Yes, a cliffhanger. Bahhaha. Anyways, driving went okay. I have it again tomorrow and Thursday. Haha.
Why I named this chapter "Don't Trust Me" I will never know.. Bahaha. My friend and I were listening to that song in the drivers ed car as I was thinking of this chapter. (:
Enjoy!
"What the hell is that!?" Sam yelled as he climbed out of bed, throwing the covers at Jules. "Sam—What!?" He shook his head, "I can't believe you. Who the hell left that mark on your neck?" She instantly threw her hand over the side of her neck as tears filled her eyes, "Sam—." She sobbed as he chucked a pillow straight at her face, "Don't even talk to me you whore." He mumbled as he grabbed his keys. "Sam, please don't leave!" She yelled for him, he turned around and shook his head slowly, "You're a lying, cheating, slut that treats me like crap. I'm sick and tired of it—enjoy your little boyfriend—you can explain it to the kids." Sam stormed out as she chased after him until he got in his truck and left her standing in the front yard, in the dark.
"Mom, what's going on?" Jessica groaned as she walked downstairs half asleep. Jules pulled her into a tight hug as she cried her eyes out. "Uh—Mom?" Jessica was so confused as to what happened. "Go back to bed sweetie." She sniffled as she let go and made her way to her bedroom.
Standing in the mirror she brushed away her hair from her shoulders. "A hickey?" Tears escaped her eyes. When she thought back, she hadn't worn her hair away from her neck since the last time she was with Brian. Even at work she had the collar of her uniform around her neck. She couldn't blame Sam for walking out on her—too bad she didn't know how to bring him back.
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Sam drove to the only place he knew to go.
Storming into the station wasn't exactly normal considering team one wasn't on the overnight shift and any team who was would either be out patrolling or sipping down coffee in the briefing rooms. He slung his fist at his locker, making it release and fly open. The metal slung against his other teammates lockers as he shoved the doors away. When he looked at the pictures of him and Jules, happy and smiling, he wiped his hand across the sides of the locker making them all fall to the bottom in a pile as he slammed the doors back.
"Braddock?" A sudden voice echoed through the empty locker room.
"Who do you want, me or my so-called wife?" He mumbled as he fell to the bench only to realize that Greg was standing in the doorway with a coffee in his hand. "Boss—What are you doing here three hours before shift starts?"
"Better question is what are you doing here?" Greg asked calmly as he sat down next to him. "So-called wife? What's all that about?"
Sam shook his head, "She's cheating on me—again."
"Sam I—Jules? Sam, she loves you more than life itself. Are you sure?"
Sam nodded slowly, "You know—She hasn't held my hand in over two weeks, and even like a week before that if she did it was like she could care less to be with me. Then all those times she just had to go buy something random—Damn it! I should have seen it! Why didn't I see this?"
Greg placed his hand on Sam's shoulder, "Buddy calm down." Greg had known about what happened. But no one had any clue she had ended it, and she had been cheated on as well.
"How did you—?"
"Oh, how did I find out? Things have been so hectic the past few weeks with Jessica being pregnant, Alexis moving out, Carly just being an infant and now Sydney in the mix—so for the first time in weeks I tried to kiss her and show that I actually love her—and I find that some guy has been kissing on her neck—and no it wasn't me. Some scumbag has been sleeping with her, kissing her, and calling her his girlfriend, while I'm sitting here thinking that my wife is perfect. Damn it—I'll be in the range." Sam groaned as he slapped his hands down on his thighs and stood up, making his way out of the locker room only to have his arm grabbed by Greg. "Listen—Sam—I'm sorry—." Sam exchanged a confused look. "Sam—I—We knew, well Ed and Wordy saw—Just, I'm really sorry buddy. She really does love you though." Sam shook his head and kicked the side of the locker. "Damn you guys." Greg tried to pat his shoulder as Sam threw it off, "How the hell could you guys go around knowing that my wife was out with some other man and you didn't even have the decency to tell me?" Greg held his head low, "Sam—I'm sorry, we are all sorry." It took all of Sam's gut to keep from throwing his fist across his sergeant's face. "Save it. At least tell me who the hell this ass that decided to take my wife is." He shook his head, "Sam, I seriously don't even know. It was in the midst of when we were trying to find Sydney a home and it was chaotic. Jules doesn't even know that anyone knows—Sam—She's a good girl, she would never intentionally try to hurt you." Sam slammed his hand against a random locker door and walked out, heading for the shooting range as Greg shook his head and fell back onto the bench, placing his coffee at his side.
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"Mom—I can't sleep. Where the heck is dad?" Jessica came to the doorway and crossed her arms as she saw Jules in the bathroom splashing water on her face. "Mom! Talk to me!"
"I made a horrible mistake." She sobbed as she glared into the mirror. "I've got to fix this." As she started throwing more water against her face Jessica ran over to her and grabbed her arms, "Mom! What did you do?" Jules shook her head, "He's gone—Sweetie—I'm so sorry. You need to get some rest and just let me deal with this." Jessica didn't let go, "Mom—You're not going after him. He'll come back—just go sit down in the living room and calm down." When she looked at the tears, and the fear in Jules' eyes, she pulled her mom into a tight hug and whispered, "What did you do?" That's when Jules took her hand and they sat down on she and Sam's bed.
"Come on Mom. You did something—something that you regret—again!"
Jules nodded.
"You—you went out on dad again, didn't you?"
Jules nodded.
Jessica jumped to her feet with tears rolling down her cheeks, "Mom, I can't believe you did this again! How could you!? Especially with another child joining our family. You're selfish! I can't believe you could do this to dad—after all he's done for us!"
She wasn't even going to bring up the fact that she had ended it—it didn't even matter.
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Sam fired the gun constantly at the paper target—until Greg walked in. "Buddy—Shift starts in about an hour. Now I don't know what really went down between you two, but if she shows up and you two act like complete dumbasses, you're out—no pay for the day, nothing." He turned and walked out without saying another word, leaving Sam to think about what he would say if she did actually show up.
He fired another shot.
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Within the next hour the team filed in for a bright and early morning shift. That included everyone. Jules didn't speak to anyone as she went into her locker room, got ready and stared at her tears in the mirror.
When Sam got dressed and ready for the day, he kept quiet, just listening to the side conversations in the locker room.
Everything went smooth until Jules decided to head to the briefing room just as the guys were also heading to the briefing room to meet up with Greg.
An uncomfortable silence hit between them as they both froze, sending off vibes to each of the guys. Sam shook his head and continued on to the briefing room—with no questions asked by the guys.
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"Good job Sam—Your rounds were perfect today."
Sam nodded to his sergeant, "I noticed."
"Get over yourself." Jules sniped as she crossed her arms.
Sam made his way over to her, "At least I don't cheat—."
She stood silently until Greg broke the silence, "You two—My office—Now."
The whole team gazed at the two staring at each other viciously. When they broke off and followed Greg, the male gossiping began about what was happening.
"I can't even believe you two. I seriously don't care what the hell you two have against each other, even though I already know—I don't care. I'm giving you twenty minutes to figure this out. You're going to stand right here and talk while I go set up the files for everyone to review—understand?" He headed to the door of his office as he didn't receive a nod, nor a snide remark from either of them. "Twenty minutes—figure it out."
Maybe it's time to explain. "Sam I—."
"I don't love you anymore."
Okay—Please do not kill me. I really want to get my permit (: Bahaha.
But please do review! (: Yay.
I'll try to update tomorrow but Im going to be way busy. Baha. Driving till 12
