*Jade's POV*
I got up the next day. I don't know if I can do this? I mean this is crazy. Flying all the way to Vegas. Where do we stand? I'm sure he was with a girl last night. Its freaking Vegas! There's girls everywhere. A place like that is not for Kylie. It's just crazy.
"Good morning mommy" LJ texted
*Sigh* screw it just go out there. I already made arrangements. Not only that Luke is coming. Cade is gonna be watching the house. Vegas, holds crazy memories. Such a dramatic place. I mean I'm sure his girlfriend or ex girlfriend will be there. Its just I don't want to get in a mess again. This is nuts! I'm going nuts! I am a woman dam it! Why can't I just go there, and support? What the hell is wrong with me? I threw a pillow over my face.
There was a knock on the door. I get up and open it. It was Luke.
"We have a problem" he said
"What?" I asked
"TV... now"
I walk downstairs. I see Kylie sitting in her play pin. The tv was on some channel. I sat on the couch. There he was. The father of my kid.
"So LJ... tell us about being a family man"
"It's great... I love being a dad...my little girl just turned one last week"
"Wow... and your wife"
"She's a great mother.. I don't know how she does it though... from rodeo'n full time and being a mommy at the same time... I worry about them when I'm not with them.. I love them"
"Are they here with you"
"No... my wife had some stuff come up... but she'll be here later on in the week..."
"Well its great having you here... good luck through out the finals"
"Thank you"
It went to commercial. I sat there speechless.
"Your butt is gettin on that plane" Luke said
"Luke... I don't know... if I ca-"
"Quit second guessing..."
Shyt! Haven't seen him for six months, is quit some time. We may have talked, but that's different than actually seeing this person in person. I got up and walked up back to my bedroom.
I opened my drawer. I pulled out the ring he gave me. I opened the box, and I just stare at it.
"You know you want to go" Luke said
I closed the box and put it back in my drawer. I looked to my left hand. The engraving is still there. "Always love you". I actually reserved my own room.
Later on, I find myself packing my suitcase. I'm packing the best clothes. There weren't the marriage clothes. These were the single clothes. But for some reason it looks a little bit of both. Now to think of it, I don't know what to pack. I'm pulling my hair out! I texted Larry.
"Your Wife??!!"
I placed my phone back on my dresser.
"That's you... look nobody doesn't know what went wrong with us... please don't say a word"
