"I can't do this anymore Abel!" I shout as I throw my clothes into a bag.
"No baby, stop. Listen I'll change."
I stop and look at him, he has tears rolling down his cheeks and his hands are shaking. If you saw him right now you would think he's the one that's been cheated on.
"Abel you never change."
"Kee I married you for a reason! I fucking love you please don't leave me."
"You don't love me Abel! You can't even stay loyal to me!"
"I will, Keekee please, I need you!" he grabs my hand and looks down at me.
"I'll stay..." I almost whisper. A happy look quickly lights up his face. "On one condition."
"Anything." he nods.
"You go to couple therapy with me."
Abel's smile drops and he rolls his eyes, "This again? Baby we don't need it."
"We clearly do."
"Therapists are just scam artists that get paid to pry into your business."
"Abel I'm not staying with you if you don't do this with me."
He sighs and stays quiet for a moment, "Okay."
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FanfictionIn which Abel and his wife who are both addicted to sex try and go 100 days without it.