The divorce was in motion and everything wasn't as easy as they thought it'd be. No one knew about it, not the kids, their friends, or family. Jack and Selena didn't want anyone trying to talk them out of it, this is what they both wanted.

The only thing the kids knew was that Jack and Selena needed time apart for right now and that's why he wasn't living at home, but they were kids and that didn't make any sense to them, and that made it even harder.

Selena finally got out of her scrubs and took a shower after a long day at the hospital. She worked from nine in the morning till six in the evening, and she was exhausted.

After she got started on dinner, it almost slipped her mind to take her medication. Not telling anyone about her disease, played a big part in her forgetting that she even had it. It still wasn't real to her and she didn't even know if she wanted anyone to know. Selena didn't want anyone to pity her. She despised pity.

Dumping the vegetables into the stir fry then turning the heat up, she heard the doorbell ring. Selena wiped her hands with one of the dish towels then rushed over to the door.

Once she opened it, she wasn't surprised at all. She was more shocked that he wasn't high. "They're asleep and I'm not waking them up, it's been a long day for all of us." She stated.

Jack shook his head. "That's fine, but that's not the only reason I came." He told her then gave a nod to the house. "Can I come in?"

Rolling her eyes, Selena stepped aside and allowed him to walk in. She turned the stove off then walked into the living room where they took seats on opposite couches. "What do you want, Jack?"

Jack came out with it quick, not nervous to ask at all. "I need for you to be my date for The Grammy's...Well, not the Grammy's but the after party."

Letting out a chuckle, her brows pinched together. "Holdup, what? Why would I do that? What do you need me for? Go with your Beverly hillbilly."

Ignoring her joke, he answered her question. "No one knows about us and we need it to keep it that way until the divorce is final. I need people to think everything is okay. I can't handle all that drama shit."

"You know I don't go to those things. I never liked them and neither do you. What are you trying to go there for?"

"Because a lot of people will be there. Big promoters and stuff, and the rest of the band is going and I have to be there with them. We're trying to get signed to a different label."

"For what?"

"Our label gave us a limit of albums we have to put out and that's not what we want, so since our contract is up, Liam thinks that we should get signed to someone else. So Please? If this happens, then I get more money and so do you. I'll pay you, c'mon." He begged with blue pleading eyes.

Selena hummed in thought for a long moment before coming to a conclusion. "Okay, I'll go...You're going to Monica's wedding right? Cause if you aren't planning to then you are."

"When is it?"

"Some time next month."

"Yeah, whatever. Can't believe she's actually marrying him." He scoffed as he stood up from the couch. "Anyways, Manny will be here later."

"Why is he coming?"

"Uh, the after party." He said in a duh tone, starting to leave again.

"What the hell? That's tonight?"

"Yeah, but it doesn't start until ten. You got plenty of time."

"I don't have a dress. I don't know if Cherry is available or anything."

Jack turned around and exhaled harshly through his nose. "Get money and go buy a dress...Better yet..." Jack dug in his pocket and pulled out his wallet and a wad of cash then threw it on the table. "Here. I'll talk to Cherry."

Selena followed Jack to the front door and watched he started to open it, but she stopped him from leaving. "Wait, what's the dress code? Formal or whatever?"

"You can wear whatever you want. As long as you don't show up sweats and a hoodie." Before Selena could say anything else, he rushed out of the house.

Selena finished her last touch of makeup then walked down the stairs where Cherry whistled at her. "Mr. Mercer won't be able to keep his hands off you tonight." She complimented.

Selena gave her a nervous chuckle. "I'm sure. Do you think it's okay? Not to simple, right?" She wore a loose off the shoulder bell sleeved top and a matching black ruched skirt with high slit, finishing with black heels.

"No way! You look amazing!"

Three hard knocks sounded on the door. Selena grabbed her clutch and took one last look in the mirror. "There's stir fry in the microwave." She told Cherry, wiping gloss off the corner of her mouth. "If the kids wake up and they're hungry, just give them some, but I doubt they will. Help yourself."

She opened the door to see Manny wearing a smile. "Hey, you look gorgeous. You ready to go?"

"I think so."

Manny escorted her to the SUV and opened her door for her before he took his seat and drove off.

Crossing her legs, she glanced over at Jack who wore a black button down shirt under his matching leather jacket and black dress pants. Simple and basic as he could be.

His arm was resting on the window as his other hand sat in his lap holding his phone, forming a sentence to send with the tap of his fingers.

"I thought you said we had to be formal."

"No." He muttered. "I said to wear whatever you want as long as it's not a hoodie and sweats. This is the after party, you don't need to go all out."

"Oh. Right." Starting to play with one of the rings in her finger, her gaze averted over to Jack who was still texting. "Did Angelina serve you the divorce papers? Cause I signed them, it's your turn now."

"No, I didn't get them. Call her later and make sure she brings them to me. And she needs to make sure I'm in the hotel whenever she brings them."

"Okay." Selena tried to avoid a silent and awkward ride so she tried her best to keep the conversation alive. "What time does it end?"

"Whenever we leave."

"When's that?"

Letting out an exasperated sign, Jack's eyes flickered over at her. "Look, no one is forcing you to go. I have business to do there. If you don't wanna go then tell Manny to take your ass back home."

"I never said that." She told him in a defensive tone. "Jeez, something is always wrong with you."

"Yeah, well. You married me."

"And now I'm divorcing you."

"Fuck you." He hissed.

Selena was ready to spit out another smart remark, but she swallowed it when they pulled up to the carpet.

They did what they always did as one of Hollywood's favorite couples. They faked smiles. They gave each other kisses here and there. They acted like they were head over heels for each other, when it reality, they could barely stand each other.

Jack kept his arm wrapped around her waist as they stepped into the building where the party was held. Pressing his lips against her ear with a teasing smirk, he whispered, "Keep the act up for another few hours and then we'll be fine."

As they walked through the sea of stars, majority of them stopped Jack and Selena every three seconds to greet them and have short conversations that were absolutely meaningless and bored Selena to her teeth.

Distracting herself from the conversations, she observed the room that was diverse and exactly what anyone would expect walking into a Hollywood party.

Over by the bar, old living legends were slumped over at the bar with a drink in one hand and a cigar in the other. Old and new rappers along with r&b singers joked and laughed around one of the dinner tables. The young bubblegum pop girls stood in a tight knit circle and gossiped about God knows what.

Everything was fairly predictable. It was like waking into a high school cafeteria. Everyone had their own clique.

Selena's eyes scanned around the room to find someone who she at least enjoyed talking to, but the blonde reality start caught her eye who stood with a group of girls from a variety of reality shows.

She nudged Jack, getting his attention then nodded over to group of the girls. "Your girlfriend is over there. Why don't you say hi?"

Sucking his teeth, Jack released his hand from Selena's. "She's not my girlfriend. I'll be back. Tessa is in here somewhere." He said, leaving her alone like she wished he would.

Selena found Tessa on a sofa that was on the far side of the room, swallowing down a cocktail. She took a seat next to her and watched celebrities mingle from a far.

Selena will never get over how ugly these outfits were in person. They looked ridiculous and childish in real life, but it was the exact opposite on television.

"Why did you come? I thought you hated these things?" Tessa asked, grabbing another cocktail off the tray off a passing waiter.

Selena shrugged. "Jack asked me too." Her eyes then started to search for him. "Where'd he go anyways?"

Tessa took a long and slow look around the room before pointing over at a table where the band and Liam sat with a man who seemed to be in his late forties. "They're talking to Jay B. Simon. They're trying to get signed to him. I think he already wants them, but they probably gotta talk about everything first."

After half an hour of waiting for Jack to finish his conversation with Jay B. Simon, the guys came over to them. Each of them sat down, and then Selena realized that Jack wasn't around. "Where's Jack?" She asked.

Liam pointed towards the back. "I think he went to the bathroom."

Selena impatiently waited another ten minutes, not bothering to look for him in a crowded place. And then out of the blue, he approached the group and looked down at Selena with bloodshot eyes. "You ready?"

His words were slow and he blinked lazily. Selena scoffed as she stood up from the couch. "Yep." She waved goodbye to the group then linked her arm with Jack's to make sure he didn't fall on his way to the SUV.

"What in the fuck is the matter with you?" She barked, pushing him off of her and onto to the other side of the seat. "I know what you did in the bathroom."

Jack spit-laughed as he started to sit up in his seat. Then just like that, his laugh came to an end as his eyes grew wide. "Do you see that?"

"See what?"

"That." He pointed at the tinted window that separated the front from the back.

"Jack, it's literally just the window. You know what, I'm gonna just try to check you into that rehabilitation center I went too, because I'm not gonna let you do this all the time and then my kids end up losing their father. No, that's not gonna happen."

"Shhhh." He held up his hands to silence her. "I can see the music."

"What?"

"The music you see it right?"

"Wait..." Selena grabbed his wrist and feels his pulse beat rapidly under his skin. "Are you on a trip right now? Did you take fucking LSD?"

"What? No." Jack did his best to stifle a laugh, but failed.

"Okay...How long have we been in here?" She tested him, attempting to see if it was coke or acid he was on.

"Two hours. Three minutes. Seventeen seconds."

Selena shook her head in disappointment. "Wow. I can't believe you. First cocaine and now this?"

Selena's phone began ringing, making Jack almost break a bone by how fast he sat up. Putting a hand on his chest to gently push him back into the seat, she answered her phone. "Hello?"

"Mrs. Mercer, Dylan woke up and started throwing up." Cherry panicked as she started babbling. "He has puke on the floor and I think he got some on the bed too and I'm not sure what to do. Please don't be mad at me."

"Okay, okay. I'm not mad at you." She assured her. "I'm on my way home. Just give him a glass of water and a cold wash cloth to put on his forehead then tell him to lye down on the couch. I'll take care of the throw up and everything else. I'll be there in a few minutes."

Hanging up her phone, she glanced over at Jack who was grasping at the air. "Dylan's sick and I can't have you around him like this, so I hope you weren't expecting to see him tonight. Is Bianca on something to?"

"Nope. I don't think so."

"Amazing, because she's going to be the one to babysit you." Selena grabbed his phone that was peeking out of his pocket then texted Bianca to come to his hotel room.

Selena held Jack by his hoodie to keep him from jumping over the railing of the hotel as she unlocked the door to his room. Once she pushed the door open, she dragged him over to the bed where she helped him lay down.

She grabbed a bottle of water out of the mini fridge then handed it to Jack who drank it all in one gulp.

"Jack!" A soft voice called from outside as knocks sounded on the door.

As Jack listed random words like, "Blue, lines, and prism.", Selena walked across the room and answered the door.

"Hey, ba-" Bianca's lips pursed together as she glared at Selena. "What are you doing here? Trying to rekindle a marriage? Jack told me about the divorce."

Letting out a chuckle, Selena shook her head. "No. But since you wanna get him high and addicted to shit, you're gonna be the one to take care of him, so good luck with that."

Selena walked out of the room then quickly spun around with a menacing smirk.

"And listen, I don't care how much you hate me, just know that there is no getting rid of me. Jack and I have been here before, you're not special, you'll be gone soon and then it's on to the next. We have children together, so no matter how hard you try to push me out his life, I'm gonna be here, always. I'm not going anywhere, so I suggest you to count your blessings and not fuck with me, especially since you're not staying. Because if you catch me in the right mood, I promise you, you'll regret it."