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AJ sat on the couch, still holding her cheek, not from the pain anymore, but she sheer shock that Jamie had actually lifted his hand to her. She heard him moving around upstairs in quick fashion, as if pacing up and down in their room. She hated not knowing what he was going to do. Was he going to leave? Was he going to question her more? Was he going to make her leave? She had no idea, and all she could do, all she deserved to do was sit and wait.

She eventually heard him begin to rush downstairs, dashing into the living room as he dumped a bag down and made his way towards her.

"How long?" He said abruptly as she stood up, not liking the way he was looking down on her, patronising her. She may have been in the wrong here, but he didn't need to treat her with disrespect. But she couldn't really say anything. She was the one that had cheated.

"It started a few months ago. But… but I called it off with him. I told Phil that I loved you, and I cared about you. I didn't want to hurt you." She said sincerely, gripping onto his arm, "I'm just not happy anymore, Jamie. And it's nothing personal. It's not you, you aren't doing anything wrong. I just… it's just one of those things." She sighed.

"You don't just fall out of love with your husband, April." Jamie tutted, "What has he being saying to you? I know this isn't you speaking. I mean… we've been together for years. We've been through tough times, and great times. And now suddenly our relationship means nothing to you, and you want us to split?" He shook his head.

"I'm sorry." She said. She couldn't say enough. She really was sorry. Jamie was a good man. He wasn't as good a man as Phil, in her opinion, but he was still a good man, and he didn't deserve his heartbroken, "There are other people out there. We've just… lost that spark we always had between us." She admitted, "I'm sorry, Jamie." She sighed.

"So this is it?" Jamie asked in disbelief. He never, in a million years, thought his relationship with AJ would have ever ended. But he guessed that was what he deserved for not treating her the way she was worth being treated. He'd began to get used to pushing her around, that their love had indeed ran away, and all that was left between them was forced feelings. But that still wasn't ok for her to go cheat. He was heartbroken that she had been with another man, even more heartbroken that she seemed to be picking him over himself, "You just… want me to leave?" Jamie shrugged.

"If you need to stay here. Then I can leave..." She said as he laughed.

"What? To next door?" He questioned as she swallowed loudly, "It's alright, I'll save you the trouble." He said, "I just hope you know how much I really did love you. I always will." He shook his head, "I can't believe you've done this."

"I can't tell you how sorry I am, Jamie. But what would you rather? Me force myself to be with you? Or going our seperate ways, and finding happiness elsewhere. We've… we've been together for so long, we haven't really experienced the world. All we've known is each other. And maybe… maybe that's why we were comfortable staying with one another for so long." She suggested.

"I just thought we were in love." He said coldly as she frowned, watching him pick up a bag, "I guess, I'll swing by to pick the rest of my stuff up throughout the week. I'll stay at a friends from work." He told her as she nodded.

"Take all the time you need." She nodded to him. She was glad he had calmed down. He was still upset and angry, but he had calmed down a lot from earlier, and to her surprise, he seemed to be going along with everything very easily.

"I still can't believe you're actually doing this." He shook his head. He just couldn't believe she had been having an affair, as well as her standing here and admitting to not being in love with him anymore, "I never thought you would have stooped so low, April. It would have been less painful for you to just tell me you weren't in love with me, rather than sleeping with another guy to rub it in my face."

"You don't understand." AJ said, "It took me, sleeping with another guy, to realise I wasn't in love with you." She explained, "I love Phil. I know… I know it isn't what you want to hear, but I do. And somewhere out there, there is someone better for you, better than I ever was." She told him sincerely as he just grunted.

"Doubt it." He said, "Well I'll get out your hair then." He said as AJ followed him out the door. She was glad he was calmed down and was going along with things in an according fashion. He wasn't causing a scene, he was proudly standing tall and leaving her the way she wanted.

He was too proud a man to stand and beg for her to not leave him anyway. He'd rather just up and leave. There was really no point in fighting for anything anyway. His wife had cheated on him these past few months, and had told him she didn't love him anymore. It was all a shock, but something about it for him felt like it was coming all these years, which gave him all the more reason to accept her request.

He walked out of the front door, heading for the car whilst on the opposite side, unfortunately, Punk had just walked out of his house, in uniform, ready to go to work.

AJ seen it coming. There was nothing she could do. It was only natural for Jamie to drop his things and launch himself over the small fence, grabbing Punk and taking him down to the ground.

Punk tried to protect his wounded arm the best he could, but Jamie was angry, and he was pinned down on the receiving end of flying fists left right and centre. He hadn't expected it, he was took off guard by Jamie's anger. But he had put one and one together, and came to the conclusion that AJ had finally told him about them.

AJ made her way over them, trying her best to rip Jamie from Punk who didn't have nearly half as much strength as he usually had anyway. His body was still sore from the previous night, and he was trying his best to keep his arm out of harms way.

She began pulling Jamie off, feeling him push her away as she stumbled back on her heels, falling on the ground with a hard thump.

Punk spotted at the corner of his eye whilst struggling against Jamie, that he had violently pushed AJ back where she had fell on the ground and was struggling to get up. It encouraged what little bit of strength he had to fight back and get to his feet, pulling out his gun from his back pocket.

"Calm down!" He yelled, feeling his nose with his free hand to see if it had burst.

"You fuck my wife for months on end and you tell me to calm down? You've ruined everything!" Jamie yelled whilst AJ struggled to get to her feet, getting an extended hand from Punk who she grabbed on to as he pulled her up.

"How about you think about the reasons why she came to me." Punk told him, lowering his gun as Jamie had calmed down. It was like had sudden outbursts where the thought of AJ being with Punk just took over him and brought violence out in him.

"You're saying this is all my fault?" He raised his eyebrows.

"No. I'm saying, you missed out on treating a woman as good as her right. So I took advantage." He said, "If you lay a finger on her again, I swear..."

"I hope you're happy." Jamie glared at AJ, "When you get bored with him, don't you dare come crying to me. You… I don't know who you are anymore." He said as Punk held his painful arm and leaned against the hood of the car.

"I'm sorry, Jamie. We can… we can still be friends." She looked over at him, holding her grazed elbows from falling down at the hands of Jamie.

"Oh, don't give me that bullshit." He spat, "We're done. Go have a shitty life with this guy. I'm done with you." He shook his head, walking back over to their drive way where he picked up his bag and threw it in the trunk of the car.

He had just lost every understanding bone in his body. He was done caring. He didn't know why he should have? She had cheated and was breaking up with him. She was obviously wanting a divorce. He thought they were going to be forever. That's what they always said from the minute they met. Forever together. But that meant nothing now. He was upset and angry, and he couldn't stand the sight of her betraying, unloyal self. He had to get away.

AJ watched as he drove away, speeding down the street with no regards to the cop who had been sleeping with his wife. As far as he was concerned, Punk was just as bad as AJ was.

AJ made her way over to Punk, placing her hand on his bandaged arm, "Are you ok?" She asked him, noticing he seemed to be in pain again.

"Yeah." Punk nodded, "I just bumped it. Are you ok?" He asked whilst inspecting her body, cupping her cheek which was still red and warm, "Did he..."

"It doesn't matter." She shook her head, "I just want to forget about it all." She sighed. Now that all was said and done, she wanted to soak in her guilt and hope to find a way past it, so she could continue her life being happy with Phil. She felt awful for Jamie, even though his violent outbursts were unnecessary. He had a right to be mad, and from the looks of things, he wasn't coming back, apart from to settle a divorce no doubt. In a way, she was upset, she'd spent years with this man, and having to tell him she didn't love him anymore was hard enough, but telling him she had cheated on him. She did feel awful. But she had Punk, who had wrapped his arms around her, hugging her in tightly to his chest. She was upset, but she had him, she always would now.

"C'mon, let's get you inside." He kissed her head as she continued to stay glued to his body whilst he guided her into his house with great care. Now that Jamie knew, and everything was all very much out in the open, he couldn't wait for AJ to officially be his. He knew she would need some time. She'd been with Jamie for a lot of years, and she no doubt would be upset, and in shock. But once she was settled and recomposed, he couldn't wait to really take care of her, the way Jamie didn't.

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