The Hate and Love Game

Game #117

GABRIELLA POV

I like how you think moving is the key. But you just can't stay away from me. Chresanto, your dad was walking on the street. When somebody decided to shoot him. That's your real key.

"Fucking piece of shit!" I said sliding it under the couch cushion. I don't even think something is going to happen at this point. What is the point of sending notes and threatening us if you aren't going to make a damn move? First note said they'd lead Chresanto to his dad's killer. Seems like this person writing the notes is only trying to piss him off. My opinion, I think it's Ariana. Her hand writing matches the handwriting on the notes. I could be wrong though. It wouldn't make any sense what so ever, if a girl killed my dad at my age. Chresanto's dad died when he was 9 I think. I still think it's her though. Still not quite sure yet. I pulled out some pickles and went upstairs. I got under the cover and turned on the television. I kind of was in the mood to watch, something sad. Because that's the way of been feeling lately. Chres just hasn't been treating me good, and he fails to see that. I don't have the guts to talk to him about the way I'm feeling. Especially because of his reaction the last time I tried to talk to him. We won't be needing Marriage Counseling for a while. I turned on Ferris Bueller's Day Off. Something funny to cheer up my mood. This movie has me in tears sometimes. Not because it's sad, but because it's just that funny. Further into the movie, I ran out of pickles very quickly. But oh well. I set the empty pickle jar on the night stand, and paused the movie to go to the bathroom. I went to use it, and when I came back out Chresanto was standing in the door. I jumped when  I saw him. ""Oh my god. Don't you scare me like that. With yo 6'2 looking self." I said sitting back on the bed. He was scanning the room with his eyes. "Pickles..." he said setting his stuff down. He took the remote and unpaused the movie to see what it was. "So, you ate the whole pickle jar and you're watching a funny movie." he said sitting down on the bed looking at me. I smirked, and got back under the covers grabbing the remote from him. "What's wrong babe? You seem, sad." he said taking the remote back. "Now you're concerned about me?" I said rolling mu eyes. "What do you mean now? I've always been concerned about you Ella." he kicked off his shoes, took off his jacket, and climbed under the covers with me. "No. I mean now." I said turning my head away from him. "If there is something you need to talk about, talk about it right here." he said. "I don't need to. Now let me finish my movie in peace. Give me the remote." I said looking back at him. He chuckled. "Not until you tell me whats wrong with you. You don't just, eat the whole pickle jar knowing I want some too. Then watch a funny movie. You only do that when you're sad." he said looking at me. "No I don't." I said looking back at him. "I wasn't born yesterday. I know my wife. When you're like, relationship sad you'll eat anything that's sweet. When you're emotional, you'll watch sad romantic movies, when you're mad, you'll listen to music that makes you madder. Like Rihanna. You said her music just, gets to you. And then other times when you're mad, you'll block everyone out. Then when you're feeling down, you'll watch funny movies to cheer you back up. And most of the time, you do this stuff because of me so tell me Gabriella. What did I do?" he put his hand on his chin and looked at me. "Nothing Chres! You didn't do anything okay?" I said putting my hands up. He half smiled. "I didn't huh? Okay, kiss me and we'll find out." He poked his lips out. "I'm not just going to kiss you out of nowhere. It doesn't work that way." "Id you can't kiss me randomly, then I think we have a problem." he took off his shirt, and laid down in front of me putting his hands behind his head. "Kiss me baby." he said smiling. All he was trying to do was prove a point. But his lips were so sexy at the moment. Well, they always are but you know what I mean. I hesitated. but leaned in to kiss him. "There." I said moving the hair out my face. "Like I asked before, whats wrong?" He asked looking up at me. I rolled my eyes. "I'm just not trying to have this conversation with you if you can't even have a serious conversation with me." I said looking down at him. He smiled.

CHRESANTO POV

She's been like this for a few days now. I'm not scared or anything. This is normal. Her emotions are always changing rapidly, even when she isn't on her period. Or pregnant in that case. But the point is, she thinks I'm stupid. I know my wife. "I know whats wrong..." I said smiling. "Then tell me whats wrong Chresanto" she said getting comfortable. "Okay. You're still mad about the whole argument we had in the car a few days ago." I said. She didn't say anything. "Baby, I was mad. I didn't want to go to that place anyway. We don't need counseling when it comes to our marriage, because we're fine. Like you said before, we have that unusual perfect. And based on what was told during counseling and what happened in the car, it seems like the woman is only making our marriage worse when she thinks she is making it better. It would make more sense if she knew a lot of stuff about us, but she doesn't. I mean, she led you to think I am hiding something from you. I never would do that and you know I would let you see my phone anytime you asked. And plus, if I was hiding something you'd find out soon. I'm sorry if, what I said bothered you but you know I love you babygirl. And don't get it twisted but, you are my sex toy and I'm yours." I said smiling. She laughed. "I'm sorry babe. You forgive me?" I asked trying to hide a smile. She nodded her head. "I guess.." she said softly. I smiled. "Now give me a real kiss." I said poking my lips out. She laughed and leaned down to kiss me. This  time, more movement and tongue involved. Just the way I like it. And what made it better was, her lips were so soft. I love kissing this woman. I pulled away and pulled her down on me so that she was laying on my chest. "I still want to finish the movie though.." she said softly. I laughed. "Knock yourself out." I said turning it back on. She smiled. "Oh yeah, uhm. I got another note today..." she added. I smacked my teeth and rolled my eyes. "Are you fucking kidding me?" I said quietly. She looked up at me. "I don't feel safe anymore baby. Even though this person hasn't made a move on you yet, It doesn't make me feel comfortable." she said. I rubbed her hair. "I know what you mean. This person could be watching us. But that doesn't mean I'm going to let you guys get hurt. Especially my little baby Crystal." I said smiling. "I still don't feel safe. We'r--GCO." The doorbell downstairs caught both of our attention. I got up and pulled Ella up with me. We walked downstairs, and I slowly opened the door. When I saw who it was, I was pissed the fuck off. How does she know my new address? "Bitch!" Gabriella said slapping her. I chuckled to myself, but then grabbed her arm. "Aye calm down baby." I said looking down at her. When was the last time she got taller? I don't recall. "No I will not calm down, don't touch me Chresanto." she said jerking away from me. I laughed. "I didn't come over here to figh--GCO." Ariana said. "It's not like you could've anyway." I said. She looked at me, and smiled. Then  Ella slapped her again. "Don't look at him like that." she said. "You still took him back huh? You 2 are some unusual people if I might say. I shrugged. "No, its just our marriage." I said nodding. I wasn't taking her visit to our house very seriously. The little slut just isn't a threat to me anymore. Ella on the other, not exactly. She isn't afraid to fight her, but she does think she is the note writer. "How did you get my new address?" I asked. "Raquan gave it to me." She said smiling. How can she call me Roc first, but him Raquan first? I shook my head. "I swear I'ma kick his ass.." I said quietly. "I just came over here to see if you got my apology letter?" she asked. "Yeah and we don't accept it. Goodbye now!" Ella said closing the door on her face and locking it. She looked at me and smiled, leaning on the door. "Why do I feel so satisfied?" she asked smiling still. I laughed.