Martyrdom

11

I let Lisa visit me because there's no use of pushing her away she always has her way. Even though I will lock the door of my room she can always find a way to open my door even though it has a code. What can I say? She's the owner of the hotel. She can always find a way to get a key card.

One night I am soundly asleep on my bed when somebody just hugged me from behind and kisses my neck. I was startled and was ready to shout but when I felt the familiar touch and kisses I didn't do any of that. I let her kiss me and touch me that leads to turning me on. She knows where to touch, she knows where to kiss that could make me moan. This woman.

I developed feelings for her, I don't know if this is love that I am feeling because I'm married. Everytime she's not here I always long for her touch, I always look at my phone waiting for a call or a text. I always miss her mentally and physically. Fourth day in Puerto Rico and there's no time or night that she did not came to my room to wake me up and to sleep beside me. I always found myself cuddling with her in bed with her kissing me good night was the sweetest things she could only do. Last night after her work she came here and just kissed me did nothing but kiss me and hug me.

"Are you okay?" Now it's the same it's our fifth day here and she's just hugging me from behind with her forehead on my shoulder. "What is it this time?"

Yesterday she didn't told me what happened.

"Nothing. Aren't you gonna answer me about your bruise again?"

I don't know what to say. I now remembered she asked me about that when I once accidentally washed my face and forget about having one on the corner of my lips. She came to me that night and I wasn't wearing make up already.

"Could you be honest with me?"

"I just tripped." I said and slowly pushed her hand. I sat on the bed combing my hair.

"Is that really it?"

"Yes." I can't look at her in the eyes.

"For how many days I thought I still don't know you." She kneeled in front of me and touched my chin making me look at her. "You're lying."

"No please, I am not."

"You're not going to get away with this topic."

"Why do you care it's nothing." I want to stand but she's holding me still.

"Isn't this clear to you Jennie?" I couldn't look at her in the eyes. "Isn't it clear that I want you. I care for you."

I rolled my eyes and stand. I want to get away with the topic and not to turn it with a fight. She let me go though.

"I don't want to fight with you."

"All I want is for you to be honest with me just this time, Honey. Is he hurting you physically?"

I froze on my feet never minding the trauma or not thinkinh about the trauma and that night.

"Why do you care?"

"Is it bad to care for the woman I love?"

I stilled. Did not move for a second and just stare at her. I can't even open my mouth to speak. No no no, we're noy heading that way.

"Seriously Lisa, what do you know about Love?" I asked when I even remember what she has done to me and to the deal, she even own a sex club. I finally got the strength I need. "What do you know about marriage? About all of this, huh?"

My voice is shaking.

"Jennie, I am asking you a question."

The way she speaks sends pain in my chest knowing I hurt her with my words but I have to ask.