Chapter 27

Martha desperately pushed Justin off her. She lifted her head up and caught sight of Jack stood at the door. "Jack!" she cried as she approached him. "It's not what..."

"I came here to sort things out" he said, calmly, despite the anger that was building inside him. He looked towards Justin. "Is this him?" he asked. Martha bit her lip and then nodded. "Yeh." she replied softly. "That's him" Without thinking, Jack launched onto him, as the two men threw punches at each other. Martha watched, horrifically. "Jack stop!" she pleaded, as she grabbed the back of Jack's shirt and desperately tried to separate them. She felt the shirt slip from her grasp. Justin pulled Jack over, and, realising he had the power; he grabbed the glass that Martha had been drinking from and held it in the air. "Justin stop!" cried Martha. She reached for the phone. "I'm calling the police unless you two stop now!" she cried. Justin turned to look at her. After a moment's hesitation, he got off Jack, and the two boys stood up in front of each other. She walked over and stood between them. She turned to face Justin. "I want you to leave" she said. He looked at her and then shook his head. "I'm not going anywhere!"

"Justin please!"

Justin looked towards Jack and then back at Martha, after a moment's hesitation, he walked towards the door and opened it. He looked at Martha. "This isn't over" he mumbled and left, leaving Martha shaken up.

She walked towards Jack, but she didn't make any attempt to touch him. "Jack, I am so, so sorry" she cried. He looked at her. "What was he doing here?" asked Jack. Martha sighed. "I asked him to come"

"Oh, this day just gets better!"

"I asked to come so I could ask him for a divorce" she said. Jack looked at her. "You were going to ask him for a divorce?" Martha nodded. "And what did he say?"

"He said no" she sobbed. "Jack, please, I want you to know, I don't have any feelings for him" Jack laughed. "You've spun me so many lies. How do I know if you're telling the truth?"

"After everything we've been through" she snapped. "You have the nerve to ask ME whether I'm being truthful"

Jack stood in front of her. "How the hell am I supposed to know? What else haven't you told me?" he demanded. "What else!"

"I'm pregnant!" she cried...