Babysitting My Ex's Kids [Jelena/Justlena]

Babysitting My Ex's Kids {Twenty-Eight} [Jelena/Justlena]

Justin's P.O.V.}

To say that I was confused would be underestimating. I was beyond confused and lonely. I had no idea who to turn to nor did I know what Sasha did this time. I knew she did something, something bad that made her feel guilty and that's why she's all cheery now but I didn't quite know what yet.

Money decks? Drinking? Or... or she cheated on me, again. Yes, AGAIN.

You see, my story is pretty twisted... Back in high school, I dated Selena and I was happy with her. We were high school cuties and all. But, for few months, I got bored of the same old routine and everything and I kind of felt like I needed something new, somebody exciting to make me 'feel alive' again.

Than, I met Sasha. She was blonde, drop dead gorgeous athlete, new transport from Florida and just a girl I was looking for. Few weeks later, we started hanging out and, before I knew it, hanging out turned in the heating, secret moments we shared behnd Selena's back.

Things went out of control...

I felt guilty for cheating on Selena, I felt it but I also felt addicted to both of them and I couldn't broke up with neaither one. Than, few months later, it ended when Selena caught us and broke up with me.

We gratuated, I married, moved and got Rosalie and Jackson, mostly forgetting (or trying to forget...) about Selena until now. When she casually walked to my doors, asking for a job. When she came in my house, forcing us to meet eye-to-eye after years.

Okay, I forgot about the story... See, I once found Sasha cheating on me, two years ago a little after Jackson's birth. I forgave her but things weren't the same ever since, I no longer was the same.

Now, I was pretty sure she did it again...

"Sasha, we need to talk.." I said, after she and kids came back and Rosalie and Jackson went to bed. "Sure, honey!" she literally chirped out but that voice seemed too fake to convince me.

I sat on the couch next to her, staying quiet for few moments. "You did it again, didn't you?" I simply asked but it sounded more like a statement.

"Did what?!" Sasha asked me, acting all stupid as she took a bit of her cookie. "You were with him these few days. Come on, Sasha! Don't lie to me!" I said, looking at her.

"I.. I..." she stuttered, obiously surprised by the sudden boom. "Fuck, Sasha, why don't you just tell me the truth already?!" I yelled, feeling furious but also like I could fall down in despair any second.

Sasha looked down at her lap, slowly nodding as she sniffed. "Sorry, Justin... I... I don't want to hurt you..."

"Too late." I bitterly noticed.

"Yes... I know. It's just that I... I don't know why I did it... But, things with you and me weren't the same anymore.." she whispered.

I inhaled a sharp breath, knowing exactlly what I must say. I knew what I had to do.

"I want a divorce."