After the long plane ride to Tennessee, Reba was starting to get nervous about dropping by her house. They had already dropped the kids off with Cheyenne and Van, who were now staying with their grandmother, and right now they were in the car that they rented, and as they were getting closer she was regretting it more and more. "Honey, it's going to be fine. There is nothing he can do about it now anyways, you are going back weather he wants you there or not," Brock said trying to calm her down.
"Yeah…alright…turn here," she said motioning for him to take a right at the street ahead. They drove down a street for a while and then Reba said, "It's that one over their." She was pointing at a beautiful two-story, white house that had a huge yard. There was a car already in the driveway, which meant that Jack was home.
"Wow! This place is amazing!" Brock said looking around the yard. They both got out of the car and Reba walked over by him and took his hand.
"Ya like it?" She playfully asked squeezing his hand.
He squeezed back in approval and leaned down to kiss her, "Mhmm."
"Alright," Reba said taking in a deep breath, "Are you ready?"
"Ready when you are."
"Let's go," She nervously answered back.The couple walked up to the front door hand-in-hand, ready for whatever happened next. Reba walked a little ahead of Brock as she opened the door with her free hand. Brock noticed the house, thinking that it looked even better from the inside. He was pretty impressed with the life Reba had started for herself out here. He was surprised that she could leave all of this, and he knew that she must really love him.
"Jack?" Reba called out as she took a step in, followed by Brock.
Brock felt Reba's hand tighten around his. She was getting anxious and he pulled her closer to himself, letting her know that he was there for her.
As Brock closed the door behind him, Jack came out of the kitchen. "Reba. What are you doing here?" He asked irritably.
"I came back to get my things," she retorted back with as much attitude as he was giving her.
"I told you that I didn't want you back here!" He shouted.
"And I told you that I needed to get my stuff out of the house!" She yelled.
"Get out." Jack warned them. "I don't want you in my house, and I especially don't want you in my house," he snapped at Brock.
"Hey, I'm just here to help her move her things," Brock defended himself.
"I'm going to call the cops if both of you don't get out of my house right now!" Jack cautioned them.
"You can't do anything, Jack. I live here too." There was a moment of silence between them, "Now we are going upstairs to get some of me and the kid's things," Reba pushed Brock's hand in the direction of the stairs behind them.
Brock and Reba were moving clothes and things out of the house when Brock went outside to carry a box back to the car. Reba was packing away Kyra's things when she felt a hand on her shoulder. She turned around expecting to see Brock, but what she saw was Jack. "What are you doing?" She questioned him.
"Reba, please. Don't do this," Jack begged.
"Jack, I'm sorry. I never meant for this to happen. It just happened. Don't mess this up for me, please," she pleaded with him, shrugging away her shoulder and walking back to the closet to grab some more clothes.
She reached up to a box on a shelf above the closet and she felt Jack wrap his arms around her waist. "Jack, no." She told him, pulling away again.
"Reba, don't fight it. I know you love me. After what he did to you, how could you forgive him? Reba, I was here, I saw you. You were a train wreck. It took you forever to get over what he did you to, and now you are going to let him break you like that again?" He pressed.
"He isn't going to hurt me again. He won't make a stupid mistake like that twice."
"Reba, you can't leave. I love you!" He grabbed her and pulled her into a kiss. Reba didn't kiss him back, and she tried to push him away but he was too strong for her to get away. The second Brock saw them he turned around and started walking back out to the car. Reba finally got Jack off of her and she ran after him…
I am such a sucker
And I'm always the last to know
My insides are copper,
I'd kill to make them gold
Conversation got me here: another night alone in the city
So make my bed the grave and shovel dirt onto my sheets
Every friend we ever had in common
I will sever the tie, sever the tie with you
You can thank your lucky stars,
That everything I wish for will never come true
When you go, I will forget everything about you
When you go, I will forget everything about you
I have seen sinking ships go down with more grace than you
Turn this up I'll tune you out
Another night alone in the city, yeah
Fake it like you matter-that's a lie we can both keep, ohh
Every friend we ever had in common
I will sever the tie, sever the tie with you
You can thank your lucky stars,
That everything I wish for will never come true
When you go, I will forget everything about you
When you go, I will forget everything about you
I will forget (when you go)
I will forget everything about you (when you go)
I will forget everything about you
Every friend we ever had in common
I will sever the tie, sever the tie with you
You can thank your lucky stars,
That everything I wish for will never come true
