flopped on the couch. He turned on the TV, and waited for Paige to arrive.
Paige froze as she came across something else. It was a small piece of paper with a phone number on it. It wasn't just anyone's phone number though, it was Spinner's phone number.
Before Paige knew it, she was reaching for the phone and punching in the 7 digits on the small piece of paper.
"Hello?" answered a familiar voice.
"Spinner?" asked Paige.
"Paige?" asked Spinner, recognizing the voice.
"Yeah," said Paige, "how are you?"
"Fine," he replied. "You?"
"I'm not doing so well," Paige said sadly. Then an idea came into her head, it was a bad idea, she knew it, but she didn't ignore it like she should have. "Listen, can I come over and talk about it?"
"I guess," said Spinner. "My address is (insert address here)."
"I'll be right over," she said, with an evil smile. She would get back at Jay.
Paige got into her mustang and drove to the address Spinner had given her. She stepped out of the car and knocked at the door.
"Hey," said Spinner.
Paige immediately worked up tears. "Jayhastwodaughtersanddidn'ttellmeaboutitandthenkissedEmma!" she sobbed hysterically, onto Spinner's shoulder.
Spinner was pretty confused, but he comforted Paige. "It's okay," he said in his best soothing voice.
"How can you say that?" she asked. She wasn't really this upset, but she needed Spinner to kiss her, and kiss her with more passion than Jay had kissed Emma. If there was going to be a battle she was going to win!
Spinner said nothing, he just looked into her eyes, and she looked into his, then it happened, he kissed her. Paige was elated, she had won! There was something strange about this kiss though. It was better than any kiss Jay had ever given her.
That one kiss led onto another kiss, then another, and so forth and so on.
The next morning, Paige was not awoken by her usual, "Mommy, mommy! Wake up, wake up!" Paige thought it was rather nice actually. She looked around at the unfamiliar room, then at the sleeping figure beside her. She suddenly felt very guilty. She had betrayed her husband. She was an adulterer.
Wasn't that a commandment? Yes, it was the sixth one, right? Thou shall not adulterer. She had sinned one of the worst sins.
"I guess I won," she muttered to herself bitterly. Paige glanced at the clock, it was 10:30 A.M. She got out of the covers, dressed, then left a note.
Dear Spinner,
Last night was a mistake, a bad one. We should never have done that. It was wrong of me to come over here in the first place. I just came to get back at Jay for kissing Emma. This went way too far. Please don't tell anyone about it.
Paige
She drove to Hazel's house. Paige rang the doorbell, and Hazel answered it, holding Mikey.
"My gosh, Paige," Hazel said, "you look like you barely got any sleep last night, are you okay? Do you want to talk about it now?"
Paige just shook her head. "Can I have my kids please?" she asked.
Hazel handed her Mikey, and the bags, with a worried look on her face.
"Mommy!" Lauren said, running up and hugging her mother. "Aunt Hazel didn't get me any ice cream!"
"We'll go through the Dairy Queen on our way home," Paige said. Satisfied, Lauren climbed in the car. The whole way home, Paige was praying that Jay hadn't gotten home yet.
"Damn," she muttered, as she saw his car in the garage.
Paige came through the door and set Mikey in his walker. She saw Jay on the couch, watching TV. "Lauren , will you please go to your room?" Paige said, more as a command, than a question.
"But what about my ice--," Lauren began.
"Later!" Paige hissed, giving her a look.
Lauren drudged down the hall, pouting about how she was never going to get her ice cream.
"Hey honey," Jay said, getting up off the couch. Paige felt guilty as he wrapped his arms around her and kissed her. "Look, I'm sorry for yesterday. Forgive me?"
"All right," said Paige right away.
Jay smiled, "Where were you last night?"
"Hazel's," she quickly lied. If she played her cards right, Jay would never know about her night with Spinner.
A/N Okay, it took me an hour to write this chapter, and it's almost 4 in the morning. If you don't like this chapter, blame it on tiredness.