"Oh, Jack! Are you ok?! Those fans are crazy," exclaims Viana. Viana Jasmine, she's pretty and has a nice complexion. However, she doesn't like me, at all. She's trying to get with Jack, but I think... she might already have him. I hear Jack grunt as he helps Jr out. I see Thomas roll his eyes as Viana puts on her nice girl act. William comes over towards me helping me out of the car smiling at me as he asks, "Y/n! Are you ok?" I nod my head saying, "I'm fine." Will closes the door behind me and picks Jr up walking us to the door. I felt those blue eyes burning into my back although I tried to ignore them.
I give William my key so he can open the door but all of a sudden a hand comes in between us slamming against the door. Will rolls his eyes as he continues to unlock and open the door but I'm left shaken. Jack says in a serious tone, "Y/n." I would have responded but Will takes my hand and leads me into the house; taking our shoes off before we go into the hallway to the living room sitting on the couch. "Is the baby ok Y/n? I was waiting for you but you never came," Will exclaims as I give him a sorrowful look because I feel Jack watching.
Jackman taps on my arm waiting for me to turn on the TV excitedly saying, "Mama! Paw Patrol! Paw Patrol!" So I quickly turn on the TV as he goes and sits on my lap. I could hear Viana venomously saying, "Jack what are you going to do about the photos? You'll have to explain her!" I smell her inches away wearing the Japanese cherry blossom spray from Bath & Body Works; although she greatly overuses it making her smell as she came out of a retirement home filled with dying flowers. I heard Thomas mumble something and then say, "She has a point, Jack. I can get you in an interview by Friday than on a station on Monday."
I look down at Jr while William takes my hands and pats it signaling that it'll be ok, but I stopped being calm when I heard Jack shatter glass in the kitchen. I quickly put Jackman down and hurry to the kitchen across the hallway to see Jackman holding a shattered glass with his hand bleeding. I saw Jack's facial expression change as he begged, "Y/n, babe, won't you help me?" Jack puts on a pout as he looks at me with a feeling I know too well now. Manipulation. I'm manipulated every second I stay with him. Viana quickly comes in saying, "I can help you, Jack! Which room has the first aid?"
