Los Angeles

Jackie

I sit down on the couch and shake my head, giving him the silent treatment. I tried my best not to throw up again, taking a deep breath and turning the TV on.

Nic

I shake my head and take a deep breath, hesitating before sitting at her side.

"How do you expect to have anything work if you won't talk to me?" I ask. "I'm trying to do right. Why won't you let me?"

Jackie

I look at him and hesitate before speaking, "What do you want me to say, Nic?"

Nic

I hesitate a moment before shrugging, studying her. What do I want? She won't want anything I do, anyways, so what's the point?

"I don't know what I want you to say," I tell her. "Maybe I just want you to let me be a part of something that's half my fault."

Jackie

I study him and hesitate, "I'm sorry I overreacted. It was probrably just the hormones."

Nic

I nod and take a deep breath, facing forward. Choosing my words carefully, I take a few minutes longer to respond than usual. The last thing I want to do is push her away.

Again.

Probably will end up doing so anyway with my crap luck.

"So what's the plan then?" I ask. "How are we going to go about this?"

Jackie

I shrug, "I don't know, Nic. Looks like we're going to have to figure it out as we go."

Nic

I think, studying her a moment. When I look away again, I run a hand through my hair and imagine a life with a kid and someone committed to my side. Someone I'm committed to. Who would have thought?

"Shouldn't we have some idea, though?" I ask. "Relationship wise, how are we going about it?"

Jackie

I hesitate, "Whatever's best for the baby...in this case, would mean getting back together," I reply.

Nic

Whatever's best for the baby. That doesn't mean she wants it, though.

"Are we going to do what's best for us, too?" I ask. "What's the point of acting if we can't play the part? If we get back together, we both have to try harder to not want to throw things at each other's faces or jump in front of moving buses. No kid deserves parents who can't stand each other."

Jackie

"Then what do we f*cking do Nic?" I tear up again, my hormones blasting.

Nic

I sigh and slam my head back on the couch, closing my eyes.

"Jacks, I didn't mean it that way," I say. "I was making sure you knew. Please stop crying."

I open one eye and glance at her. Hesitantly, I move a hand toward her and wipe her eyes for her.

"I was telling myself just as much as I was telling you," I say.

Jackie

"No, Nic," I move his hand and bring my knees to my face, not knowing what to do anymore.

Nic

I sigh and withdraw my hand. Shaking my head, I stand and run a hand through my hair again.

"Fine, Jacks," I say. "If that's what you want, then fine. I'll oblige. Don't thank me for saving you, either. Take that as reparations for getting you pregnant."

I shake my head again and start toward the door.

Jackie

I run into the kitchen when he's halfway to the door, getting a knife and running into my room. I slam the door and hesitate before sliding down the wall, crying my eyes out and not knowing what I'll do at this point.