Scott stood up higher and moved forward a little. He was going to touch Gia's arm, beg her to take him back once again, but he found that he couldn't bring himself to. If he tried, he knew that that would be the moment he was rejected yet again. Instead, he stepped back to the wall and leaned against it. "I promise you, that is not the case. I did feel guilty Gi. All the time, every time. And you can keep saying that Im only sorry because I got caught, but I swear that's not it. I promise you. Really." He tried looking at her again to try to make the whole thing better. "Please Gia. I just love you."

When she repeated it and Scott was certain of what she said, suddenly his mind changed. There was no remorse anymore, just pure anger. He stared at Gia as she sat on the edge of the bed. "Are you even serious? You think I just let that go. You kissed another man, and I just let that pass me by?" He walked back and forward, his hand stroking his chin. "FUCK!" He screamed at the top of his voice. "All night, you've been giving me a tough time over something, and you're no better at all...what the hell Gia?" He thought of something just then. "And with our baby growing inside you. I always fucking knew that guy was trouble. I knew he was after you." He realised he was ranting and tried to calm down. "Well, I guess I was right. I guess he got you."

He sighed and thrust his hands into his pockets as he continued to pace back and forward.

Scott kept pacing, shaking his head the more Gia spoke. He still knew that he was in the wrong, and far more than she was, but even still, he felt like he had the right to be annoyed at her. She had kissed Julian, even if she was standing there blaming the whole thing on her new employee. "Pin you down did he Gia? Did he force you to kiss him?" He spat angrily, as he pushed his fingers hurriedly through his hair, struggling to think straight. "I know that what I did was wrong. I know it's not the same, but all the same, you have sat here and shouted at me all night, and at the same time, you have been kissing someone else!" He shook his head. "So I assume Julian is fired then? Hey...if it wasn't your fault, it must be his right? How can you keep him on board when he tried to ruin our marriage deliberately?"

As Gia stood up, Scott actually felt a little intimidated. He took a step back and looked at her. "You really think that you've done nothing wrong? Seriously? I don't care if you were coming to tell me, you still did it. He still did it. SOMEONE still did it. That's still wrong, no matter who was going to tell me whatever!" He could feel himself becoming more and more frustrated the more they spoke, and could hear his voice getting louder. When Gia threw the pillow, Scott caught it mid flight and launched it out of the window without a second thought.

He sat down on the small chest of drawers in the corner of the room. "Who said I thought I was going to get off easy with anything? Unlike you, I know I was wrong!" He sighed. And then the word hit him. "Loved is it Gia?" he asked, his bottom lip quivering ever so slightly. "Loved, not love?" He looked at her and shook his head. "Where did I say you slept with him? Nowhere. But what the hell were you doing so close to him that he could kiss you, huh?"

Scott shook his head once again as he got to his feet again. "You see. You always do this. Putting words in my mouth. Ive begged you all night not to leave me, and now you say I'm trying to make you leave? Well if that makes you feel better about your decision then fine. you keep telling yourself that!" He watched as Gia stood up and walked over to get a suitcase to pack her clothes. She was really going to do this. Perhaps ten minutes ago he'd have dropped to his knees, begged her to stay, tried his best to still be able to call her his wife. But now...now he wondered if he even cared. She had kissed someone else, and even if she denied it, she must have had something to do with it.

He heard her speak again, and read between the lines. "So you are attracted to him? You do want to sleep with him but our marriage got in the way? Is that it? Only the marriage stopped you? I guess by leaving you can give yourself an excuse to go and do it though can't you?" He sighed and walked over to the window, screaming out of it before turning and coming back into the centre of the room.

"Is this it then?"

Scott just stood there shaking his head at her. "No. You know what? You don't get it Gia! And you didn't even answer me. Is he fired from your label for trying to break up our family? Or are you keeping him around to play daddy to Sophie and Bailey when you walk out of here?" He looked at her, and suddenly he felt something drain out of him as she painted her picture. "Don't you get it Gia? Someone doesn't just kiss you without some sort of signal, or some sort of proximity. You must have had your face close to him. Or did he just leap across the desk and do it? I doubt that very much." Scott looked at her, and realised that he was too angry to even bother trying to stop her from packing. In the past, he would have done everything, including pulling clothes out of her suitcase, just to stop her from leaving, from taking the kids away from him, from breaking up their marriage. But now, now he just stood and watched as she piled more and more clothes into her suitcase. It was all that he could do to not help her pack.

"Is that so? Seems that someone that leaves someone doesn't go leaving them and taking their kids away to somewhere else." He said, shaking his head at her and looking. "I do give a damn about my kids Gia. If you take them away from me, then you'll see how much I care about them! I cared about you too. Having sex with someone else was no bearing on that. I just did that for one thing; and I've already told you a million times. Sex! That was it. Nothing else!" He growled under his breath, evidently getting more annoyed at her. "You know what? I never thought apologising would help. I tried to reason with you, I tried to tell you that I was an idiot. Whatever. you are the one who needs to apologise!"

Scott watched as she piled more clothes into her bag, and kept bad mouthing him. "So thinking about Sophie and Bailey is to take them away from their father huh? Those girls have to grow up only getting to see me, what, once a month at most? That's no way for kids to be brought up and you know it!" He shook his head. It was all he could do now to try to fight for his kids. None of this was their fault, and he didnt want to see any harm befall them because of the way that he and Gia had acted. "I know what feelings are you stupid bitch!" he spat, finally having had enough. "What feelings did you have while you were thrusting your tongue down your assistant's throat, huh?" He walked out of the room, and then came back in a few minutes later. "Don't stand there and lecture me on relationships. Remember, you were the one who left me for your fucking ex! Did I take you back? Yes I did. You're right, I am an idiot!"

As Gia looked over at him and spoke, Scott felt a twinge of sadness. She really was ending their marriage. He looked at the floor and sighed before following her to Sophie's room. "Ok Gia. If you walk out of that door tonight then, I swear you will never set foot in my fucking house again."

When she stopped talking, Scott was almost resigned to the fact that she was going to leave now. There was virtually no point in him even trying to fight for their marriage anymore. they had been arguing for hours, or it certainly seemed like it now if it hadn't been hours. For Scott, he had started off the night trying to prove his love for Gia, trying to show her that even though he had had a discrepancy, and that he had indulged in a terrible affair, he still cared deeply about her, and still wanted her to stay. But she couldn't admit that she was also at fault. He was aware that she wasn't as bad as him, anyone could see that. But surely she could see that he was not the only bad guy in all this. Come to think of it...why had Julian not got any of the blame here? He shook his head after he mentioned the time she had left him for her ex. It still burned him to even think about it all this time later. Still, she was leaving. Why was he even that bothered now? He had to wonder.

"Apologise? Are you having a fucking laugh? You're taking my kids away from me, and you think I'm ever going to apologise to you?" He laughed and shook his head at her as he stared at her, listening to her try to make him feel bad. "I will come and see her. I'd prefer if you weren't there. I dunno, let Mark bring her to see me or something." Scott looked at her as she gave him a sad smile. He knew that as recently as an hour ago that would have torn him to shreds. Not now though...now he felt nothing at that moment. He followed her back into the hall, almost to see where she was going.

"Of course, your marriage end, but some guy kisses you, and tries to ruin your family, but he doesnt even lose his job. Whatever." Scott walked down, four stairs behind her all the way to the bottom. "Sure. Not that I really care where you're going. Just go," he said. As Gia looked back at him one last time, Scott wondered if this was the last time he would ever see her. He wanted to speak, but he could feel the tears welling up again. When the door closed, Scott slid the deadbolt across. He didn't want anyone, key or no key, coming in tonight.

Walking to the kitchen, Scott lifted a 6-pack of beer from the fridge, downing one in seconds. Cracking open another, he took a swig and set it down on the table. Walking to the counter, Scott took his wedding ring from his finger, staring at it for what felt like hours, before he placed it on the counter, breathing deeply to stop the tears. He scooped up his beers from the table and walked into the living room. As he sat down on the couch, he held the beers close to his chest, all he had in the world now, and the tears fell. He didn't try to fight anymore as loud sobs escaped his throat, his eyes stinging as the salty tears poured down his face.

What did he have? Everything. Now he had nothing.

Scott had just come straight from the Star Factory studio, after managing to look happy enough throughout the night for the cameras. He was sitting in his car just round the corner from Layla and Mark's house, and he was building up the courage to drive in. He didn't want to see any of them. Mark had threatened to knock him out the night before, Layla had backed him up and told him he better do it. And then there was Gia. He wanted to see her least of all. He didn't know whether what he was feeling was anger or pain, but he knew that there was no way he could even bear to look at her anymore. All he knew was that he wanted to see his daughter, to give her a hug and tell her that everything would be alright. After a few minutes of waiting, he drove into the driveway and sat there in silence.

Scott sat in his car, trying to build up the courage to go inside. He was afraid that he would get beaten up, because although he wasn't much of a fighter, Mark was surely stronger than Scott, who had never really had a fight in his entire life. He sighed, looking at his phone before he decided that he better go in...after a few more minutes to compose himself. then he heard the door open and saw Layla walking towards the car. He saw Sophie's little face in the car seat, and it was the first thing to make him smile all day. Then there was a twinge of sadness. Poor Sophie. She had done nothing to deserve this, and now she had to live without both parents by her throughout her life.

Scott felt something as he saw Layla walking towards the car. More regrets. He realised that he had not just lost Gia and the girls, but also his whole circle of friends, who were certain to have sided with his wife. Mark, a guy who Scott had known for over a decade, had turned his back on him, and the way friendships went he was sure he had lost Layla, Mark, Cassie, Jason, and anyone else who he had ever cared about. He sat there until she was outside his car door, at which point he opened it and got out. He wasn't sure if he was supposed to try to make conversation at that time, but he felt awkward in the silence, and racked his brain for something to say.

"Hi..." was all that came out of his mouth.

Scott took the bag and Sophie from Layla as she handed her across. He smiled at Sophie and then put her car seat in the front of his car beside him. He then looked at Layla, surprised. He had not expected to hear this from her, after all she never really got angry at all. But here she was now yelling at him. He stared at her, shocked, and then waited until she was finished to answer. "What was she crying for?" He asked. "She left me remember Layla. I'm still at home. I didn't walk away." He sighed. "You think I want to be a single man? Why the fuck would I want that? I've lost everything! When was I having fun? When?" He shook his head. "And if you must know, I was flirting with Sophia because I felt so down I just wanted attention."

Scott shakes his head. "How did I throw her out? She left me Layla. Why can't you see that? And what, how do I treat her on Twitter? Enlighten me!" He closes the door so Sophie doesnt have to hear them argue. "I know who she is...I'm well aware she's the mother of my children, and I know what I did was wrong. I admitted it was wrong. I apologised. She doesn't love me. Not anymore. That's all gone now." He looks amazed. "How many times? I didn't throw her away. She left me! And she's hardly innocent in all this is she Layla?"

Scott laughs a little. "Yes she did. She admitted that she kissed him Layla. She could have moved away before he did it. If she didn't want a kiss from him I'm sure he wouldn't have done it." He sighs again. "Obviously she's someone of significance, she's my ex wife and the woman who looks after my kids. Are you seriously telling me she wants to see me? Go on then. Get her to come down here if that's what she wants." He puts his hand on his car. "Well why isn't she treating me like this? I'd deserve it Layla. Self harming? Are you serious? Maybe I should keep Sophie then. She shouldn't be in such an environment."

He looks at her. "If she loves me, why leave me?"