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Chapter Four

Jack's POV

I smirked and laid my cards on the table. "Boom," I said, "Straight flush." I pulled the winnings, consisting of her ten dollars and my twenty.

"I don't think so," my opponent said and put her cards on the table, "A royal flush."

"What?!" I exclaimed and looked at the cards, "Ok, ya little cheater, I want a rematch."

Kim walked into the room. "How's the game going?" she asked.

"She cheats," I replied, looking at Morgan.

"I do not!" she protested, "He just sucks at Texas hold 'em!"

I raised an eyebrow at the little girl and rolled my eyes. She picked up her winnings and skipped to the guestroom.

"Well, she's a brat," I muttered, "Anyway, now that she's gone, did you get anything out of Jess?"

"I did," she replied, "But I promised her I wouldn't tell you."

"Are you serious?!" I complained, "Come on, Kim, it's me, you can tell me!"

"Jack, I promised Jess," she told me, "I can't tell you."

"First Jess and now you," I muttered, "The whole world of women is against me..."

At that moment Jess walked in after being gone for almost two hours. "Jessica, I'd like to inform you that your daughter cheats at cards," I told her.

She seemed to be uncomfortable with being called Jessica. "You played cards with Morgan?" she asked and I nodded, "How much did you lose?" She grabbed her purse from the couch and took out her wallet, sighing.

"Twenty, why?" I replied.

"Because Mo keeps a deck of cards in her pocket when she plays," she said as she handed me a twenty dollar bill.

"And where'd she learn that?" I asked critically.

"Relax, Kai didn't teach it her, in fact he objected to evening teaching her cards in the first place," she explained, "...She caught me trying to get a few bucks out of Kai one night and started copying me."

"What a good influence you are," I said sarcastically and getting glares from the girls, "Did you find a job?"

"Nope," she laid on the couch and closed her eyes.

"You ok?" I asked.

"I've been driving for three days with a screaming kid in the backseat, and walked around the mall for two hours in the eighty degree weather, plus..." she paused, "...It was just really hot out and I'm tired." She stood up and added, "I'm going to take a nap. I really hope I'm not bothering you guys."

"Oh of course you're not, Jess," Kim told her.

Jess gave a small smile and walked to the guestroom.

"Ok, something's wrong with her," I said, "And it's nothing that she told you."

"How do you know?" Kim asked, "She's going through a lot."

"I understand that but that look in her eye..." I replied, "It shows that she's keeping something all to herself, something she hasn't told anyone."

"Wow, she hasn't even back for a day and you're acting the way you did when you two were dating," Kim muttered as she crossed her arms.

I looked at her curiously. "Kim," I started slowly, "you're not jealous, are you?"

"What? Me?! Of course not!" She protested, "Why would I be jealous of someone that you dated for a few weeks?"

"Because you're my fiancée and I know you," I said, "You're jealous because I still understand her!"

"Understand her?!" she snapped, "You don't even know her! So why are you still trying to fix all of her problems!?"

"You are jealous!"

She glared at me as she said, "Maybe I am. But you would be to if I invited my ex to stay at my house!"

"I didn't invite her! She showed up earlier and I didn't have the heart to turn her away," I told her.

She let out a frustrated scream and stormed to the door. "Kim... wait!" I called after her but she was already gone.

"Stubborn woman..." I mumbled.

Jess's POV

I sat on the bed and sighed. Mo walked into the room and I gave her a small smile. "Momma, were Jack and Kim fighting over you?" she asked.

"Well, they were fighting about me," I replied. I fell back onto my back and Mo sat next to me.

"Why are they fighting about you, Momma?" she asked.

"Because Jack and I used to care about each other very much. He was always trying to solve my problems and try to understand me, and he still wants to do that because we're friends, but Kim doesn't like it," I explained.

"Oh," Mo got up and walked away.

When she was gone, I grabbed my back from the foot of the bed and dug around for a minute before pulling out a bottle of antidepressant pills. I hadn't taken them for month and a half, after I had accidently overdosed one night, but I was so stressed. Everything was going wrong and I was worried about what I might do without them.

I took one out of the bottle and grabbed a water bottle. I was about to put the pill in my mouth when I hesitated and remembered the night I overdosed.

"Jessi, are you ready to go?" Kai called from the living room.

We were supposed to go to his parents house for a dinner with them along with Jack and his parents. I had been having a depression episode for the last week and that mixed with all the stress, I kept taking the pills, forgetting about how many I had already taken and only being able to focus on the pain.

"Um... y-yeah!" I replied shakily. I took a few, shaky steps towards the bedroom door and groaned.

I heard Kai walking down the hall and saw me in the room. "Are you coming?" he asked.

I began to nod when I collapsed on the floor. Kai knelt next to me and put his hand on my forehead. "Jessica, what's wrong?" he asked worriedly, "You're burning up..." He had noticed the bottle of pills on the nightstand as he trailed off.

"Jessi, how many of these did you take?" he asked as he reached over and grabbed the bottle.

"I... I don't know," I replied and he took my pulse.

"Your heart's beating too fast..." he helped me stand up, "I'm taking you to the hospital."

I have to have my stomach pumped and almost flat lined twice. I scared my family as well as myself and it took a week to convince Kai that it was an accident and not another attempted suicide.

My stomach knotted and I put the pill back in the bottle, letting out a shaky breath just as Mo walked back into the room with her dolls. She looked at the pills in my hand. "Momma, you're not gonna take those pills again, are you?" she asked and I was overwhelmed with sadness.

She knew about the overdose, she knew about suicide and self-harm... all because I used to talk about it and wanted to hurt myself. She was only four. She shouldn't know about the dark reality of the world at that age, she shouldn't.

"No, Morgan," I told her, "Of course not."

She sat beside me and said, "Good. Cause I don't to lose you, Momma."

"Oh babe," I hugged her, "Don't worry, you're not gonna lose me. I'm always going to be here for you."

"You promise?" she asked.

I have her a half smile and said, "I promise."

So, I know the ending was poorly written and the chapter itself was sort of pointless but... whatever. I feel like I'm forgetting to say something... I don't know.

So, review! :D

Tell me what you think and...Oh! I remember what I was going to say now, yeah, this story is starting to get serious, depressing, and... yeah. I don't know why I write such serious things but, it just seems easier to put more emotion into it. I don't know why, I know I've said this before but I'm not depressed, I never have been so I don't know why I write what I write. Just my style, I guess.

Anyway, have a blessed day.
~Nydroj