Marshall rolled over and opened his eyes. Sunlight streamed through the window, and his head was pounding. He thought as if he was going to puke, his stomach was going nuts. He groaned and looked around. Where the fuck was he? This wasnt his room, this wasnt his bed...

He figured it must be the hotel room, he remembered leaving the house after the fight he had with Renae. He sighed and stretched out his arm, and rolled over. He felt his arm hit something, and he blinked a little bit and looked over at what he had hit.

It was Kim. He did a double take. It was Kim, naked. Kim was naked, laying next to him in bed. His eyes went wide as he realized that he was naked too, and he sat up quickly, looking around. He looked back down at her. This was Kims house, Kims room, Kims bed, and he was in it. It had been a long time since he had woken up next to Kim and it came as a shock to him.

"What- What are you doing?!" He yelled, looking down at her. She blinked her eyes open and smiled sleepily up at him.

"Aw, hey baby." She sat up and put an arm around his shoulder. "How you feeling?"

"Like shit, what happened?" He questioned, his voice still raised.

"Well, we talked alot last night, and...one thing led to another, and here we are!" She said cheerfully.

"What time is it?" He looked around frantically and she looked at the clock beside her side of the bed.

"Almost 6:30." She whispered. "Hailies not up yet, we could do it again..." She ran her hands all over his chest and back, and tried to get down lower, but he jumped up off the bed and grabbed his pants.

"No, no I have to go, I have to call Renae." He mumbled. She sighed.

"She doesnt love you! Dont you understand?! She can never love you. I can love you though. And I wont throw you out like she did." Kim called to him as he grabbed the rest of his clothes and hurried out the door, careful not to wake Hailie, so that she didnt get suspicious. "You'll be back!" Kim yelled after him. She smiled to herself. He always came back.

He rushed out of the house, running onto the front lawn, carrying his shoes, and threw them in the truck. He couldnt believe that he had actually fucked Kim. He couldnt believe that he went back to her again. He hardly remembered anything. And then it all came back to him. He had some drinks, he remembered getting drunk, and she asked if he thought about her anymore, and she said that she would always be there for him. He knew that a load of bull shit though.

When they were married she was never there for him. He supported her with his money, she got whatever she wanted, he spoiled her. And after every fight she would use Hailie against him. Because, as she said, if he didnt want to see her, then he didnt want to see Hailie either. She never supported him at all, she was ungrateful and selfish, she had tried to take him for all hes worth.

Everyone had told him that but he hadnt listened. He didnt want to believe that she would do that to him. He couldnt bring himself to look at the reality of the situation until finally the divorce, and even then he didnt want to go through with it. Then he had met Renae a few months later, the way they fought with each other reminded him of Kim, and he latched onto her. It was strange, they could talk, laughed together, had so much fun, he loved Renae. He thought he loved Kim, but he realized now that he didnt even know what love was until he met Renae.

And now it was over, he had screwed up, hurt Renae, and his self, without even realizing it. Renae was right, he was selfish. He didnt even think about how it would affect her if she found out. And she did, and thats why he was here right now, he would give anything to take it back, and be in bed with Renae right now. He wanted to take back all the hurt and pain that he caused her, all the trouble, the tears that she shed, and hold her, make her feel better.

He wanted her to be happy, and he wondered if he could make her happy. It seemed that they argued alot, he hurt her alot, and she hurt him back. But he never wanted to leave her, he loved her even if they did fight alot. Their fights never last long, except the really big ones, but they hardly had any of those. And when they did, they had always made up, because they loved each other. But this time, he knew that he screwed up, maybe beyond repair.

Love couldnt even fix this mess, he did alot of stupid things, but nothing so horrible as this, or at least nothing that felt this horrible. The trust between them was shattered, broken into a million peices, and neither one of them knew how to fix it.

He started the ignition and backed out of the driveway, trying to decide where he was going. He couldnt go home, he was tired, sick to his stomach, his head was spinning, but he kept driving, deciding to check into the hotel and sleep a few hours until the hangover left.

Renae groaned as she heard the phone rang, and grabbed it from the bed beside her. She hadnt slept all night, too busy worrying about Marshall and crying. Crying for him, crying for what Kenny had done, crying for everything that was wrong in her life. Her heart jumped as she thought that the phone might be him calling. Maybe he had talked to Proof, or Kim, or someone. Or maybe he got the voicemail that she left for him.

"Hello?!" She asked eagerly.

"Hey, Renae, its Kim."

"Hey, Kim." She sounded slightly disheartened. She fell back onto the bed and looked up at the ceiling.

"Listen, I saw Marshall last night." She said.

Renae bolted upright in bed. "You did?! Well, what did he say?! Did you tell him I called?!" She asked quickly.

"Slow down, slow down...I forgot to tell him that you called. Im sorry." She said, although Renae had a feeling that she didnt mean it. "We were just to busy making up for lost time-" Kim laughed.

"Making up for lost time? What?"

"Yeah, you taught him a few new things, MMM," She sighed. "It was GOOD. Thank you."

"What?" Renae knew what she meant, and her stomach lurched. She leaned forward and choked back tears.

"Yeah, Im sorry hun. You know, I had almost forgotten how good he was in bed."

"No." Renae said, closing her eyes and shaking her head, not wanting to believe it.

"Yeah, Im real sorry." She laughed.

"Is, is he there now?"

"No, he left, I have a feeling he will be back." Renae could tell that Kim was enjoying this.

"Okay. Then please tell him that he doesnt need to come home, at all. Forget last night, tell him he can go fuck himself." She turned the phone off and slammed it down, and she burst into tears. Broken hearted, her emotion was getting the best of her, catching her in a world of sorrow where nothing seemed to be going the way she wanted it to.

After she felt as if she couldnt cry any more, she looked at the alarm clock. It was 7:15 AM. She sighed and leaned back against the pillows and looked up at the ceiling. How can he do this to her? How can he just, fuck Laura, and then leave her and go and fuck Kim? She wiped her hand across her face.

If he could get over her so fast, then what were they still doing married? She loved him, thats what. No matter what he did to her, no matter how horrible or how sweet he was, no matter what anyone else thought about him, she would always love him, it was unconditional. She couldnt help it, he was so perfect, so completely perfect. She shook her head. No ones perfect. No one was perfect, so it was stupid of her to think that. She bit the inside of her cheek. Maybe no one was perfect until you fall in love with them, because in her eyes Marshall was the most perfect human being that she had ever met.

It was hard not to love him when you knew him. He was so honest, so outright about what he wanted and what he felt, and he wanted everything to be perfect, he was definatly a perfectionist. He could be shy at times too, but it was cute, he was just so much fun, always trying to make people laugh, she missed him so much. She needed him to come here and make her laugh again, tell her everything was gonna be alright, and that he would never leave her.

She knew that was impossible. He had done the worst thing possible to her. He fucked Laura and obviously Laura hadnt screwed up the marraige enough, that he had to go sleep with his ex wife. He was definatly a perfectionist. And now the marraige was fucked up, to perfection. It was the perfect broken marraige, definatly. She had lost the only thing that was going good for her in her life. Her family was broken now. She felt as if she couldnt hurt more then she did that moment.

Suddenly she heard the baby crying. The baby that reminded her so much of Marshall. He looked so much like his father that it was scary, yet cute at the same time. She sighed and got to her feet, no matter how hurt she felt, she had to take care of the baby, he was depending on her. He needed her, and she couldnt let him down. She sighed and pushed herself up off the bed and walked into the nursery, dragging her feet as she went.

Marshall checked into his hotel room, and tried to take a quick nap. He slept for about an hour, but his thoughts wouldnt leave Renae, and when they finally did, they drifted over to Kim. He didnt want to think about Kim. He was really regretting last night, he couldnt even stand himself anymore. He felt so totally disgusted with himself that he had actually forced himself into throwing up. He felt a little bit better after that, and he left the bathroom and went back into the hotel room, sitting down on the side of the bed and picking up the phone.

He figured that since he had left his cell phone at home, he should call his voicemail box and see if anyone called. He was hardly expecting Renae to call, he just wanted to see if anyone else had tried to call him. He sighed as the voice mail came on.

'You have 2 new messages.'

He pressed the button to listen to the first message. It was from Proof.

"Yo, you need to call me. I left a message with Hai to have you call me, that was about 4 hours ago. Where the fuck are you? Your not answering your phone at home, or your cell phone. Call me when you get this."

He sighed and pressed the delete button, making a mental note to call Proof, and pressed the button to listen to his next message. He took a deep breath as he heard Renaes voice.

"Marshall, Im so sorry baby, please call me, I really need to talk to you. Its really important, Call me RIGHT away when you get this, please?"

He quickly hung up the phone and dialed the number at home. The phone rang 4 times, and the machine picked up. He cursed and hung up the phone, and tried to dial it again. Maybe she hadnt heard it, or hadnt gotten to it in time. He waited, and after 2 rings, Renae answered.

"Yeah?" She sounded miserable, utterly and completely miserable, from the tone of her voice it was obvious that she had been crying.

"Hey." He said quietly. He was so glad that she had called. He wished he was there with her, to hug her and hold her, and make her voice not sound like that.

"Marshall?!" She gasped.

"Yeah..." He said slowly. "I got your message, whats up? Is everything okay? Something happen to Marsh?" He asked curiously.

"Marsh is fine. I just wanted to talk to you." She said quietly. "I talked to Kim this morning you know."

He felt his stomach turn unpleasantly. "You, you did?"

"Uh huh." He could hear her starting to cry over the phone, and he sighed and looked up at the ceiling. "Marshall, WHY?!" She wailed.

"Why? Why, why what?" He asked, pretending as if he didnt know what she was talking about.

"You fuck Laura, screw up ur relationship, and as it turns out, Kenny was behind it all. That asshole borrowed 5 thousand from me, and paid Laura to seduce you, he wanted to break the marraige apart." She explained. "So, I call everywhere that you could possibly be, or anyone that would know where you are, no one knows, I even called Kims. But you werent there. so this morning, she calls me and says that you and her, were..." She couldnt say it. "Were, making up for lost time..."

"Renae, shit, let me explain, please?" He asked.

"No, you explained yesterday. Was Laura not enough? You had to fuck Kim too? Your just pimpin it arent you? So whos on your list for today?" She asked sharply.

"Renae-"

"No, listen, Ive had enough. Just go back with Kim okay? I mean you were there last night. If you can get over me that fast, then we have no business being married."

"Babe, what are you saying?" He asked carefully.

"I, Marshall, I want a divorce." She said, through tears. He bit his bottom lip and shook his head.

"Renae, please, we can work this out, I dont want Kim, I dont want anyone but you, Renae. Please, just, give me a chance to explain?" He asked. "I love you."

"No!" She cried. "Stop it!" She sunk down until she was sitting on the floor in the living room, Marshall was in the playpen across the room, staring at her as she lost her calm, and broke down into tears. "You dont love me Marshall, you dont."

"I do!"

"No, you cant. If you loved me, you wouldnt have slept with Laura and Kim." She sobbed.

"Renae, please, I was drunk when I fucked Kim, I didnt know what I was doing, she was there, and I was just REALLY drunk. Trust me Renae, I dont want her, Please trust me on that."

"I cant trust you. I cant trust you anymore, not after yesterday. I cant believe that you would do that to me. I cant fucking believe this shit."

"No,"

"Yes." She looked down and stopped crying so much. "Marshall, Im leaving. You can come home, I dont care. Im gonna get a plane out to California, Im bringing Marshall with me."

"NO!" He yelled. "Your gonna fucking leave?! You cant do that Renae, please, just stay right there, right where you are, I'll be right there! Dont fucking move!" He said, hanging up the phone and grabbing his keys from the table, and taking off for home.

He was pissed at Kim. How the fuck could she call Renae, and tell her? Did she have no feelings for anyone else but herself? But then again, he was one to talk. He had hurt Renae so completely and horribly, so beyond talking it out. Renae wanted a divorce, and she was flying out to Cali to get away from him, and bringing his son with her. He wasnt going to let her take herself AND Marshall away from him.

He slammed the truck door closed and hurried up to the front door of the huge house, grabbing the door handle and pulling it open. It was still kind of early in the morning, almost 9 o clock. He didnt like getting up so early and being out, unless he had to. When he was on tour or traveling he had to get up early in the morning to make the plane, but he had taken this week off, and it wasnt turning out to be a very good vacation at all.

He threw the door open and burst into the large hallway of the house. He could hear Renae crying in the direction of the livingroom, so he took off in search of her.

Entering the livingroom, he saw Marshall in the playpen, laying on his stomach staring at him. He walked in slowly, and looked around. Renae was across the room, huddled on the floor behind the chair and the wall. He sighed and started towards her.

"Renae-" He said quietly. She looked up and took a deep breath, wiping her eyes off on her sleeve, she didnt want him to see her crying. "Are you okay?" He asked, walking over to her.

"Im fine." She lied. She looked away from him. It hurt her to much to know that he had fucked Kim last night, she couldnt even look at him.

"Listen, I think we can work this out. We have to. I love you, and I dont want to lose you. I cant lose you, please dont go to Cali. Look, we can talk about this, right? I dont think a divorce is the right way to go." He crouched down beside her and she avoided making eye contact with him.

"Its just, even if we did work through it, and I forgave you, I dont know if things would ever be the same. You hurt me so much."

"I know, I wasnt thinking, and last night I was drunk, Im so sorry. How many times can I apologize for the same thing? You know that I regret it." He said, staring at the top of her head.

"Marshall, I cant right now, I cant even think about things being back to the way they were before. I just, I see you in a whole new way now, and I dont like it. I dont know, Im just gonna always remember you and Kim, and you and Laura." She took a few deep breaths, trying to calm herself and not cry. Everytime she thought about Marshall, and how he did this, she kept picturing him with them and it killed her everytime.

"I know, but like, come on, there has to be something that we can do. It cant just be over like this, lets just try again, please?" He pleaded. "I love you baby. Please, lets just try again. Okay?"

"No!" She stood up. "Im going to call the airlines, and get a ticket to Cali, and me and Marsh are leaving."

"No, listen your not leaving." He said sternly.

"You cant tell me what to do!" She yelled suddenly. "Im leaving and theres nothing you can do about it, so you might as well just give up."

"Im not giving up."

"Fuck you."

"Renae-"

"Shut the fuck up! Dont you get it!? I dont want to hear this, please stop!" She put her hands over her ears. "I fucking hate you and I want to leave!" She screamed.

The baby had started crying by now, and Marshall looked up towards the playpen, and then down at Renae. Renae started shaking and all the stress hit her at once, all the worrying she had done, everything that had gone wrong in the past 2 days seemed to mix into her and she started crying. She was stressed from talking to Marshall, finding out about Kim, remembering Laura and Marshall together, right in their house, the baby was crying, and she hadnt slept at all last night, she felt like she was losing her mind, and she suddenly couldnt do anything but cry.

Marshall stood up and walked over, picking up the baby and holding him, makeing soothing 'shh' noises quietly. After a few minutes, the baby stopped crying and began to calm down and Marshall walked back over to Renae, still holding the baby. Renae was still crying, covering her face with both hands, shaking with tears.

Marshall stood beside her, looking down at her as she sobbed uncontrollably. He wished that he could stop this, but his mind wouldnt let him forget that this was all his fault. He took a deep breath and rubbed the babys back as he held him.

"Renae, please, calm down." He said softly. "Please, baby, you need to relax."

She didnt listen to him, she couldnt, she wanted to be alone, she wanted to be alone and she wanted to cry. She didnt want Marshall to talk to her, she just wanted to get away from him, and leave. Part of her never wanted to look at him again, and the other part of her wanted to cry and forgive him, let things go back to the way they were before. But she couldnt do that, she didnt want him to think that he could keep doing this, and that he could get away with it everytime, by just saying he was sorry and that he loved her.

She felt as if the relationship wasnt equal. She loved him so much, she would never think of cheating on him, never. He obviously didnt love her as much as she loved him, or else he wouldnt have done this to her. She didnt want to deal with this shit now, she wanted to die. She wanted to curl up in a corner and die, and never have to deal with any of this ever again. She just couldnt take it anymore, she seriously wanted to commit suicide. And she didnt see any other way of escaping this shit.