No words were exchanged between Jon and Adriana the following day. Jon didn't want to see Adriana. Adriana didn't want to see Jon. The most they did was help each other dress the children and feed them. Adriana took Jasmine into the room to breastfeed her while Jon fed J.J., Aiden, and Madaline.

Luckily, the children were still their chirpy selves. Jon thought that his argument with Adriana was going to wake them up. But they worn themselves out the previous night so they slept soundly. Jon hoped that he would never had to argue and fight with Adriana again. But he was going to find out he would be totally wrong.

Jon had a hunch that they were going to start asking questions soon. How would he bring himself to tell his children that he and Adriana weren't getting along all of a sudden? He hated fighting in front of the children with a passion and he also hated fighting with Adriana.

But this is how she usually would get whenever something was bothering her and she didn't want to say. Jon remembered she had mentioned that the doctor's diagnosed her with postpartum depression. He did some research and understood why Adriana was acting out again. She did mention how she felt like crap. Jon then felt bad in a way. Yes, him and Adriana wanted kids and he knew that despite being in pain in the delivery room, she was more than happy to bring the kids into the world. But it seems as if everything caught up to her. Who knows if she already had the depression but she just shrugged it off like it was nothing. No matter how many times Jon begged her to tell him what was going on, Adriana was bullheaded and refused to say anything. It didn't matter if Adriana didn't want him to know anything: he still deserved to know.

"Daddy, can I have extra sugar in my cereal? Daddy?" Madaline asked from the table.

"Yeah. Yeah, you can have extra sugar," Jon said. He poured the Frosted Flakes and milk into the bowl and dropped two spoons of sugar into the cereal. He took the cereal to her. "There you go princess."

"Thank you, Daddy. Kiss kiss?" Madaline said, puckering her lips.

Jon bent down. Madaline gave her father a kiss on the cheek and smiled.

"Why is your face so fuzzy?" she asked.

"Daddy's growing a beard," Jon said.

"A beard? Why?"

"Boys grow beards," Jon said, smiling.

"Good thing I don't! I don't want a fuzzy face. But you like nice with the fuzzy face, Daddy. I like it," Madaline said.

"Thanks. Now eat your cereal before it gets soggy."

Madaline dug into her cereal and starting munching.

Everything was good until Adriana came storming into the kitchen.

"Who's Jodie?" she said, holding Jon's cell phone.

"That's a coworker," Jon said. "Please give me my cell and don't start."

"I'm not giving you a goddamn thing!" Adriana yelled. "And don't you fucking lie to me, Jonathan! Who the fuck is Jodie!?"

"Adriana, stop cussing and yelling in front of the kids! Get out!" Jon yelled back.

"Fuck you and fuck the kids! I said tell me who the fuck is Jodie!?" she repeated.

Jon grabbed his cell phone out of Adriana's hand and yanked her out of the kitchen. He dragged her all the way into the dining room.

"I swear I want to slap your tongue out of your mouth! What the fuck is wrong with you, huh? How could you say what you did in front of the kids?" Jon said.

"Are you cheating on me?" Adriana asked.

"No!" Jon said. "What's gotten into you?"

"It's you! I'm fucking tired of you!" Adriana screamed.

"Tired of me!?"

"Yes, you!"

"What the fuck have I ever did to you!?"

"Every goddamn thing! You just continue to put me through shit!"

"Put you through stuff? Last time I checked, YOU are the one yelling like you've lost your damn mind! You're going around here accusing me of cheating on you with a coworker. I've never touched another woman or even dared to look at another woman! And you know why!? Because I love you, Adriana. I really do. But like you said, you hate me. You just hate my damn guts for some reason I do not know," Jon said. "I can't take this anymore. I've been too goddamn good to you. Too goddamn good. I didn't say shit when you were with Luke. But oh, you forgot about that did you? Yeah, of course you did. You can always point out something like I'm doing like I'm the bad guy. You need help, Adriana."

"I don't need help," Adriana said. "You calling me crazy?"

"Yes. Yes you are crazy," Jon said. "And I refuse to have the kids around you while you're acting this way. They don't deserve it."

"You're not taking my kids any damn where!" Adriana said.

Jon ignored her and went to get the kids.

"Go put on your shoes," he told them.

J.J. and Aiden got up immediately and did as their father said.

Adriana followed Jon into the kitchen like a mad woman.

"I said you are not taking them anywhere!"

"Shut up, Adriana. Get out of my face," Jon said.

Never before had he wanted to hurt Adriana in his life. But she was pushing it. Really, really, really, really, pushing it.

Madaline slid off of her chair and walked up behind Jon and tugged on his shirt.

"Mommy, Daddy, please stop fighting," Madaline said.

"And what are you gonna do if I don't?" Adriana said.

"I'm telling you Adriana, very nicely. Get out of my damn face," Jon said through gritted teeth.

Adriana slapped Jon across the left side of his face.

Jon wanted to hit her back. But since Madaline was right behind him, he decided against it. He picked up his daughter and went to help her get her shoes on in her room.

"Daddy, where are we going?"

"To your grandmother's house. I can't have you staying with Mommy."

"Why not?"

"She doesn't feel good. Go get your coat."

"Take off your shoes!" Adriana yelled at J.J. and Aiden when they walked to the front door to wait for their father.

"But Daddy told us to put our shoes on," J.J. said.

"And I'm telling you to take them off!" Adriana said.

Jon went to see what was going on.

"But Mommy-" J.J. said.

"Shut up you bastard!"

"Hey!" Jon yelled at her. "Don't call him names."

"He's my child. I can say whatever I want to say to him!"

"It doesn't matter if he is your child. You will not call any of the kids out of their names. Nor will you continue to say hurtful things to them. You can say what you want to me, but not to the kids. Not on my watch," Jon said.

"You didn't birth this kids into this world! I did!"

"Yes, I know that! But I was right there with you when each child was brought into this world! And there isn't anything I wouldn't do for them! Just like there isn't anything I wouldn't do for you!"

"Whatever, Jonathan. Same old bullshit. What did I say you two?" Adriana said, turning her attention back to J.J. and Aiden.

"Leave the kids alone," Jon said.

"Don't listen to your father. I said to take off your shoes. Both of you! NOW!"

"Adriana!"

"But Mommy-" J.J. said again.

Adriana backhanded J.J. across his face, sending him to the floor. He started crying immediately.

"Adriana! What the fuck has gotten into you!?" Jon said.

He walked up to her and pushed her against the wall.

"Tell me my eyes are playing tricks on me. Tell me you did not just hit him," Jon said. Now he was seething with anger.

Adriana looked at J.J. who was on the floor crying. Jon shook his head.

"You're not going to see the kids again until you get help," Jon said. "You need help, Adriana. You really do. You need to change."

Jon let go of her and comforted his son.

"It's alright. Come on, pull yourself together," Jon said, helping J.J. up.

"Mommy...why do you hate us?" J.J. said through tears.

Adriana shook her head.

"I don't hate you...I don't...I hate myself."

She walked out of the room.

"Stay here with your brother," Jon told Aiden.

Jon followed Adriana.

"I'm taking Jasmine with me, too," Jon said.

Adriana was sitting on her side of the bed with her back to Jon. He picked up Jasmine. She starting crying.

"Sssshhh, Daddy's here," Jon said.

He grabbed her baby bag and shoes and left the room.

Adriana heard the door shut minutes later.

Author's Note: That was not pretty at all.