“What do you want?” Ben demanded in hate once he had found his voice. “You. But that’s not why I’m here,” she answered smugly. Ben glared at her and shifted Shawn in his arms.

                Jenny glanced at him and smirked. “That’s your son? He’s cute. He must take after his dad.” “Don’t even look at my son!” Ben snapped. Jenny laughed. “Oh Ben. I do what I want. You know that.” She winked at him and I snorted in disgust.

                She glared at me. “Bitch,” she said simply. “Why yes you are,” I said with a pleasant smile. Shane frowned at me. “Mommy, she said the word you told us not to say,” he whined.

                “It’s okay Shane. Some people are just really bad. We call those kinds of people worthless scumbags” I said, the smile staying on my face. Jenny rolled her eyes. “Say what you want but I’ve slept with your boyfriend more than you have.”

                I raised an eyebrow. “It’s nice that you admit you’re a slut. Now leave the house.” I could see how angry Ben was getting. It wasn’t safe. Not with Shawn in his arms.

                Jenny laughed again. “If I’m a slut, what does that make Ben?” “It makes him pissed. Now get out,” Ben growled dangerously. “I don’t think I want to,” she said with that stupid smirk of hers.

                “Fuck off bitch!” Ben snapped. “Benjamin,” I warned, nodding at Shawn. “Mommy said not to say that!” Shawn said, shaking his head at Ben. Ben bit his lip so hard it began to bleed. I knew how badly he wanted to yell at everyone right now. I knew he wanted to attack Jenny.

                “I’m sorry Shawn. Mommy’s right; I shouldn’t say that,” he said at last. “Not in front of you guys at least,” he grumbled.

                Jenny laughed and flipped her hair. “Wow Ben. Talk about whipped. Before you forgot the condom, you were the best guy around. Now you’re just a whipped pussy. You weren’t meant to be a father.”

                “Shut up you bitch!” Ben roared.

                “Benjamin!” I hissed. “Calm down!” He was shaking badly. He always shook right before his anger took complete control of him. “Shut up Ali!” he snapped. “Ben you are holding Shawn. Calm down!”

                He glanced down at Shawn. Shawn was looking up at him with scared eyes. “Stop yelling daddy,” he whimpered. Ben squeezed his eyes shut.

                “Leave my house,” he said to Jenny in the calmest voice he could manage. Jenny shook her head. “Can’t do that Ben. I’m not just here to fuck around.” He glared at her in hate. “Then why are you here?” he demanded angrily.

                That damn smirk was back on her face. “Hanley.” Ben’s form froze and his eyes widened. “What happened?” he demanded. Jenny’s smirk grew. Ben roughly put Shawn on the floor and grabbed Jenny’s shoulders. He basically shook her. “What happened?” he screamed.

                She smacked his hands off her and crossed her arms. “He knocked up his girlfriend. Didn’t Chris tell you?” Ben’s eyes widened even more at her amused voice. He staggered back a little and looked at me desperately.

                “Daddy, what’s wrong?” Shane asked curiously. “Shut up Shane!” he cried angrily. He was shaking again. “Ben, it’s not his fault. Don’t yell at him,” I said gently as Shane whimpered. “Daddy didn’t mean it Shane,” I assured him, hugging him tightly.

                I motioned for Shawn to come over to me. I didn’t want him near Ben when Ben was like this. Shawn came over and I took his hand. “Why’s daddy angry mommy?” he asked, frowning deeply.

                “Ali,” he choked out. Jenny was still standing there, looking pleased. “Get out!” I snapped. She shook her head. “No thanks. I like watching Ben’s reactions. You used to be so composed Ben. What happened to you? Your brats ruined you?”

                Ben stormed over to her. “Ben!” I cried as he grabbed her. He roughly shoved her out the door. She let out a squeal as she fell down. Ben slammed the door. “You fucking whore!” he screamed and locked it.

                He was shaking violently. He clenched his fists and stormed into the kitchen. I pulled Shawn after me as I followed him, terrified he was going in there to get a knife.

                Instead, I watched as he snatched up his dad’s car keys. “I’m going over there,” he growled and shoved by me.

                “Ben, calm down first!” I begged. He spun around looking furious. “How the hell can I calm down knowing that one of my best friends might have just fucked up his life like I did?” he screamed before storming out of the house.

                The door slammed and my eyes watered. No. There was no way Ben could’ve meant that, right? A tear made its way down my face as the boys hugged me. “Don’t cry mommy,” they begged.

                And yet the tears flowed freely.