A Million Ways To Love You™(Never Let Go)♥ Book 3✔️

♥ Chapter 17 ♥

*Marilyn's Point Of View *

it's been two weeks since Michael's and I big argument. I can't help but feel our marriage in jeopardy. The looks he gives me are one's I'm not use to. I want to erase the past. Sadly I can't. The kid's if course don't know especially Dylan and Jasmine. Brandon is lost in his own world. This whole gimmick has taken it's toll on the family. Maybe I'm the only one feeling it. Michael sometimes sleep's on the couch in the living room or sometimes he'll sleep in our bed, the catch to that is he'll go to bed when The kid's do leaving me up by myself. It hurts it does. I didn't think he could be so...like this. I don't know what to do.

I wake up the next morning later than usual. I've been doing that a lot lately I think it's because of lack of sleep and stress. Since I no longer work, I just clean around the house and worry. I look to Michael's side of the bed. empty. Empty because of me. I rub the empty sheets where The body of my husband laid every night with me in his arm's. I grab his pillow. Taking in every intoxicating aroma of Michael. Drives me half crazy knowing this is the closest I get to contact with my husband. I shift slowly allowing myself to scoot over to his side. I lay my head on his pillows and rub it softly. My eye's begin to sting a little as I feel upcoming tears. I grip for the sheets and lay there slowly falling asleep.

I wake Up a couple hour's later to a woman's loud yelling. I slowly sit up groaning from agitation. The loud voice belongs to no other than Yuli Ransick . She was carrying on about me laying in the bed and fixing thing's. I sigh as she finally comes to a stop. Yuli please stop yelling, I said rubbing my temple's. "Marilyn you and Michael need to fix this! it's useless and don't even think about divorce! you're almost old prunes anyways! just get the stick out your ass and apologize and He needs to do the same! I'm tired of fixing you all's problems you both are adults act like it! ", Yuli stop yelling... it isn't that simple, She stares at me crazily. "actually it is quite easy... just talk it out!! ", Yuli please shut the fuck up and stop yelling!!, I said standing up storming to the bathroom. "Marilyn don't take your anger out on me! You know I'm right", She said after me. I sit on the toilet. Yuli it's not easy I let the man explore me.... I Let him have his way, I said burying my face in my hand's. I feel Yuli slowly rub my back. "Marilyn all I can say is you and Michael have been strong for too long just try to fix it", I start crying again which soon turned into small sobs. "Marilyn I have to go to work but please please call me if you need me, just get some more rest ", I nod. She kisses the top of my head and slowly walked out. I cried more till I Was able to calm myself. I hear small commotion coming from downstairs. I clean my face and went To investigate. I soon find it was Michael in the living room looking through The mail basket. I stand there watching him. His presence now alien to me a bit. I'm guessing he felt me watching him because he turned looking my way. He doesn't say anything and neither do I. finally he speaks. "Did I wake you? ", I shake my head. He turns back to the mail. I turn to walk away. "Marilyn? ", I turn around. Yes?, "I'm going to be away for awhile... I think", I look at him clearly questioning his statement. He ignores my puzzled look and continues. "It's for the label, broadening our artists to international client's.... you know business ", How long?, Here pauses before answering. "A couple week's ", Oh, He nods. I continue my walk out of the living room....

*Michael's Point Of View *

I chose to go on The business trip. I think it's good for the label. I know seems harsh leaving home knowing My marriage isn't at it's highest. I did offer for her to come and our parents would watch the kid's. She declined though. I don't know what to do anymore but I can't worry right now.

Before leaving I informed the kid's and told them their responsibilities while I'm gone. They agreed so I left feeling the house and kid's were in good hand's. The entire flight to New York wasn't bad. I has time to think thing's over. Now thinking about it I'm being a little harsh to her and I shouldn't be overreacting. After these two and a half months when I get home I'm going to fix thing's...

*Marilyn's Point Of View *

"Mom can you help me with my homework please? Jasmine isn't here to help",Dylan said walking in the kitchen setting his math book on the counter. I look away from the Alfredo I was making. Honey I'll help you when I'm done with dinner ok?, He groans. Dylan please be patient, I said turning back to the pan. He is silent forgot awhile then start impatiently sighing. Repeatedly. I take in a breath getting agitated. Where's Brandon?, You know he's on that school field trip, remember? Daddy told you two days ago On Skype " , I sigh lowly. I miss him. All of him. Yes I remember now honey, I turn down the temperature on the stove and started walking towards Dylan before being interrupted by the house phone ringing. I walk to the phone And grab it..

*Hello?

"Hey Marilyn... "

Hello may I ask who is speaking?

"I'm sorry, I just couldn't contain myself "

who is this..

-dial tone -*

I look at the phone then there's a knock at The door. Dylan honey go up to your room I'll be there in a minute To help you. He nods skipping out. I quickly walk to the door and open it. What are yo-, Lips were crashed against mines. I push back. What is wrong with you?, He smiles. "I need you, I crave you", He grabs my waist kissing my neck. No stop...Dylan Is upstairs, "Well stops fighting and he won't know ", He said against my neck. "God Marilyn I've been crazy without you ", I feel weak but his kisses. slave to his touch. But I am not his nor will I be. I push him. Austin leave now please, He smiles backing Me into the door. "I know Michael has been gone and you need to be taken cared of", He said slowly kissing my jaw. I snap my head away. He continues. I know I long for something like this but only from Michael. He rubs the side of my waist inching his hand into my pants. I try to jerk away but he grabs my? waist. "Don't squirm baby girl", He said huskily. His words spoke desire and dominance. Austin please don't do this again you're don't want to do this. He chuckles. "Yes I do and you do too just admit you like this", here said inching lower in my pants. I try to wiggle away. Austin... stooop, I said as he reached my spot rubbing. I can't lie it feels good. I try to fight more but to no avail. I close my eye's and imagine Michael. "that's right now was That hard?", mmmm Michael, I said not knowing my thought became words. He stops instantly removing his hand. "Michael? Did you say Michael!? ", I smile. Yes he's my husband now for the last time....leave!, He grabs me by my arm pulling me awah from the door roughly. "you're So fucking dumb don't you know why Michael went on that business trip to handle his business, don't you see it he's looking for something better, But I would appreciate you and never leave you Marilyn forget Michael If he was a real man he'd be here right now ",I was going to respond but I was cut off. "Who said you were a real man? ", I jump a little scared by the sudden third voice. Austin just looks behind me. I turn around slowly still afraid of The voice behind me...

To Be Continued.....