Eliza POV
Our son had come to me in confidence, trusting me to be his mother too now. To the fullest extent and in a way that Ashley nor Valentina could come to. I couldn't be happier hearing this news, I had to tell someone, to share this with anyone that I could trust. My confidant was standing in front of me with her lovers surrounding her.
I wouldn't stand for this farce much longer, but bare the consequences of what was to come. Any attempt to pull her away from them was a win for me and Ashley was not ready to leave them despite our ongoing affair. I was there first, I was her wife, her first love. . . Had I no stake in anything? Sure there was the miscommunication, the cheating, looking for spice in other places and then the rapid divorce but I believe we are better than this and I didn't think about what this would do to the kids. So far they took it well, but for how much longer would they be able to bear the full weight of our sins? They wanted us together too and the wake-up call for me shouldn't be been me getting bored of Lita, or Ashley being with someone else.
It should have been me spending more time with her in a personal way that did not just involve the kids or being a family but romantic things between us, sewing together the delicate material of our relationship. She was drowning in the grief of missing her baby-- Our baby and I did nothing but tirelessly work day to day when she's more important, our family is more important and every single little chain between us. What kind of wife was I being, what partner, what Domme was I? I had abused my wife in every single way you could imagine and I deserve this, losing her to the enemy. But I can't stop. I won't. And maybe, just maybe I'm the dumbass for it but do I really care? Fuck no.
"Hey, can we talk?" I ask.
Ashley settles down her glass of wine. "Sure,"
"In private? Upstairs?"
"Yeah-- I'll be back guys."
Ashley follows me pass the house upstairs to the nearest room. Her studio. I saw her artwork, there were some new pieces her than the ones I saw last month. She had an unfinished painting of Noah and herself, she was missing the finishing touches on her face. "It's beautiful."
"Thanks. What do you want to talk about?"
"First, the glass of wine. You're pregnant."
"The doctor said one glass of wine every now and again is okay for me and the baby. Calm down."
"That's our baby in there."
"What did you bring me up here for, Elizabeth?" Ashley spoke in a stern voice, using my full name. I knew I tipped her off.
"Our boy came closer to me. I don't know if it's something in the air this season but he's opening up to me in a way that changes everything."
"What? That's amazing!" Ashley did a little jump in pure joy. "What did he say to you?"
"Well I found out that Dallas kissed Jean, so I'll have to do something about that later on. Perhaps ground her for the week, keep her indoors and away from the girl until she can control herself, I think she is far too young to go around kissing other kids. But I quickly found out that Noah likes Jean too. It's like they're in this weird little love triangle and he has very real feelings for her.
The same feelings I had for you when we first met. He shares those dark feelings of possession and I can see him becoming like me one day which may be a bit disturbing but if we can get it controlled, he won't turn out so bad. Jean brings out something in him like how you do to me."
"My light?"
"Exactly. She has it and he has my darkness. It is going to be a long road but if we can do right by him he'll be fine. Wouldn't you like our boy to have somebody someday?"
"Of course but isn't it a little strange if we allowed for her to be the catalyst for his devious desires. . . Especially for her to even one day to become what I am to you? We shouldn't go fucking around with fate, Eliza."
"Trust me, Jean is what Noah needs. She will balance him out and they'll get along beautifully. I am not trying to make up some fucked up arranged marriage but it would be convenient if we kept it in the family, someone he's grown up with all along?"
"Ansel's daughter is not the one for that. She's a sweet innocent girl, not a sacrificial lamb."
"You're right. I just thought you'd be happy like I was that he's found someone he loves, someone he'd do anything for. . . A girl that brings light into his life. They remind me so much of us and that is why I wanted to tell you. What better than you?"
"You're not wrong, I am relieved to hear that someone is bringing light into his life. I just don't want her to get hurt like me, if he is anything like you there will come a day that he hurts her too."
"I will never hurt you again. We can start over if you'd just allow me this."
"I don't know. I like where I am, can't what we have now just be enough for you?"
"No. I won't fuck around on the backs of others until I am ninety years old, waiting for you night and day. I want you to be my wife again. I want a full-fledged family. I want this child to be ours."
"And what about the one we lost?"
"I mourned her and do every day, I come to her in the morning and water her flowers, I tell her about you. I wonder what she would have been like."
"I do too."
"Come here Ashley, just for the next ten minutes can we be?"
"No. It's not enough time."
"Then stay the night. I think it's better that you do anyway, it'll be good for the children to see us as a united front, that after all we are family and that is important more than our external affairs. It would make them smile."
"And you smile too. Don't think I can't see through this family bullshit. I know you want me to yourself and I'll do it. We can share the bed like old times."
"Thank you."
"You're welcome."
I planned to fuck Ashley so hard that the baby would hear it too. Okay, that was a joke. Perhaps?
Having the night alone with Ashley would be in my favor and to the slow but evident destruction of the Maxim's.
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Short chapter I know, ridiculously short but I wanted to cap it off with Eliza's POV and them mending their relationship a little. The next chapter is an Eliza chapter, thanksgiving for them will have been over for about a few weeks now and she is focusing on getting revenge on another one of her enemies.
Also, good morning, happy pride month! I hope you've all went out to your pride partying festivities. I couldn't go to the parade since I didn't have any money to really partake in the vendors or go out for drinks and get picked up by Butch lesbians or whatever category of lesbian Eliza is. I'd call her a power femme or maybe lipstick lesbian.
While it's confirmed Ashley is a raging bisexual in book 1.
What did you all think about "Everything, Everywhere All At Once" ?
I got sucked. . . Into. . .A Bagel and then cried about it because my mom is a fucking terrible person and I feel misunderstood and unheard like Jobu Topaki. We're all Jobu Topaki. And you know what? That's okay to feel angry, to feel sad and to feel consumed in the darkness, our own kind of madness. Just find something or someone that pulls you out of the bagel eventually.
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