Jasmine POV
I wasn't really wasn't hungry by dinner. My mind was racing with questions. Would Paul really do this? And why a blonde?
Daddy noticed my unusual quietness. I mean, I am not one to be quiet so when I am, everyone knows something is wrong.
"So, Jasmine, what's going on with you. How is you and Paul?" Zayne asked.
"Yeah, we saw your interview with Ellen." Letty nodded.
"We're doing good." Paul lied.
I nodded, trying not to ball my eyes out in front of everyone. I have to make it look like we're perfect couple. Perfect couple.
"I'm going to put Meadow Rain down for bed." I said, picking her up from high chair.
"I'll come too." Paul said.
I mentally groaned. Meadow Rain started to whimper in my arms. I gently rocked her in my arms.
As I put Meadow Rain to sleep, I began thinking of a lot of shit. It wasn't like me and Paul had time in before we married. It was first meet, sex, love, move in and marriage. Most people have maybe two or three years in to holler marriage. I had a few months in. Then I got knocked up. That's sad. Just sad. I put Meadow Rain in her crib and Paul watched as I walked out the room. I stopped in the doorway.
"Let's go." I mumbled.
Downstairs, I grabbed the keys and lied and said we were going to the store. I was actually taking him to my condo about fifteen minutes from here. I got it for my seventeen birthday and used to go when I needed a break from the family.
I threw the keys on the table and walked around to turn on all the lights. I'm going to be honest, I threw a lot of parties here.
"How come I never knew about this place?" Paul asked.
I ignored him and sat down at the table. He sat down across from me.
"Tell me the truth." I said bluntly.
"Jasmine nothing happened. She's my makeup artist. We never went to her house nor have we ever had sex. It's a shame that you believe something on the internet instead of your husband."
"Take off your shirt." I said.
"What?"
"TAKE OFF YOUR SHIRT!" I screamed.
Paul stood and took off his shirt. I checked his back and it was smooth as a baby bottom. His front too.
"You done with your inspection?" Paul asked sarcastically.
"Do you know how badly I want to rip your fucking dick off? You cheating son of a Bitch?!" I smacked his face.
"Are you crazy?" Paul shouted at me.
"Fuck you. I hate you. You promised to love me and take care of me! And what do you do? You Fuck someone? You keep our daughter being deaf a secret?! It's over! Our marriage is over!"
I dropped to the floor and began to ball my eyes out. Ugh...I hate my life.
"Jasmine, stop!" Paul said.
I began to say something but he cut me off.
"Shut up!" Paul yelled. "Stop crying. Nothing happened. Why would I need to cheat when I have you. You are beautiful and sexy and everything any man would want. I don't need someone like Jennifer Rueza with fake tits and a fake Ass when I have you to come home to. Why are you feeling insecure. For God sake, you are Jasmine Jackson. She's a nobody. Your checking me and going crazy over a rumor. Not to brag but I'm Paul Walker. I'm hot and women are gonna claim to bang me. It's something we gotta deal with. So shut up and come here."
Paul held open his arms. I felt so dumb. I'm always so quic*k to rumors without listening to Paul's side. So I got up and hugged him tightly.
- Hey Daddy -
-ChunkyMonkey
