A/N: You know what, my writer's block for "He Drives Me Insane" is driving ME INSANE! I don't know what to write, so I'm just going to keep updating "Sooner or Later" for now I guess. If anyone wants to help me out with "He Drives Me Insane" let me know…

So on with the story!

One More Chance

Randy's POV:

I was in a state of shock for a few seconds, but I pushed Sara away from me.

"What the hell are you doing?" I asked, staring at her.

Sara, leaned against the wall, and ran her hand through her hair. "Sorry, I really shouldn't have done that. Momentary lapse in judgment or something. I'm going to go to sleep now." Sara mumbled.

I watched as she walked out the door and down the hall towards the spare room. I couldn't believe that I had pushed her away; I mean I'd fantasized about stuff like that happening, but it just wasn't the right time. She is still married to my best friend, and I just can't do that. I mean, maybe after they get divorced but right now is not the time.

Sara's POV:

I couldn't believe that I just did that. I'm not even divorced yet, and I'm kissing Randy. I'm just as bad as John, well, not exactly but close.

I lay down on the bed next to the sleeping Bri, and stared at the ceiling. I picked up my cell phone, and noticed that there was a message. Probably Jackie, wondering if I'm alright. I listened to the message, and heard John's voice.

"Sara, I know you don't want to talk to me, but please call me when you get this. Bye."

I deleted the message, and then contemplated on whether or not to call John. Reluctantly, I dialed his number and waited for him to answer.

"Sara thanks for calling me." John answered.

"Yea, no problem, I guess." I replied.

There was a moment of silence, until John began talking. "I'm sorry Sara."

I couldn't reply, but just listened.

"I didn't mean to hurt you." John said, sounding sincere.

I cut him off before he could continue, "No John, you are just sorry that you got caught. You're sorry that you're going to look like the bad guy, you're sorry that YOU messed up." I coldly said.

"Sara, that's not it at all. I love you, you're my wife. I never meant to hurt you." John replied.

"John, if you really loved me you wouldn't have been cheating on me." I replied as I hung up. I didn't need this crap right now.

John's POV:

I wasn't surprised when Sara hung up on me, I was just glad that she had talked to me for a minute or two. I decided to call Randy, since I had a feeling that's where my wife and child were right now.

"Hey man, what's up." Randy said, as he answered his phone.

"Sara and Brianna are at your place, right?" I asked.

Randy sighed, and I knew right then that they were. "Yea, they're here. Why?"

"I'm at the airport, my flight leaves in an hour. Can you pick me up?"

"I guess. When are you getting in?" Randy asked.

"The flight should get in by 5, thanks man." I told him.

"No problem. Sara is going to kill me, but I think you guys need to talk face to face." Randy replied.

"Yea, we do. I fucked up man, that's all I can say." I answered.

"I'm going to go to sleep now, I'll see you at the airport." Randy said.

"Alright, bye." I replied, hanging up.

Next Day:

Randy had picked me up, and we were on the way back to his house. He hadn't said much to me, but it was early.

"Ticked at me man?" I asked.

"Yea, I think I am. You told me almost a year ago that you were through with the cheating. I care about Sara man, I don't like seeing her hurt." Randy answered.

"I know, I'm a jackass. Hey, when we get there could you take Bri somewhere. I don't want her to hear all the yelling that I think might go down."

"I'll take her to my parent's house. They haven't seen her in a while. Don't kill each other in my house though, alright?" Randy replied, as we pulled into his driveway.

"Yea, I'll try not to get killed by Sara." I commented, as I hopped out of the car. This was going to be interesting to say the least.

I followed Randy into the house, and towards the spare bedroom where Sara and Bri must've been. The room was dark, since the window shades were pulled shut, plus it was 6:15 a.m. I could see Sara's outline on the bed, and saw that she had her arm draped over Brianna. Randy carefully picked up Sara's arm, and I scooped up Bri. We put a pillow where Bri had been, and Randy put Sara's arm back down. She didn't even budge the whole time! Bri started to wake up, and I quickly left the room with her. I didn't need Sara waking up right now. Bri's eyes fluttered open, and a sleepy grin appeared on her face.

"Daddy?" she mumbled. It had been too long since I had last seen my little girl.

"Yea, daddy's here!" I replied, kissing her forehead.

"Missed you." Bri said, before she fell back to sleep.

"I missed you too baby girl." I answered, as I handed her off to Randy. I felt like a knife had just been driven into my heart, I hadn't seen my daughter in almost 5 months. She'd gotten so big, I didn't even realize it until now. I've been so busy, but that's still no excuse to not see my kid. Where'd my priorities go? I nodded to Randy as he walked out the door with Bri and then went back to the spare room where Sara lay sleeping.

Another knife got shoved into my heart when I sat down on the bed, and saw that the look on Sara's face was one of a broken heart, even when she was asleep. I hate myself for what I've done to her.

Sara's POV:

I opened my eyes, and got hit in the face by a beam of sunlight. I thought that I'd closed the window shades last night, but I guess Randy opened them or something. I rolled over, and discovered that Bri wasn't in bed. She's probably out in the living room. I got out of bed, and heard the water running in the bathroom right outside the room. I pulled my hair back into a sloppy ponytail, and walked out into the living room. Bri wasn't out there, that was weird. I sat down on the couch, and hollered to Randy, "Hey Randy where's Bri?"

"Randy and Bri are at his folks house." I heard a voice that definitely wasn't Randy answer. Oh God why is John here?

I stood up and turned around coming face to face with the devil himself.

"What are you doing here?" I asked, arms crossed across my chest.

"I came to talk to you face to face. Randy picked me up at the airport about 2 hours ago." John replied.

"I don't feel like talking to you right now John." I said, as I sat back down on the couch.

"Well, I have one two days till I have to leave, so you're going to have to talk to me sometime." John answered, sitting down across from me.

"Maybe I'll just leave then. I don't have to stay here." I retorted.

"Sara, just talk to me. We can work this out." John said, staring at me.

"What's to work out? Who gets what when we sign the divorce papers?" I replied, staring daggers at him.

"I don't want to get a divorce. Can you not get that through your head?" John asked, standing up.

"I honestly don't care what you want right now John. I'm through with this, I'm through with us. All we've done is fight lately. We never see each other, and you've been sleeping with other girls." I exclaimed.

"Yea, we've been fighting, yea we haven't seen each other in a while, and yes you did catch me cheating, but can't we work it out?" John replied.

"How many girls have you had sex with? Tell me that. How long has this been going on?" I asked, tears forming in my eyes.

John sighed, and looked away.

"My God, how many other women have been with my HUSBAND!" I shouted. "Damn it John, answer the question!"

"It started about a year ago. There's only been 6 chicks, only 3 of those did I have actual sex with." John quietly answered.

I felt my heart shatter and my blood boil at the same time. He wasn't lying, I knew that much. I was now standing too, and started sobbing. I felt John wrap his arms around me, and heard him softly saying that he was sorry. I pushed him away, and slapped him hard across the face. Hard enough that I could already see the hand print appearing on his cheek.

"Don't touch me John." I stated, looking past him.

"I deserved that. Sara, please be reasonable. I fucked up, it's true. I still love you, and I know that deep down you still love me. We can get past all this shit. Please, I don't want to be another one of those divorce statistics. I don't want Bri to grow up going back an forth between us. Most importantly, I can't lose you." John pleaded. "I'm begging you, give me one more chance."

A/N: Well, I updated! Yay! Hope y'all liked this chapter…please review! An remember, anyone who wants to help me out with "He Drives Me Insane" can drop me a e-mail! Peace for now!