Leaving: Part 3I tapped my foot impatiently, hardly sipping the coffee I'd bought.
The flight was going to be delayed by at least a few hours.
"Mom?" Jack asked, holding his cup a little tighter.
"I wanted to ask... Why did you give me to my grandma?"
I sighed, looking away a little.
"Because... Because I was scared."
"No! Never! Jack... you have to understand... I... didn't expect you to be here."
"You mean I was an accident?" He asked sadly.
"No. The one thing you are not, Jack, is an accident. But I don't love Ace. I wasn't expecting to ever have a child. You don't know how bad men treat me."
"How do they treat you?"
"I guess... well, you're 15, I suppose it's ok for me to tell you..." I shrugged. "They like to mess around, basically, I'm trash to them."
Jack frowned. "That's stupid."
"Yeah... but hey, I'm leaving it behind now, and I'm glad you decided to come with me."
Jack smiled and sipped his coffee while we waited for the late plane.
"Hey, Maddie, where are you going?
Leaving: Part 2"Mom, are you ready or what?"
"I am, Jack, just let me write this..." I whispered, distracted as my pen skittered feverishly along the paper.
"Shh. We don't want to wake them."
I put the note on the kitchen counter, grabbed my few belongings in a backpack and went, Jack grabbing hold of my hand.
"The plane leaves in a few hours." I said once we were out of the casino.
"Ok, mom. But do you think Ac- dad will come after us?"
I took a deep breath and sighed.
"No. It's better if we left. I explained everything in that note. Don't worry."
We got into my car, and I started it up, thankful for its almost silent engine.
Jack smiled reassuringly, seeming to sense my sadness.
"It'll be ok, mom..."
I smiled back, trying to stop tears from forming in my eyes.
"I know, honey. Let's go." I said, driving off before I could change my mind.
Top Hat woke up and stretched, a feeling of unease in the pit of her stomach.
Ace mumbled beside her, his untied hair falling on his face.
Leaving: Part 1"Why are you so mad at me?"
"Why do you think?!"
"You wanted it really, you know you did."
"Top Hat, generally, when somebody says 'I would rather throw myself off a cliff than kiss him' they generally mean it!"
I scowled at her, playing with the ring on my right hand.
"You love him anyway, I mean, I only helped things along~" She said, following the sentence with a giggle.
"'Helped things along'?! You're MARRIED TO HIM! What is wrong with you?!"
"Look, if it weren't for me, you two would have been together, and you know it."
"No, we wouldn't have been!"
"But you would've..." Top Hat looked at the ground sadly. "You would've..."
"For the last time, NO!"
Top Hat suddenly scowled menacingly. "Well, he saved your life, fathered your child. Why not?! It makes perfect sense!"
"It wouldn't have worked. He had no choice, I was his assistant, and we were drunk." I looked down, shame still fresh in my stomach even after so many years.
"... Why the past tense?" She asked, narrowing h