You and Jax, your husband were eating silently. Things haven’t been going great for you two recently.

You prepared yourself for a divorce, because Jax was acting really weird for the past few days. You were chewing on your pasta, lost in your thoughts, until Jax spoke.

”I’m going to be straight forward with you.” he says dropping his fork. You swallowed.

”I went a divorce.” You took a deep breath. ”Okay.”

”You aren’t gonna beg? Cry?” Jax says in disbelief, furrowing his eyebrows. You shake your head, ”No.”

”And why not?” he responded confused. ”There is nothing I can do.” You replied to him.

He clicks his tongue, ”Of course you can. Just cry or beg. Just do something!” You looked at him blankly, then shook your head still.

”Maybe this is why… I don’t want to be with you anymore. You don’t take things seriously!” you suppress your tears. ”I’m doing the best I can.”

Jax looked at you angrily. ”I’m so fucking done with you.” You nodded, ”Alright..” ”Do you not care?” he asked you. ”I love you to the moon and back, but nothing can do will change the outcome at the end of the day.”

He looked at you with his eyes widen, absolutely baffled. You stood up and cleaned the dishes.

He stood up behind you, ”You’re seriously throwing all of this away?” You looked at him, ”I never wanted the divorce anyways, you did.”

”Fuck you and this. I’m going to get the divorce papers.” he slammed the door aggressively as tears began to drip down your face.

You tried your best.