Julia

When The Storm Began

  Is it possible to love two men at once ?

Does that really happen? Could a heart belong to two men with the same intensity?

That's the question I have been faced with.

It wasn't always like this. It all used to be normal.

Normal Julia with her normal life and her normal relationship. I remember the first day I met him he was like a forgotten memory remembered again. It was as if I had already knew him.

Chase Garret was the last piece to a completed puzzle.
Now my puzzle is in disarray and I do not know which man is the last piece.

At first Tristan Morrison was a mistake. A big mistake.

I woke up in my own bed with my white queen size quilted comforter hugging me tightly, almost convincing me that last night never happened. Just as quick as the thought came in, it left almost immediately as Chase turned over hugging me from behind.
In came rushing the guilt in the pit of my stomach. How could I have done this to our relationship? To him.

"Good morning Jules" Chase said with a big yawn.

"I didn't even hear you come in last night baby."

Not wanting to turn around because I was sure my eyes would give away my betrayal, I gave my reply. "Yeah I took an Uber home from the bar where the girls and I celebrated. It was pretty late babe, I didn't want to wake you."

That was only the half truth though. Yes I didn't want to wake him. Not out of Courtesy, but because I wanted to wash my whole night away.

Erasing the evidence. Erasing Tristan. 

Now he was washed off my skin but the memory bore in my mind.

I never even saw him coming.