By the time I make it home it's already 7:30 in the morning and 90 degrees . I say my hellos to the two security guards at the front , who give me two dirty looks . "Aww boys did we not have our fiber of the day " I say to the guards as I pass them . One of the guards behind me chuckles and then coughs which tells me the other is glaring at him.
I go to unlock the door but the door is already unlocked which is weird , the doors are always locked. "No I want you to find my wife !" I hear a familiar voice yell from the living room . I shut the door silently and walk into the living room ready for a fight.
"what's up with all the testosterone today , must be something in the water" I joke as I enter the room but two giggles are what distracts me I turn my head to see two barely dressed bimbos sitting on my couch . Anger is all I feel anger . It's must of shown on my face because the two girls stop giggling and turn to cruise for help . I look up into my husbands very angry eyes.
he has the nerve to be mad at me when to prostitutes are sitting on my couch ! I must have said it out loud because a look of shock joins the one of anger on his gorgeous face . I am livid ! Tears well up in my eyes has I start to laugh . "
"Irys where the hell have you been ?" He roars his voice carrying throughout the large house . "Playing hide and seek with my lover " I say sarcastically and stomp yes stomp up the stairs to our bedroom footsteps follow behind me "irys I fucking swear" he roars from behind . Motherfucker . Asshole . And bitch might have left my mouth a couple times.
I walk into our shared bedroom and slam the door in his face, then lock it to make sure he doesn't even come close to me . "Irys" he bangs on the door "go play with your goddamn whores you bastard!" I yell while throwing a framed photo of him and I in France on our honeymoon . It hits the door and shatters into pieces , tears are falling from my eyes . I know he is going to get through the door eventually, so I decide it might be best if I'm not in the room waiting for him.
"Irys!!!" He yells as I walk into the bathroom I shut the door and lock it , and begin to undress . If I'm going to cry i don't want him to hear because right now I may seem mad but I'm hurt I'm so hurt that he would break his promise to me . I step into the large shower and turn the water on max and let the hot water hit my skin.
The spurts of hot water feel like daggers across my skin but I know I will get use to the heat soon. Why did he have to bring them here I know it's his job I know his place at his company , but why here . why? does he expect me to be okay with him sleeping with them?
A loud boom startles me it takes me a moment to realize that he busted through the bathroom door. Sticking my head out of the shower door to see the door frame is in pieces , slowly I turn my head and see cruise leaning against the sink with a very very angry look on his face.
I roll my eyes and close the shower door a little louder than necessary and continue to balk underneath the shower head. I start to wash my hair because why sit here and waste water.
Has I close my eyes to wash out the shampoo I hear the shower door open and close once again. I sigh loudly and open my eyes to see a very naked cruise in front of me , even though I'm angry I can't help but let my eyes roam up and down his body.
Cruise has a tan complexion which is weird unlike me who is usually pale all year round he seems to keep a golden tan. He is built my eyes roam over his big chest down , then to the tribal tattoo that contains our wedding date, to his washboard abs I count six , then to the v that leads down to his very impressive member, but the one thing that is the most endearing is his face.
He is the most gorgeous man I have ever seen , I don't care what his body looks like because what attracted me to him was his face. Cruise has a strong jaw which told me he was a strong man , his lips are thin and always soft which told me only the wisest things come out of them, his nose is straight and perfectly defined which told me he is knowledgeable, and then his eyes that at this moment are bright with anger but are still the gorgeous green eyes I fell in love with that showed me how loving and caring he is ; all of this is pieced together with his dirty blonde hair that is his usual medium length.
He is my man, my husband , my savior , my lover , and best friend. Tear start to fall down my face because I realize I can't be mad anymore because I wasn't really even mad in the first place I was hurt, so I let that emotion show. His face softens his eyes are still angry but they show they have regret in them .
He reaches his hand out towards my face and takes a step closer to me but I back up into the wall so he isn't touching me. He takes a couple more steps until he is right in front of me , pressed tightly against me , my breast to his chest. " I can't not right now " I sob escapes from my mouth and I press my hand against it and run out of the shower.
I don't make it very far before he catches up to me, one thing I love and hate about cruise is that he never lets me breakdown alone. So here we are he stands behind me in the doorway of our bathroom just holding me, I don't want to cry in front of him. I try to struggle out of his hold but he just holds on to me tighter, I turn around in his arms and place my face in his neck and sob.
he just stood there silent leaning his head on top of mine holding me until I stopped . After what seemed like hours I stopped and wrapped my arms around his muscular body leaning my tear stained check against his chest .
"Why ?" I asked my voice is groggy but I had to ask even if it did sound week. He sighs and starts rubbing his hand up and down my back which I learned a long time ago was a nervous habit.
"They are 17 yrs old , they need a home not a corner or a pimp. They don't need to worry about being beaten by men or where the next meal is coming from . They need to worry about pimples, periods , and school . I wanted to help them" he says his voice raising when he gets to end , he is still mad at me.
I push out of his embrace and walk into his walk in closet which is located on the left side of the bathroom mine on the right . Grabbing a T-shirt from his dresser I throw it on , arms come around my waist while cruise plant a kiss in my shoulder. "Are you walking away because you feel bad or because you know I'm angry? " he ask in my ear I shiver involuntarily and in my head I curse my body for being attracted to him.
"I'm walking away because I chose to walk away , let it be a reminder in your thick skull that I still can ." I say pushing past him it's 9:30 and the powerful sunlight filters through the lovely bedroom.
The walls are a light grey color, and around the room there are blue and brown accents to brighten up the room. Our furniture is deep cherry wood , I run my fingers along the bed post the California king bed has a canopy bed frame , and the comforter is white w/ blue decorative pillows and a blue blanket at the end of the bed .we got the blanket from our honeymoon in France , it's still the softest thing I've ever felt.
The bed has two normal bed side tables with grey lamps and has a couple of pictures beside it . There is a futon in the corner of the room between the balcony and my closet ; it has brown and blue decorative pillows on it and the futon itself is white. And next to the door is a big dresser w/ other clothing in it , on top is where we keep jewelry , and a couple of photos of cruise and I at random places and There is a big light grey rug on the floor that helps hide some of the hard wood flooring.
Looking around the room I notice the broken photo frame on the floor , sighing I walk over to the broken photo and get on my knees to pick up the glass on the floor.
"Here let me" cruise says while putting a hand on the small of my back taking the glass from my hands and picking up the rest of the glass off of the floor. " i remember when this photo was taken , what happen to the people in this photo we use to be so carefree" I say while studying the photo on the floor.
Cruise puts his thumb under my chin and raises my face so I'm looking into his eyes " they're still here we grew up that's all , I remember being so in love with you and that hasn't changed I still love you more than anything , you have to remember even the greatest people lose there way irys." His words bring tears to my eyes
"I love you cruise , I could see in your eyes how much you loved me even when you didn't want to admit it" I say he smiles at me for the first time today . "I'm tired I didn't sleep" I say praying that he will drop the waiting argument we will have and will come and lay down with me.
his smile fades a little and is replaced with confusion . I can tell he is dying to ask me why I left the house but instead he gets off of the floor and offers me his hand which I take and let him lead me to bed.
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RomanceIrys was saved at 18, fell in love at 19, and got married at 20. Her life was always complicated until she met cruise . The handsome savior she promised to love and cherish til death do us part. Her iconic love saved her then but will it be enough t...
