I fucked up badly, I lied to my wife about her dad that was dead. Now I'm lying to her again about me being out late and not coming home until morning. Why do I have to always fuck up something good for me? I can't tell anyone that I've been sleeping around with my best friend's girlfriend. He will kill me and not want to understand what is going on and why I did it. I didn't have a choice now I'm fucked because she's pregnant with my child. I never wanted this to happen. I know James will get pissed that I cheated and not be able to explain what happened.
James is my least worry. I'm worried about Jessy, that's who I'm worried about, and I know she will never trust me again or worse not want to be with me. How can I fix this before it gets bad? While I was in my thoughts, a knock on my office door scared me shitless. Because the feeling of Jessy finding out I cheated and lied about it was a feeling I never wanted to feel. David told me, to tell them the truth before it was too late. Well, it's too late, and my marriage is on the line. Thanks to that bitch Brittany, she ruined my life and my family. But it's also my fault because I let it happen when I should have been at home with my family.
"Dean, honey, Dean,"
"I'm so sorry, honey, I was so deep in my head I didn't even hear you call my name."
"Are you ok, you've been acting very strange lately. I have been calling you for a while now?"
"I'm okay, baby, I'm very busy with work and everything."
I can't tell her about Brittany, yet I need to get proof first, and then when I have the proof I tell them. Because I may have sex with her, but I know I used a condom unless she took it off or put holes in the condom. Brittany thinks she's slick, but I will figure this shit out before it gets too late to save my marriage with Jessy. Brittany was my best friend Jack's girlfriend, but she had a thing for me since we were kids. I was never into her like that. I saw her as my annoying little sister. I never thought I would do this or put myself in this position. Ruining my friendship and my marriage with the two people I care about Because of Brittany.
"Baby what's wrong you haven't been acting like yourself, and you're never home on time anymore, is it me?"
"I'm fine Jessy. I have a lot going on, and I'm stressed out."
Fuck, I know I fucked up now because I never called her by her name unless I'm pissed or something. But even then, I never called her by her name. I need to get out of here and see David. This is not going to end well for me at all.
"You never called me by my name, what's going on with you?"
"I don't know if I have to go back tomorrow morning. I'm going to David's."
I know something is wrong with Dean; he never used to act like this toward me. I have to follow him. I know it's wrong, but right now I need to know the truth about what's going on. I'm not going to be like the girls he used to date. If he cheated on me, I'm leaving and getting a divorce. I will never keep his kids away from him, but since they're of age, it's up to them if they want him in their lives. I can't keep putting myself through this pain knowing that I was nothing but sex to him. I followed him to see where he was going every time he didn't come home. I prayed he wasn't cheating on me. As soon as we got to our destination, I knew this wasn't David's house. David doesn't like people coming to his house unless it's an emergency or something to do with work. Why would Dean lie to me like this? I got out of my car and went to the door. I walked in, and it was dark, but I could still see. I saw their clothes on the floor and I started to feel sick. I saw a staircase. I started to go upstairs when I heard moaning. When I cracked the door open, I knew my marriage was over because Dean was in that room balls-deep into another woman. I had to get out of there and go home and pack my and the kid's things and get the divorce papers ready. I will leave while Dean is out. I don't know where I'm going, but I do know it's far from here. After I got done packing, I booked a hotel to stay in for the night for me and the kids. I couldn't stay in that house, not knowing who he brings home when I'm not there. Why would he do this to me after everything we went through together, he decides to cheat on me now. I hope he's happy and got what he wanted, and I hope it was worth it for hurting me in the end. When I woke up Brittany was still sleeping, I had to get home before Jessy and the kids woke up, so I got dressed and left. When I got home, I saw the house door was wide open. I started to get worried because I have a feeling Jessy knows. I walked in and checked all the rooms, and they were still in the act. But when I got to my and Jessy's room, all her stuff was gone. I checked the kid's room and their stuff was gone too. I fucked up, and I don't know where they at. I should have stayed home like I was going to, but Brittany threatened to hurt my family. I have to tell my best friend that his girlfriend is crazy as fuck. Brittany wasn't like this before, unless she's jealous that I didn't pick her to have my kids and to be my wife. I never saw her like that. She was like a little sister to me back then, and still is. What can I do to fix this without fucking up more than I have? I want my family back, and I want everything to go back to normal. Where everyone was friends and not on each other's neck. I admit I was in the wrong this time because I lied not once but a couple of times. There is no comeback to fix this without a divorce wanted. As I'm thinking about how to fix my mess, there was a knock on my door. All I can think is that James coming to kill me for hurting Jessy. I opened the door and thank God it was very pissed off David.
"You fucking idiot, what were you thinking, Dean?"
"David, I didn't want to do it but had no choice, but Brittany was going to kill my family."
"You could have come to me, Dean. We could have figured this out, but you had to fuck Brittany and your wife saw you fucking her, fucking idiot."
"What you mean Jessy saw me fucking Brittany?"
"As I said, she saw you, and she wants a divorce, and she's moving back to her parent's house."
"I got to fix this, I can't lose her, David, fuck."
"You should have thought about that before being balls deep. In your best friend's girlfriend."
I have to think about what I'm going to do and say. If David was right and Jessy was there, she wouldn't want anything to do with me and want a divorce. I fucked up, and it's a matter of time before the news will spread, then I'm dead as fuck.
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RomanceJessy Jenkins: 21 years old, hidden mafia princess. She just graduated from college, hoping she can start a career by becoming a writer. Unfortunately that didn't happen because she's always in danger even not knowing it. But she tried to live her l...