Adam closed his suitcase and groaned in frustration.

After the name calling, yelling and tears, Becky settled down and told him to pack up. She told him he could take all his clothes and the car, but that was it.

Becky currently rocked Joseph in her arms. She kissed his head, "Mommy loves you." She whispered. She looked out the window as she cried silently to herself.

The only guy she had come to love had fallen out of love with her. Constantly cheating. Constantly lying. The worst part was he would come back to bed with her after sleeping with Fiona.

All she wanted was the love of her life but she had lost him to the girl standing outside her house. From the window she could see Fiona. Becky didn't know if Adam loved Fiona or she was just a person he was using.

Becky just wanted to never see them again. She turned around and found Adam leaning on the doorway.

She could tell by his face that he had been crying as well, probably not as hard as her. All she wanted to do was tell him everything was going to be okay, but she couldn't do it. Even if she was going to miss running her fingers through his hair. Or kissing his lips. Or hearing his jokes.

That had all disappeared months ago. They were far too broken and didn't know each other anymore.

"I'm leaving now." Adam spoke up. He left his briefcase on the ground and approached her slowly, "Can I say goodbye to my son?" He asked her carefully.

Becky nodded and handed him to his father gently. Adam held him close and kissed his head. "Daddy will see you soon, okay?"

Joseph smiled up at his father and reached for his nose. Adam finally had a smile on his face. "Dada. Wuv you." His son mumbled.

A tear streamed down Adam's face as he handed his beloved son back to his wife. He quickly wiped it away.

"I'm sorry, Becky." Adam apologized again for what seemed to be the hundredth time. "Fiona is jus-"

"Stop right there." Becky answered quietly, "I don't want you to explain yourself. It happened, again and again. You don't love me, so it's done. Get out."

Adam shook his head and moved forward, but his wife stepped back, "I do love you, but I happen to love someone more." He sadly told her. It hurt her, he could tell.

Becky frowned and tried hard to hold back tears, yet again. Adam leaned over to kiss her cheek gently, "I'm sorry."

Mr and Mrs. Torres looked at each other once more before he walked out the door.

"How'd it go?" Fiona had her arms crossed as she saw Adam holding a briefcase while he walked out the door.

Adam looked rather pale and Fiona could tell by his red rimmed eyes he had been crying. "It's okay." She approached him and placed her arms around his neck.

She frowned as she saw his shoulders shake as he finally broke down. All Adam could do was grasp onto her coat after letting go of his suitcase, as he let his emotions out.

They stood in front of his yard for a while as she held him. Looking through the window, Becky watched without sympathy.

They had taken a cab to Fiona's condo. It being 10 pm, they were in bed watching a movie.

Fiona was on her phone texting the co-owner of her business. This way it was easier to manage the business in Toronto as she was away.

She looked up and glanced at Adam. It looked like he was very focused into the film, but she knew better. Leaning over, she plugged her cellphone into the outlet. Once done with that, she ran a hand through Adam's hair.

He suddenly looked at her and smiled slightly. Adam then rested his head on her shoulder. He let out a sigh as Fiona kept rubbing his head.

"Let me give you a massage. You seem really tense." Fiona suggested as she turned the television off.

Adam nodded and removed his shirt. He moved to lay on his stomach while resting his head on the pillow. "Clear your head." He heard Fiona whisper into his ear.

She pressed her chest against his back as she rubbed his head. Before moving off, Fiona kissed his ear and saw him smile.

"Fall asleep, you need the rest. Tomorrow we're heading over to Eli's." She rubbed his bare shoulders then ran her hands down his arms.

Fiona reached over to turn off the lamp and she moved her hands down his sides. The massage continued for a couple minutes before she heard a light snoring.

Continuing to rub his arm, Fiona rested her head on the back of his shoulder. Dozing off as well wondering how they would explain this to their friends tomorrow.


Three chapters in one day for y'all who still read it! There's still plenty of chapters i have written that are saved on my computer, I will try to post them weekly or bi-weekly; as i am starting to get busy because of college. Please review.
-peace,johanna.