We're at it again

"Her being distant isn't a good indicator that maybe she isn't happy?"

"I asked if something was wrong and all she says is that she's fine and it's nothing."

"And you've known her for how long?" Colt arched a brow. "How many times has she said she's fine when she's not?"

"I didn't want to push it if she wasn't going to tell me."

Colt sighed. "For what it's worth... I'm really sorry. But I mean... maybe it's time to just let her go."

"Yeah....maybe it is." he said.

Colt watched his friend for a moment before pulling out his cellphone and dialing Lacy's number. He put it on speakerphone and listened to it ring.

"What are you doing?" he asked as he saw Lacy's name appear on the screen. "Just forget it Colt. She has probably moved on anyway with some other dude, maybe it's why she wants to get divorced so fast." he shrugged defeated. "Hang up."

"Shut up," Colt said dismissively as Lacy picked up.

"Scott?"

"Hey, Lace. I just wanted to see how you were holding up."

"Honestly, not really well. I'm assuming Phil told you what happened."

"He hasn't told me anything. What are you talking about?"

She explained to him what happened. "I don't know, Scott... you would think that after six months of me damn near not talk to him, he'd figure it out that I wasn't happy. It's like he just.. took me for granted or something, and I wasn't going to stick around for that."

He arched an eyebrow at Punk.

Punk just shook his head. "Never." he mouthed to Colt. He wasn't sure if he should talk or not....because Lacy would most likely hang up.

"I hate this, Scott. I don't like being away from him, but I don't like to be made to feel like I'm there for his convenience. It's like he plays with the kids, sleeps with me, and then goes back out on the road. I feel like... I feel like he's not the guy that I married. He's not the same guy that I fell in love with." She finished with a sniffle. She was trying not to cry.

"Lace, you don't mean that.." Colt tried to tell her.

"I wish I didn't." she sighed. "Look, I'm gonna go. We'll talk soon." And she hung up before he could say anything else.

"...well that went well." he muttered. "Now I feel like an even bigger fuck up."

"Well now that you know what's wrong," Colt started as he put his phone down. "Fix it. She felt ignored."

"There's no way of fixing it. Every time we're around each other, we fight." he said. "When I go to pick up the kids, she'll go hide somewhere or just ignore me. Nothing is going to work."

"Maybe she doesn't want you to flip out on her like she says you did?" Colt suggested.

"I'll give it some time and think it over." he said.

"Maybe I should just shut up." Colt shrugged. "You want something to drink?"

"Uh...Pepsi?" he smirked a bit. "Then start up some games, I need a distraction."

"You got it."

--

"You were listening that whole time?" Lacy asked.

"I sure was." he nodded.

"Talk about awkward?" she snorted a little. "Well... I guess the good thing is that I stopped feeling that way."

"You don't regret coming back do you?" he asked as he kissed her forehead and kept her close.

"I regret coming back as late as I did," she said as settled into his chest. "And I really hate that it took us almost losing this to realize how important we were to each other."

"Same here." he said. "I'm just happy we worked things out. I'd probably be sitting here staring at the wall if we were divorced."

"The wall, Phil?" Lacy laughed lightly.