"This is the end. The end of us, the end of what we have . . . the end of everything," Link ranted as he shoved the rest of Amelia's things into a bag
"I trusted you- and you're doing this?" The shock was evident on Amelia's face.
"You trusted me?! I trusted you! And you rejected me! I poured my heart out to you, and you couldn't even say anything. You didn't even have the decency to say no."
"Link, you stopped checking in." Amelia crossed her arms, refusing to play the offender. "You didn't even know if I wanted to get married."
"I thought we were on the same page." Link mimicking her stance.
"Well, we're obviously not."
"Obviously." The two stood staring at one another with arms crossed and eyes glaring for what felt like an eternity.
"Alright. I guess this really is the end." Amelia confirmed, yanking the bag off of the floor and storming into their son's nursery.
"Woah Woah Woah, what are you doing?" Link shouted as he watched her.
"Taking Scout."
"No, your not."
"He's my son."
"He's also mine." Link reminded, his heartbreaking as Amelia picked up their son.
"Well, you didn't carry him around for nine months and push him out of a tiny opening."
"Wow, your playing that card."
"Yes, I'm playing that card because if I remember, there was a time you didn't even know if you wanted to be in our lives."
"Amelia-" She slammed the door before he could finish his sentence. He punched the door before sliding down it, questioning what had happened in the past 48 hours.
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"And your sure your want to do this?" Jo asked as she ran her finger over the rim of her glass.
"I'm damn sure she took my son, and I haven't heard from her in a week." Link said after he downed the remainder of his scotch.
"You can't take this back."
"I won't want to. I'm getting my son back." Link pressed the button calling his lawyer.
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"You're fucking kidding me, right?" Amelia laughed into her phone, trying to conceal her tears. She flipped through the pages that her lawyer just sent by informing her she was being sued for custody.
"No."
"You're turning into your parents."
"No, I'm not." Link defended quickly.
"What do you call this then?"
"Standing up for myself and my son."
"This isn't necessary."
"It is you've been ignoring my calls! I haven't seen my son in over a week!"
"We can figure this out. Please. I don't want to do this."
"I didn't either. This is your own doing" Link quickly hung up before he could hear her response, not wanting to listen to her hurt.
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"Mom? Dad? What are you doing here?" Link asked as he kicked an empty pizza box out of view of his parents.
"Well, that's such a kind greeting," Eric smirked, allowing himself further into the apartment, shocked at the state of disarray.
