Rylee POV
This Owen guy is really making me feel uncomfortable. I can tell Ross is getting a little pissed also, I can see the fury in his chocolate eyes. Ross never gets this way.
"Please take a step back." I step back myself.
Ross went to the bathroom for a second. So I'm left with Owen.
"But you're so hot." Owen brushes his hand across my cheek.
"Leave me alone." I slap away his filthy hand. "I'm married anyways." I show off the ring on my left finger.
"So, leave him. I'm better in bed anyways." Owen chuckles trying to step closer to me. With every step he takes towards me, I take one back.
"No I won't." I stick my hands out to keep him away.
I feel my back hit the wall of the yoga studio. Owen immediately presses himself against me. I feel my lungs tighten, I try and push him away.
"Baby I want to have some fun." Owen whispers in my ear.
"Please leave me alone. I love Ross not you." I put my hands on his chest trying to push him away again.
"Oh look you want a kiss." Owen smirks close to my face.
"No I just want my husband." I feel the tears prickling in my eyes already. "Ro-" I try yelling, but lips were planted on mine in a matter of seconds.
I want to puke at the taste of his lips. Owen runs his sickening fingers through my hair. I refuse to kiss back.
"Kiss back damnit." Owen tells me before planting his lips back on mine.
He bites my lips, causing me to yelp and open my mouth. Which gave him the chance to push his tounge into my mouth. I push harder at his chest, he is so strong.
"Rylee?" I hear a sad voice come from across the room.
Owen jumps back finally. I wipe my lips off with my arm trying to get the horrid taste from my mouth.
"What is going on in here?" Ross stares back from me to Owen.
"You're wife over here came onto me. She told me she likes me." Owen raises his eyebrow at Ross.
"That's not true." I want to slap Owen for lying to Ross.
"I saw how much you enjoyed that." Ross waves his hand in the air signaling what had just happened.
I couldn't hold it in anymore, I ran to the bathroom.
There was one stall at the back, and that's the one I pushed open. I collasped onto the floor next to the toliet. I started gagging nothing coming up. Tears rushing down my cheeks. I hate yoga, never will I take it again.
"Rylee?!?!" I hear Ross say into the bathroom.
My stomach cramps up and I feel like I'm gonna gag again. Tears still running heavily from eyes.
"Please open a door." Ross walks past each stall knocking.
More heaving came, still nothing came up.
"Rylee I can hear you." Ross knocks on my stall door.
"Go away." I wipe the tears that run quickly down my cheeks.
"I'm sorry open the door." Ross jiggles the lock to the stall. "I will crawl under here."
I sigh and stand up to unlock the stall door. Ross immediately pushes in. Tears fall faster at the sight of him.
Ross pulls me into a hug at the sight of me. I break down into more sobs.
Ross POV
Rylee cries for a good five minutes into my chest before either of us say any thing.
"What happened?" I ask her.
She pulls away to look at me with sad eyes.
"Owen almost raped me. He kept telling me to leave you and have some fun." I watch Rylee shudder at the thought.
"That asshole." I say through gritted teeth.
"Ross can we just go back to the hotel?" Rylee speaks in such a sad voice.
"And cuddle?" I suggest.
"Yes please." Rylee closes her eyes tiredly.
I guide her to the locker rooms where we need to change back.
"Rylee." I nudge her shoulder that is leaned against me.
"Hmm." She hummed
"We have to change before leaving." I sit her down onto the bench.
"I'm too tired." Rylee whines in a cute voice.
"Ok I'll change and then we can leave." I say pulling my blue jeans out of the bag.
"No you look cute in the spandex." Rylee pops her head up to look at me.
"Maybe I'll put them on tonight when we cuddle." I suggest.
"That's fair." Rylee laughs her cute little laugh.
"Ok." I laugh along with her.
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"Rylee I ordered room service." I shake her sleeping body.
"Food?" Rylee moans.
"Yes food." I chuckle.
She springs out of bed.
"I'm down for food." Rylee rushes to the tray of stuff I ordered.
I watch her pop a blueberry off a salad and into her mouth. She moans in delight, and I thought only I can make her moan like that.
"What's tomorrows plans?" Rylee questions as she pops another blueberry in her mouth.
"I believe a tour around the island." I scratch my chin thinking.
"It's too hard to think that this vacation is almost over." Rylee frowns at me.
"Just think, we have the vacation with my family in a couple of weeks." I do jazz hands trying to lift the mood. "And it's with the kids."
"Yes."
"I miss the kids." I pick at the comforter on the king size bed.
"Me to Ross." I watch as her mood dampens again.
I'm such a killjoy to her. Oh my god, I ruin her mood all the time. Ross get it together.
"We should eat now." I look at the ground and grab my hamburger off the plate without looking at Rylee.
"Yea I guess we should." Rylee picks up the salad and walks off to the guest room that is in the hotel room.
What the hell have I done? I'm such a terrible husband. First I accuse her of cheating this morning in yoga, and now I'm killing the mood for anything tonight.
I'm such a monster.
I'm so sorry I haven't updated in forever. I hate school honestly, high school sucks. Kids don't grow up. At our school we have to do a thing called work out Wednesday and that sucks. We do to many running things and ab things.
Question: Do you think Rylee and Ross will make up?
Should I do a Reese's POV in the next chapter?
Vote and comment plz it means the world thank you.
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Family Before Fame
FanfictionIt will always be family before my fame. I love Rylee and Reese more than anything. So I choose family if it will last. Fame doesn't and I need my family to last. Sequel to Raising His Kid.