Jake stormed into the bleachers, eyes blazing as he grabbed Kylee’s arm. “Kylee, what the fuck is this?!” he hissed. “Let’s go. Now!”
The crowd’s whispers seemed to grow louder as she stood abruptly, pulling her arm free. “Jake, not here. Not in front of the kids,” she said, voice trembling but firm.
“Oh, now you want to be proper?” he snapped, jaw tight. “Where was that when you were wrapped around that rock star? You think I want to argue here? I want answers, Kylee!”
She took a deep breath, fighting tears. “I don’t want to fight, especially not in front of Jake Jr. and the girls. But you can’t just storm in and demand things like this. We have a family!”
He shook his head bitterly. “Family? You think this is about family? It’s about betrayal. You’re out there being a whore while I’m left embarrassed!”
Their voices grew louder, voices sharp with pain and anger, attracting stares from other parents and players. Kylee’s fists clenched at her sides. “You want to blame me? Maybe you should look in the mirror. You’re the one who fucked your receptionist first!”
“Oh, so now it’s a game of who did worse?” Jake growled. “I’m done playing this.”
She stepped back, eyes flashing. “So what? You’re just going to yell and storm off? Grow up, Jake.”
The tension thickened between them, words like knives. Somewhere beneath the rage, the heartbreak screamed louder. The fight wasn’t just about the moment it was everything that had come before, and everything neither of them knew how to fix.
Jake turned sharply and walked away, leaving Kylee standing alone, her heart pounding, the weight of their fractured lives pressing down on her.
Back at home, the tension didn’t ease. The door slammed behind them as Jake’s voice boomed through the living room.
“You’ve embarrassed me in front of everyone, Kylee!”
“Do you even realize that?” His face was flushed, anger barely contained.
Kylee shot back, eyes blazing. “Embarrassed you? What about what you did to me? Did that ever cross your mind?”
Jake’s jaw tightened. “No one knows about that. And I intend to keep it that way.”
“Oh, so now you’re the good guy in this mess? Please! Don’t act like you’re some innocent victim.”
He took a step closer, voice low but biting. “Is that why you lied about how you got this trip? How you told me the first concert wasn’t that good, said Rio was an ass during the meet and greet? What else have you been hiding? Did Kelly even go with you?”
Kylee’s breath hitched. “I was protecting what little peace we had left. Maybe if you hadn’t fucked Rachel and got me these tickets to make up for it, none of this would have happened!”
Jake’s eyes narrowed. “Protecting peace? By running off with the lead singer and playing the victim? That’s rich.”
Her voice dropped, sharp as glass. “I didn’t run off
With him, Jake. I finally felt something real for once. Something you stopped giving me a long time ago.”
Jake’s voice cracked like thunder, shaking the walls. “So you fucked him?!” His eyes burned with raw fury. “I hope it was worth it! You are losing someone who actually loved you, just for some rock star who’s already forgotten you and moved on to his next whore!”
Kylee’s face flushed with anger and hurt, her voice rising to match his. “Fuck you, Jake! Don’t you dare put this all on me like I’m the only one to blame! You chose to cheat. You’re the one who broke us first!”
“Broke us?” Jake shot back, stepping closer, fists clenched. “You think I wanted this? You think I wanted to find out my wife was out there, fucking some rock star?”
She yelled out, “And you think it’s okay for you to do the same? You act like I’m the only one who messed up, but you…”
“Enough!” Jake slammed his hand down on the counter, voice booming. “You’re spinning lies to cover your own selfish choices!”
Kylee’s eyes flashed. “Selfish? What about you? You destroyed us. You destroyed me. I didn’t ask for this nightmare.”
Jake’s face twisted with pain and rage. “Maybe if you’d been honest with me, none of this would have happened.”
“Honest?” she sneered. “You’re the last person I want to be honest with.”
The shouting filled the house, echoing off the walls, two shattered souls tearing apart what little remained between them.
