A Wife's Tale

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" No, I... I didn't", my voice was shaking, scared of what he might do to me next.

"Didn't I tell you to make sure it was done before I got back", he said with a stern voice.

I started to cry when i felt a burning sensation on my left cheek

"Want me to give you something to cry for" I couldn't help it when the tears started to flow

"Huh answer me!!" He shouted, he stood tall, hovering over me.

I felt weak, helpless.

"No, I'm...I'm sorry"

I guess you guys are probably wondering who's that stern voice. Yep my husband is thee Rayan Lopez. (laughs) every one thinks I'm the lucky one, but they don't no the half of it.

**FLASHBACK**

It was 6:00pm and my car broke down in the rain. My day was already going bad and now this.

Why me?

As I reasoned with myself trying to understand why today was so bad, I heard a soft knock on my window. I turned it down to see who it was.

"Need any help" He asked, I shook my head yes, as I tried to contain the sobs.

"Yea do you have a jumper cable" I didn't realize that tears started to come down. He looked at me long and hard as if he was trying to read my mind and see what's wrong with me.

"May I come in, I need to get out of the rain before I catch a cold. He added a fake cough after the sentence.

I giggled slightly and answered, "Yea sure." I placed a towel over the passenger's seat so he could sit without getting my seat wet.

"I know the car isn't the reason behind your tears" he said, concerned.

"Oh its nothing really, I'm fine." I answered, adding a small smile.

"Listen, I have a lot of time, and we aren't going anywhere in this type of weather, so why don't you just let it out. Its best to confide in total strangers because they don't know well enough to judge." He said, smiling.

"Let's be real we both know that you don't want to hear my sob story" I said, turning to face him. "And plus, strangers don't know you so they will always talk."

"Its never good to keep your emotions bottled up inside, they will eat you alive, we both know you need to talk." He said.

I sighed and prepared myself for the longest story I'll ever tell.

**END OF FLASHBACK**

Remembering that first moment, some what put my heart at ease from all the pain. I can't bring myself to leave my husband, I know deep down the man I love is there some where, I just know it.

I dragged myself upstairs to take a shower. I took a hour long hot shower, running the water through my long blue ombre hair. I finally decided to come out and put on my night clothes (pink shorts pj and white tank top).

I went to lye down next to Rayan who was already asleep on the left hand side of the bed. Feeling my weight on the bed he automatically pulled me closer in the fetal position. He started to talk to me in a sleepy tone

"What took you so long" he asked, pulling me closer.

"I went to shower" I answered back.

"For so long?"

"Yea..."

"I love you and I'm so sorry about earlier"

"Same here and it's okay bae"

This is the Rayan I love, the inquisitive kind, the one that cares about me the one that wil never hurt me. For the whole night he held me, not letting me go out of his reach.

❤❤❤❤❤

The morning sun started to illuminate the bedroom curtains, by this time I was already awake but still lying in the bed next to Rayan. It's after seven and I decided that it was time to get up.

As I pressed on the bed to get up, Rayan started to wake as well, I thought he was going to snap being that I was just getting up.

"Morning babe," he said with a big yawn.

"Morning honey," was my response as I made my way through the door.

"So no kiss for the husband?" he yelled.

I walked back into the room and kissed him on the lip. I started to intensify the kiss when he pulled away.

"Jazz." He said, drawing out my name.

"Don't start that," I turned and started to walk away.

"Where you going bae?" He sighed heavily and  asked just as I was to make my way through the door. He

"I'm going to make you breakfast" was my response

"I'm not hungry" he said, sprawling on the bed, trying to look sexy.

"Oh, alright. I'll just go clean the bathroom then." I said.

"Jazmine come on, don't be like that" he said, knitting his brows. "You do too much work around here, need to take a break."

"If I don't do it, who is going to?" I  asked with a slight smile.

"Baby, I'm telling you to take a break and come and talk to me" he said, patting the bed.

" Is that an order Mr. Lopez?" I asked walking closer to the bed

"Yes it is" by this time he was off the bed holding me by the waist.

Rayan

 I know i'm suppose to love it when she calls me Mr. Lopez but I actually don't. I know that I'm the reason behind most of her pain, but i'm worried about her, she barely even talks to me. It's been months since we've been intimate with each other.

Even though things are bad never once have I thought of cheating on my wife. I couldn't bare to loose her.

Whenever I look at her, I see a beautiful smart talented ,big hearted person some of the reason's I married her in the first place.

I went to the bathroom to do my daily routine, while Jazz was in the bedroom. Whilst in the bath I felt Jazz come behind me in the shower. She hugged me from behind with her hands rubbing my abs. I know it is suppose to be easy to be intimate with my wife but I just can't, not with her in this state. I know a lot of stuff bother my wife whenever I try to talk to her she get's defensive which makes me get pissed off.

Jazmine

I felt Rayan's body tense at my touch. He grabbed a towel and rushed out, closing the door behind him.

I sighed.

I turned the water off and came out of the shower, dried off and put on a black sports bra and a pair of sweats, then tied my hair up in a messy bun.

"I looked in the mirror, staring at a young woman with bags under her eyes and a bruised cheek.

I hated the image.

I hated it so much.

The tears welled up as I sat on the floor.

"WHY ME ALL THEY DO IS HATE ON ME?!" I held my head as I screamed in frustration.

I hate being in the public eye it is ruining my marriage, I layed their on the floor crying.

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