Chapter 56

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--Krystal Andrews--

I had to stay with Julliet and Geovanni ever since I had a tiny accident and the doctor decided it was best if I lived with someone rather than by myself.

I was sitting in their dining room having a late breakfast when their daughter skipped in.

"Hi Miss Krystal." She greeted.

"Hello Guilia." She went to the fridge and took out a yougurt, then she went to one of the drawers and got a spoon and joined me at the table.

"My Mommy said that your belly is a little big because you're having a baby." She smiled.

"Your Mommy's right." I chuckled.

"Why is the baby in your tummy?" Curious I see.

"That's where babies come from." I tried to explain. "You came from your Mommy's tummy."

She looked at me skeptically then laughed.

"No, I didn't." She opposed. "Grandma said I came from Jesus."

"And Jesus put you in your Mommy's tummy." I explained.

"I have to ask my Grandma." She decided, making me laugh.

"Sure." I shrugged.

"Baby, stop talking Krystal's head off." Julliet said as she walked into the kitchen.

"She don't mind." Guilia replied. "Do you mind Miss Krystal?" She asked after making me chuckle.

"No Sweetie, I don't."

"How are you feeling today?" Julliet asked.

"I'm doing fine." I shrugged.

"Cool." She smiled a bit, before she begun doing the dishes.

Deep down, I felt bad about this situation. I could admit that I used to be in love with Geovanni, but I could see the strain this baby is putting on his marriage.

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I was a little after two in the morning and I was about to head down to kitchen for some water, but stopped when I heard arguing coming from Julliet and Geovanni's bedroom.

"You're still not going to tell me why the fuck you've been acting up?" It was Geovanni speaking. "I come home and you're moody as hell like you've been for the past three nights. I'm trying to talk to you and you're ignoring me. What the fuck is it, Julliet?"

"Nothing's wrong with me so you could stop fucking yelling at me."she retorted.

"So you're acting like a fucking bitch for no reason?" He yelled.

"You know, I'm really trying to be supportive of you and shit, but you're down my throat talking about I'm ignoring you. Fine, you wanna know what's wrong? I'll tell you. What's wrong is the fact that I wanted a child and we couldn't have one because the timing is off. What's wrong is how I pop birth control pills everyday so I don't get pregnant because you're not ready for us to have another child as yet. What's wrong is the fact that even though you don't want another child we fuck almost every night. What's fucking wrong is how fucked up my emotions are because you're excited about a surprise baby and you made me get on birth control to avoid having one. I've been feeling so fucked up about it that I'm not eating or sleeping properly and you haven't paid attention to the way I've been feeling lately so you haven't noticed that I'm tired and lost weight, but you come home and expect a happy, cheerful wife waiting excitedly to greet you every night. I'm fucking hurt Geovanni. At least have some consideration and compassion toward how I'm feeling. I'm happy for you but I can't share that joy. Maybe I need some time away from all of this." She rambled almost in one breath. "I've been faking every orgasm and you haven't even noticed." My eyes widened at the revelation.

"Oh, that's how it's been huh?" Geo rhetorically asked.

"I need some space." Julliet stated.

Hearing that, I assumed she may be exiting the room, so I turned and walked quickly back to my room.

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The next day it was obvious the Julliet had a lot on her mind. She kept staring off into space and for the first time, I noticed that all she'd eaten all day was half of a ham sandwich and a cup of coffee.

"Are you ok?" I asked, unable to tolerate her looking that way any longer.

"I'm fine." She mumbled.

"Is it about me?" I questioned.

"No." She offered a small smile, which didn't quite meet her eyes.

"Is it anything you want to talk about?" She shook her head, declining my offer. "Are you going to finish the sandwich in the microwave?" I asked.

"I'm not very hungry." She shrugged. "Maybe later."

"Thanks for opening your home to me.

"I didn't exactly have a choice." She shrugged.

"Do you really think that Geovanni would've allowed me to stay here if he didn't think you were fine with it?" I chuckled a bit. "He never even let me around your daughter for that reason." I informed her.

"I guess not." She shrugged. "But you're welcome."

"I totally understand why he chose you." I admitted.

"Yeah, and why is that?" She questioned. It was my turn to shrug.

"You're a great mom and wife. You laid down your boundaries when it comes to the type relationship I'm allowed to have with your husband, but you've made sure to stay in your place when it comes to how much you say concerning our child. Like at my appointments you just quietly sit there and allow us to experience witnessing the growth of the baby together. When we went shopping, you pushed the trolley and allowed out to pick out things together. I half expected you to act like a bitch most times, but you've been taking a backseat alot. I appreciate that."

"You're welcome, I guess." She shrugged. "I didn't place my rules to invade in your co-parenting relationship with Geovanni, Krystal. I placed them so we don't have any problems. You and Geo are supposed to co-parent without me always having some shit to say." She shrugged. "Just keep the relationship strictly platonic and we'd be fine." She got up from the table and began leaving.

"I promise I'm not trying to do anything to ruin your marriage, Julliet." I admitted genuinely, causing her to stop and turn back toward me. "I know how much you mean to Geovanni, trust me when I say that. I spent a year and a half listening to him go on and on about you. Even right after we fucked at times. He loves the hell out of you and I was crazy to think I could change that. I didn't even want to at first. We were just friends and things sort of happened and I guess I caught feelings. I'm sorry for all the unnecessary drama." I apologized. "And thanks for not treating me or this unborn child like outsiders despite the situation."

"It's fine." She shrugged, looked me up and down, then left.

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~Dolly

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