chapter nineteen

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Maven's Pov
"If you called me here to yell at me you got another thing coming Missy,"she says putting her handbag down on the empty seat. I still can't wrap my head about what I did. What I saw and everything in between.

"I want to getadivorce,"I say rapping the last words.

"you what?? Why?"

"You're my best friend and as mad I am about you keeping stuff from me I have no one that's why I called you here,"

"walk me through what happened,"

"well I went over there to go talk to her and tell her how really feel and there she was with naked whores on the Sofa passed out with cocaine on the table,"I say trying to not break down. "Wow. I- I- the last time she was like that you guys barely made it,"she says and I can't tell if she's trying to be neutral or not. I sat through everything that night and couldn't believe that I cheated on her and it felt good with her. Like I was so familiar with her body and I couldn't help but want more. Want more? I'm a fucking married woman in the limelight.

"There's more isn't there?"

"No that's it. She's been weird since my miscarriage and only you seem to know why,"I say genuinely.

"All I know is she told me she was doing it to protect you,"

"protect me?"I ask confused because she's only hurt me since it all started. "I have a meeting to be at, text me when you decide,"she says rather uninterested. Why do I feel like I slept and woke up in a world where my wife and bestfriend didn't want anything to do with me? I give myself time before driving myself back to work. I haven't made contact with her in a while and I know I can't run away from her forever. Arlo is back at the house now so I try my best to be home early. She's the only sane thing in my life right now. "Paul do I have anything else on my schedule?" I ask over the office phone. "No but your wife is here," he says making my blood boil. I'm mad at her but I also feel guilty. "Let her in,"I say and straighten myself up. I'm always put together in front of people that hurt me.

"Hey Maves,"she says pocketing nervously. She's in her sweatpants and and stained black hoodie.

"Frankie,"

"I just wanted to see you. I miss you and I don't care anymore about you not being safe,"

"Frankie what are you talking about?"

"It doesn't matter,"she says closing the distance between us in one stride and cups my face rubbing her thumbs on my cheeks. It feels safe. She tilts my head up to face her fully and I let her. Letting my body get what it's been craving for. She crashes her soft lips on mine letting us move in sync before I push her away gently once I realise what's happening.

"No. No. No. I saw you with those women at the house Frankie, you're using again and-"

"I have no idea how that happened and no baby you know me better than that I -"

"No I don't. You walked out on me when I needed you the most. The woman I married couldn't even bare the thought of letting me do it on my own, so no Frankie Lefèvre I don't, and that's why I'm filing for a divorce,"

"Maven you don't mean that. I would never hurt you. I was just trying to protect you. He said that if I didn't they'd kill you and Arlo and you two mean the world to me, more than you know,"

"Even so, you were still distant before the separation even happened. Were you umm...were you cheat on me?"

"I- I I was mad at you when they showed me pictures of you and her. One with you fully naked standing infront of her but I forgave you and she meant nothing,"she says and I'm not sure what I'm processing in these few minutes.
"what? Me and Marlowe? She's just my driver and you know it. That picture was when she first came to the house, I thought it was you but it was her and I covered myself up right after,"

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