Chapter 2

Kim sat by Claire's bedside reading a book to her young daughter. Claire smiled as her mom went on and on about Dr. Seuss' book 'Green Eggs and Ham.' She watched in awe as her mother mocked the voices of males and did little actions. All the while, Jack watched the mother and daughter with a sad smile on his face. What if I lose Claire? I won't gain a thing and just the thought of creating another with Kim… it makes my stomach churn with a feeling I can't explain. But if I actually do lose my only child? What will happen then? He thought. "Daddy!"

Jack's head snapped up in the direction of his young daughter's voice. She looked a bit pale, but Jack thought everything was alright. He smiled warmly at the young girl. He slowly approached them and kneeled at Claire's bedside – opposite of Kim, of course. He placed a gentle hand on his daughter's cheek and kissed her forehead. The minute his lips touch her forehead, he felt a little bit of cold skin under them. What the hell? Kim stood up and walked out of the room, in a hastily manner.

Before Jack knew it, Claire's breathing became indifferent. He stood up in a rush and placed a hand on her forehead. Hell, he was confused and had no idea to what was happening. Kim soon returned with doctors and nurses, all trying to take the young girl's temperature. "She has pneumonia!" One called out.

Pneumonia? Jack questioned silently, worry etching into his features, what's going on? Kim grabbed one doctor's arm as he tried to leave with Claire and the rest. "How did she get it?" Kim cried out incredulously.

The doctor sighed. Obviously these parents weren't taking these news very well – although Claire's been in the same hospital for two months. "I don't know. But we'll find out, Ms. Brewer," He said firmly.

Kim blushed a deep red; even in this predicament it was possible. "I'm not married!" She blurted out suddenly, "I'm divorced."

Jack felt his heart drop, but paid no attention to it. "Just tell us when you figure it out," He said.

The doctor nodded and left. Kim sank to her knees, hands covering her face. She began weeping and Jack just stared. Her outfit – once again – caught his eyes. Never had he seen Kim wear things like these before. She was decked out in a white stained shirt – probably grease, either way it disgusted Jack. Her pants were a little shorter than her and they had – once again – grease stains on them. And her shoes… they had holes. "I'm a terrible mother," Kim sobbed.

Ignoring that whole sentence, Jack looked at the wall. "Where do you work and live, Kimberly?" He questioned.

Kim looked at him. Her tear stained face had shock in them. Could he possibly still care for her? Kim doubted it. He probably had a plan on taking her daughter away from her. "W-why do you w-want to know? It pays enough to buy food, pay the bills and buy clothing for Claire," Kim replied.

Jack snorted, "Explains your lack of nice clothing. You spend more money on Claire than yourself. Look at you. You're as skinny as a twig and your clothing are hideous."

Kim wanted to slap him for practically insulting her, but she knew he meant well – in a weird and rude way. Her head was hung down in shame. "Look at you. You look pathetic and weak. You're obviously not the ass kicking Kimberly I knew. You're a shame to mine and my daughter's name." Kim's head snapped up towards him. "You probably live in a place that looks like shit and stuff. Your job is probably worse than teenagers. You don't work at McDonalds… I can tell. Tell me. Did you drop out of university again?" Jack was met with silence and laughed. "Of course you did. You're going to give me some shit about how you had to provide for Claire and couldn't go to university at the same time." He scowled, "Such a same. You wasted my money."

With that he left the room leaving Kim on the ground with her mouth open. T-this reminds me of that day.

Flashback

Kim picked up a vase and threw it Jack's head. "Watch it, you bitch!" He yelled.

He threw a plate at her and soon the screams and wails of Claire could be heard. "Bitch? BITCH? Is that what I am now? What are you? A cheater! You and Grace must've had a fantastic time! In our fucking bed!" Kim yelled.

She grabbed a knife and threw it in Jack's direction. He flipped out of the way in time. He looked around the family room. Silently questioning why they kept really expensive plates and knifes here. Someone obviously is asking for death. He glared at his wife and sneered lowly, "Cheated? Please! I'm fucking committed! You're lucky to be married to me!"

Kim grabbed anything that belonged to Jack and starting breaking them. "My dad was right!" She yelled, pushing down the large glass clock that had a bell. "I shouldn't have had dated and married a man older than me!" She grabbed his favourite sword and threw it in the fireplace. "You're all the same!"

Jack grabbed her forearm before she could break anything else. She fell to the ground at the jerk and kicked him. He stumbled a bit, but remained standing. "If you didn't have me, you'd be living in the slums, married to a poor guy, working at a corner store… MARRIED WITH NINE DAMN KIDS!" Jack yelled.

Kim grabbed a piece of glass and threw it at him. It scratched his lower abdomen, and began bleeding. "That's how my future would've been? Damn all you dumb rich people!" Kim yelled, "All your family ever did was bring me the hell down! I hate them! And I hate you! I want a damn divorce!"

Kim got up and began running to tend to her two year old daughter. She heard Jack's scream of frustrations and ran faster. She knew he was angry. And she didn't want to be near an angry Jack.

End of Flashback

She sniffled at the memory. She remembered that day like yesterday. Doors broke, things were smashed… bodies were scarred. She stood up and walked to the door. When she got there, a few voices made her stop and die on the inside. "Jack my boy! What's wrong?"

Kim wanted to kill him then her. She didn't want his mother in this. That annoying woman with the high pitched voice and silky blonde hair. Only if his dad was alive. "Mom, Claire is in the-"

The older women groaned, "Of course she's here! What did Kimberly do this time?" Kim knew what she was referring to…but it wasn't her fault. "Burn her? Stab her? Ch -"

"MOM!" The whole hallway fell silent, Kim knew that much. "It was because of cancer! Not of Kim!"

The sound of high heels clicking was sounded. Soon a loud echo of a slap was followed. "Don't stick up for her! Obviously the cancer was because of her family blood!" His mother hissed.

Kim could imagine gritted his teeth. "Wrong, Mother," A soft calm voice said as the clicking came to a halt, "the Crawford's are known to get diabetes. Not cancer. Plus, Kim's dad disowned her and divorced her mother."

Kim opened the door and ran down the hall. She felt his eyes on her. He had her figured out. Jack scoffed and she halted. "Of course. That's why she wasn't acting like a rich brat. When did happen Kim? When we divorced or were divorced?" Jack hissed.

Kim felt a hand on her shoulder as she felt tears burning in her eyes. She looked to her side and saw an auburn haired female. "Ignore him. He's stupid," She said.

The female guided Kim away from the scene and sighed. "Missed me, little sister?" She questioned.

Kim smiled weakly. "I'm not married to Jack anymore, Donna," She replied.

The female scoffed, "Who cares? You'll always be my pumpkin! Just like Claire is!" Donna's face fell. "Is she alright?"

Kim choked on a sob. "No…somehow she got pneumonia."

Donna had tears in eyes. "Are you hungry?" Kim shook her head. "Of course you are! You look like a twig!"

Donna grabbed Kim's forearm and Kim winced. Donna looked back and dropped it, looking at the ground sadly. "It still hurts?"

Kim shook her head, "Recently something happened…"

Donna left it alone and pushed Kim to the elevator. "Okay! Let's go get some fancy food!"

Kim looked away. How can she be so happy? Claire's in the hospital, she thought. Donna laughed weakly. "You know, I learned to become strong after dad died. I will never stay sad or ever lose hope." She looked at Kim and smiled. "Claire's going to beat cancer! Do you believe it?"

Kim didn't answer.

Because she wished she could.

It's been so long… what did I write this? On January 16th? Geez. Who likes Donna? I do! I do! Anyways, review! If you so choose…

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