Her Keeper

Chapter 25

--Geovanni Parris--

Ever since what happened yesterday, Julliet had been silent. As bad as I felt for her, she was begging to be slapped silly.

Her attitude had always been that way ever since I came to live with her and Uncle Jan. She was only twelve, but she had the sassy attitude of a sixteen year old and the smart mouth to go along with it.

She sat at the island in my kitchen having the breakfast I prepared for her, while I sat at my dining room table, with my laptop reading through a few backed up emails.

"I'm finished." She mumbled, causing me to glance up at her plate.

"You barely touched ya' food, love." I said as I looked back down at my laptop's screen.

"I'm not very hungry." She mumbled.

"You're not just eating for yourself anymore, Julliet." I warned.

"The baby's had enough, I'm sure." She sassed, causing me to sigh.

She obviously forgot what happened yesterday.

Cutting my eyes at her, I scoffed. "Just eat the damn food." I demanded.

"You don't tell me what to do." She mumbled, but I still heard her. I chose to ignore her, however.

I saw her climb off of the stool out of my peripheral vision. That's another thing I tried talking to her about, but she rolled her eyes and proceeded to sit there anyway.

Sighing, I stood up and went ahead to clear her dirty wares, which still boasted half of her breakfast.

I entered my room to find her lying horizontally on the bed, texting away on her phone.

Ignoring her, I made my way into the bathroom and removed my clothes as I proceeded to take a shower.

I had a few things to take care of and was not in the mood to deal with Julliet's attitude right now.

When I got out of the shower, Julliet was painting her nails on my bed.

"Could you paint your nails elsewhere?" I asked.

"I'm comfortable here." She sassed. Just as she said it, her polish tipped over and rolled away creating a mess on my sheets. "Oops." She uttered as she hurriedly picked it up and capped it back. "I'm sorry." She mumbled.

Smacking my lips, I shook my head at her and proceeded to get dressed.

"I'm sorry, Geovanni." She repeated.

"I heard you." I replied harsher than I intended to. Hearing her gasp, I looked over my shoulder to see her standing right behind me.

"I'll clean it up." She offered in a soft tone.

"Had you listened to me in the first place, there would be no mess for you to clean now." I growled.

"I said I'm sorry." She repeated.

"And I said that I heard you." I snarled.

Hearing soft sniffles, I turned around to see Julliet all teary eyed and pouting at me.

"You need to cut that shit out. It's getting on my damn nerves."

Her pout deepened before she walked away from me.

Pulling my tank over my head, I shook my head at her behaviour and just left.

Three hours later...

After running the few errands I had on my to-do list, I returned home.

Upon entering the condo, i took note of how quiet it seemed and I couldn't tell if Julliet was around or not.

I was still mad at her for ruining my damn sheets, so I wouldn't mind it at all if she went out.

I opened the door to my bedroom to find her sitting Indian style in the middle of the bed while the t.v. played re-runs of the Big Bang Theory.

I took note of the clean sheets on the bed as I stripped out of my "outside" clothes.

"Are you still mad at me?" She asked.

I only glared at her in response.

"I cleaned the sheets, Geo." She tried to reason. "I mean, I didn't get all the polish out, but I got out the majority of it." She frowned at me after I refused to reply. "Geo," she pleaded, "say something?"

"You need to grow the fuck up." I grumbled. "Like you said yesterday, I ain't your damn Daddy, so I'm not about to tolerate your childish ass attitude nor behaviour." I warned.

Her frown became a pout as she hung her head.

"As long as you're in my space, I expect you to respect it." I gruffed. "Or you could take your ass to the other room and let me buy you your own shit to ruin."

"You don't have to be so harsh." She mumbled.

"Your pops isn't the only one fed up of your shit, Julliet." I informed her. "I am too."

"I'm sorry, Geo." She said barely above a whisper.

"Sorry doesn't always solve shit, Jules." I huffed. "You gotta fix that pissy ass attitude and actually listen when you're spoken to for your own good sometimes."

"I'm upset." She confided.

"About?" I questioned as I sat on the bed and pulled her into my lap, causing her to straddle me.

"You left me. Daddy threw me out and you're right, my mother doesn't want me." She fussed. "No one could tolerate me."

"That's not true, Julliet." I pecked her lips. "I want you and I love you."

She played with the pendant on my chain as she blushed. I grabbed her hand, causing her to look up at me.

"Just fix your attitude, man." I advised as I kissed her.

"I love you too." She mumbled.

"I know you do." I rubbed her butt.

"Stop. You're making me horny." She whined.

Licking my lips, I looked her up and down.

"You can't get any more pregnant." I huskily stated. "Lemme take care of you." I whispered against her lips.

"I'm sorry for being a brat so much." She mumbled.

"You're my brat." I said as I spanked her. "Now, I'mma fuck the attitude out of you." I took her lower lip between my teeth, as I gently nibbled on it.

She begun grinding on me, making my wood grow in my pants.

"I'm going to orgasm before you even enter me." She purred.

"Well, I can't let that happen. Can I?" I mumbled as I got up from the bed, lifting her up with me. "And I can't let you make a mess of two sets of sheets in one day." I huskily growled as I braced her against the wall, wrapping her legs around me.

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~Dolly