savannah's pov

i used my arms as support as i leant against the bathroom sink, and tried to suppress my tears. i exhaled heavily, then looked up at my appearance in the mirror.

my eyes were beginning to look puffy, so i ran the cold water and dabbed it underneath my eyes to prevent people from asking questions, when i walked out.

all i could see now was the red hickey sitting on my neck - i vigorously rubbed at it to make it disappear, but there was no use. i pushed my hair out of my face, as i mentally cursed at myself for falling back into jack's arms.

i just missed his touch, and his scent and how amazing he makes me feel, and it hasn't even been a week yet.

it's just weird how he can make me feel like i mean complete shit to him, but then i still continue to wish that he was mine.

ugh. i just wish that i could stop feeling like this.

i was doing perfectly fine, until jack's insane jealousy and claiming me as his property, ruined it all...but i mean, if i did it throughout the morning, i guess i can start a fresh and do it again.

i just have to forget about it and move on, because if jack really wanted me, madison would be out of the picture and we'd be together by now.

quickly, i fixed myself up in the mirror and used my hair to try and cover up the hickey. i then took one last look, before confidently walking out of the bathroom.

no one's eyes were on me, so i guessed that no one saw me rushing into the bathroom.

i was about to make my way to my office to get on with some work, but i paused in my tracks when i saw madison looking up at jack as she spoke to him.

she stood in a pair of louboutins, black skinny jeans, a cropped top and an expensive necklace around her neck. jack stroked her hair, and she began to fix his tie neatly for him.

i could just turn around and ignore the scene, but for some reason, i couldn't. i felt like i needed to witness what jack was exactly pushing me away for.

his eyes eventually diverted from madison, then focused on me as i stood in the corner, watching them. we kept eye contact for a second or two, until i quickly broke it and looked down at the ground.

when i glanced back up, jack reached into his pocket and handed his wife one of the credit cards out of his wallet, before she smiled hugely and kissed his lips. typical.

"hey,". i turned my head and saw lauren standing beside me. "you okay?" she asked.

i almost nodded my head, but i knew that that would just be lying, so i sighed a little before responding.

"i've come to a point where i'm not even upset anymore," i began. "i'm just tired, and i feel like i need to get away or just take some sort of leave from work for a while".

"savannah, you can't let that drive you away from your job" she said, referring to jack and madison.

"i'm not, lo. okay, i just need to clear my head and be with my family for a while" i explained to her, then she gladly nodded her head to show that she understood every word.

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jack's pov

"babe, i'm home!" i called out to madison as i came through the front door. i chucked my keys onto the side table, then came into the kitchen to settle my briefcase down.

i heard hurried footsteps coming down the stairs, until madison entered the kitchen while tightening her robe around her body.

"hey honey, you're, um, back early" she chuckled as i sat at the kitchen bar, completely exhausted from the day.

"yeah, i was just really tired, so i decided to not work late today," i explained. "did you just have a shower?".

i asked, as got up to take a bottle of red wine out of the fridge, and then grabbed two glasses that sat by the sink.

"um, yeah i did" she answered, yet continued to look anywhere, but into my eyes.

"hey, what's up?," i asked, while pouring some wine into her glass. "you seem really distracted?".

"me?" madison awkwardly giggled. "i'm fine, honestly" she assured, then i brushed it off and took a sip of my drink.

"by the way, tomorrow i might have to-". a sudden thud in the hallway interrupted my sentence. "...what was that?" i wondered, as i glanced behind me.

"you're hearing things, babe" madison said, but i knew very well that the thud was too loud to be just my imagination.

"no, i'm pretty sure that i heard something," i said as i walked out of the kitchen.

i looked at the staircase, and immediately stood confused, when a dark-haired guy tried to hurry up the steps, while struggling to pull a shirt over his head.

"who the hell are you?" i called out and he paused, then slowly turned around.

"i'm, uh, wesley" he nervously answered and i gave madison a questioning look, when she came into the hallway too.

"well, what are you doing in my house?" i asked.

the man struggled to respond to my query, but exchanged looks with madison as i waited for someone to reply.

"what's going on?" i finally said.

madison sighed and pushed her hair out of her face, "you were going to find out sooner or later".

"find out what?" i asked, since the silence started to make me question the worst. "...did you just sleep with him?"

i said and madison instantly separated our eye contact, so i knew that i was correct.

"what the fuck, mads?!" i complained, but she rolled her eyes and groaned a loud.

"look who's talking, jack! because, i know that you've been fucking savannah behind my back" she quickly admitted, and the room soon turned extremely warmer.

"you...you know about that?".

"did you really think i was that stupid to not realise?" she scoffed. "i only kept quiet, because it would mess up the plan".

i furrowed my eyebrows, "what plan?".

"the plan to take your money" wesley answered for her.

i attempted to laugh off what he blurted out, but i suppressed my humour, when i noticed that no one else was finding it funny.

"...wait, so it's true? you have been after my money all along?". she didn't reply. "well?!".

"technically not all along, because, when we went on our honeymoon, i realised that you were actually a nice guy, so i stopped the plan and gave you a chance," madison explained. "but then, i came to your office and savannah was hiding under your desk, so i decided that you deserved to be played like this".

i struggled to comprehend everything that she was spilling in one-go.

"so if you've known since then, why did you ask me if i was having an affair last weekend?".

"because, savannah was on the verge of stealing you away and ruining everything, so i needed you to realise that i was on to you" madison described, as my body boiled up with more fury than sorrow.

"but mads, i've been defending you this entire time. i even ended things with savannah, because i just couldn't choose her over you" i told, but she seemed completely uninterested by it all, and stared down at her painted nails.

"we've spent like, what? four years together? and you've just been after my cash?!" i began to yell.

"hold up, i didn't even realise that you had money, until i saw your parents' house and you got that job promotion" she added. i couldn't help, but scoff at the sight of her, and shake my head at how the words seemed to flow so naturally out of her mouth.

"how can you just stand there and not give a fuck, like i haven't been nothing but good to you, since day one?!" i resentfully pointed at her.

"good to me?" she smirked. "you wouldn't even know what being good to someone was if it slapped you in the face".

"you know what, i've had enough of this. get the fuck out of my house," i demanded. "you too," i spoke to wesley.

madison ridiculed my words, then tried to walk upstairs, until i immediately stopped her.

"no, i mean now" i sternly spoke. "i paid for half of that shit any ways".

"but-but i'm not even dressed" she mentioned.

"does it look like i give a fuck?" i angrily spoke. "get out!".

i grabbed a hold of wesley's shirt first and shoved him towards the door. i then grabbed madison's arm and did the same, as anger continued to circulate through me.

i opened the door and pushed them both outside, before i forcefully shut it behind them.

i tangled my fingers into my hair and tried to take deep breathes to calm down my rage, until i marched to the kitchen and leant against the counter top.

i'm not even angry over madison cheating on me or playing me, it's the fact that i defended her all this time and jeopardised my relationship with savannah for her bullshit.

how could i be so delusional?. i thought to myself, as i moved away from the counter and began to slowly pace around the kitchen. savannah was right all along.

i unlocked my phone and my eyes immediately focused on my background image of madison and i at our wedding. we were stood outside on the green - her, glamorously dressed in white and me, dressed in a clean suit with my arm around her.

i couldn't bare to look at the picture any longer, that i aggressively placed my phone back down and grabbed my wine glass to chug down the last drops.

when i'd finished, i wiped my mouth with the back of my hand, then furiously threw the glass at the wall - allowing the pieces to shatter across the floor.

i need to get out of here.

i picked my phone back up, then grabbed my car keys from the tiny side table, and didn't hesitate to walk out the door and slam it behind me.

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