Open To Love

𝙲𝚑𝚊𝚙𝚝𝚎𝚛 𝚃𝚑𝚒𝚛𝚝𝚢

(Mature content)

✰Aria✰

"I'm serious Zach. I don't want anything bad to happen to you if he sees you."

I get out of the car. Walking up to the front door is challenging as all I can seem to remember is the argument. My elbows are even starting to sting again.

I'm only here to talk and get a few important things that I left behind. I want clarification and I just want to say the things that I was always too afriad to say.

Retelling my story to Zach opened my eyes. It made me realize just how strange my life is, and just how much I've refused to acknowledge. It was my love for Eric and. . . I don't think Eric even loves me back. So that's what I want to find out today.

I knock on the door, but there's no answer. I knock again, but a bit harder this time. The door opens and there stands Eric. I almost gasp at the sight of him. When was the last time a drop of water has touched his body? Without saying a word, he moves to the side for me to enter, which I do.

He shuts the front door and I turn to look at him. But before that, I take notice to the state of the house, it's worse than I can imagine and the air feels humid. Empty takeout boxes flood the kitchen, dirty clothes are scattered in the living room, a good layer of dust coats everything in the house. It's a mess. A tragic mess.

It almost feels like I've never lived here. Only a cleaning company can probably clean all of this up. "Aria I'm so glad you came back. Fuck I'm so sorry baby."

He stretches his arms open and comes towards me, wanting a hug. I almost shriek but instead I stop him by lifting my hands up. "I didn't come here for that."

He stops and drops his arms down to his sides and furrows his brows. "I know that I fucked up really bad, but I'm sorry Aria, I need you, I-I love you baby."

He's frantic. As he speaks his body twitches and his eyes move around crazily. He looks like he's seen a ghost, or like someone is pointing a gun at his head.

"You know Eric, I really never wanted to open our marriage. I hated the idea from the beginning and I just couldn't wrap my head around it. But I did it because I wanted you to be happy, because maybe if you're happy you would come home on time and pay attention to me and treat me like your wife,"

"Aria I—"

"Shut the fuck up, I'm still talking." I take a deep breath and bite down on my trembling bottom lip. "Do you know how much it broke me to see you come home with a different woman almost every night. And you practically rubbed them in my face while you had sex with them in our home. It felt like a knife got stabbed through my heart."

I take another breath just to stop myself from breaking down in front of him.

"Then when I decide to follow the rules of the open marriage, that's when you decide to attack me. For what?! I even had the decency to have sex with Zach outside of our home, because I had respect for you."

"I know alright. I shouldn't have opened the marriage, it was a huge mistake on my part. But I just couldn't fathom the thought of you fucking Zachary Kingston okay." He scratches his head roughly.

"Which doesn't even make sense, seeing as this is what we both agreed on! Then. . . you blew up at me, threw stuff at me, swore at me and even dismantled my fucking car! What is even wrong with you?!"