Her Keeper

Chapter 79

--Geovanni Parris--

"Come on." I instructed Lia as we got out of the car.

"We're home!" She exclaimed as she took in her mother's house and hurriedly got out. Running up to the door and rushing inside. "Mommy!" I heard he squeal frim inside as I got Krystopher out of his car seat.

"Your sister has too damn much energy." I cooed at him.

"Ma-ma-ma-ma-ma." He babbled.

"Yeah, you're about to see your Mama." I smiledat his gibberish. Mama was Krys' second word and he said it more than Dada, which was his first.

I could already hear Guilia talking her mother's head off as I entered the house, causing me to shake my head.

It's about to be a long ass day, I thought.

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It was about seven at night and I should've really been on my way back to Elliott's place, but I wasn't.

Guilia fell asleep a while ago and Krystopher was still knocked out from earlier. And me? I was currently face deep in my wife's pussy. No, I'm just kidding, but I was thinking about it though.

"Still staying at Elliott's?" She asked me from across the dining room table.

"Yep." I nodded. "Temporarily."

"You need to let him and Thalia have some privacy." She chuckled lightly.

"I'm not there much." I shrugged. "And the kids are with your grandmother alot, so they get privacy."

"Cool." She nodded. "Where are you going to go when you move out?"

"I'm working on purchasing a house." I shrugged.

"Good for you." She mumbled.

"When's your next appointment?" I asked.

"Next Thursday." She sighed.

"Am I invited this time?" I questioned.

"Sure." She shrugged.

"Sure, because I asked or sure, because you actually want me there?"

"Both, I guess." She shrugged again.

"I won't come if you don't want me to, Jules." I assured her.

"Maybe I want you to." She shrugged once more.

"Just tell me what you want?" She held eye contact for a while, but allowed her stare to fall I to her lap after a while.

"I want you to be there." She mumbled.

"You're sure, right?" I asked, causing her to nod.

"You just up and left the other night." She mumbled.

"You had fallen asleep, so I thought that I should just leave." I shrugged.

"It's fine." She sighed.

"What's on your mind?" I asked.

"Why don't you just move back in?" She questioned. "Why are we pretending that everything's fine?" She continued. "Why didn't you fuck me like you wanted to when you saw me on your birthday?" She asked, leaving me a bit stunned. "Who the hell was that bitch on the phone? Because I still wanna fight her ass." She began crying out of the blue.

Hormones. I concluded.

"Calm down, Julliet."  I advised.

"Who was she?" She snarled.

"I don't know and that's the truth. I haven't been talking to anyone. All my attention has been only on you for a very long time now." I shrugged.

"Why couldn't you just say that four months ago?" I scoffed at her.

"Trust me, I tried, but someone wanted to argue." I reminded her.

"I was going through some shit, Geo." She defended. "I had just woken up form one of nightmares about Skylar and then some bitch calls, making my depression. What the hell was I supposed to do?" She yelled.

"You don't have to yell." I stated.

"Shut up." She gritted.

"You're lucky that I understand that it's your hormones talking." I shook my head.

"Whatever." She mumbled.

I shook my head at her once more as I began toyring with my wedding band around my finger.

The next thing I know was that Julliet was straddling me as we kissed each other passionately. My hands gripped her ass as she moaned into my mouth.

Breaking the kiss, I pulled away from her. 

"Jules, we need to stop, we're only going to complicate shit between us." I tried convincing the both of us.

"Oh..." The disappointment washed over her features and I felt horrible inside. She attempted to get up from my lap, but I pulled her back down. "You're serious about this separation, huh?" She asked, causing me to nod.

"I really think it's what's best for us."

"It's fine." She sniffled as tears began streaming down her face.

"Baybeh, come, stop crying." I pleaded. "It's not you, babe. It's just, we're a bit too toxic to each other." I tried to explain. "I love you, Jules, but this shit has gotten really bad."

"We could fix it, Geo." She sobbed. "I'd be better. I promise."

"Jules, we've been fixing this from the start and it's still falling apart. It's time we just let it go." I reasoned.

"I don't want to, Geo." She opposed.

"I love you, Jules." I admitted. "I love you so fucking much, so this is hard for me too." I sighed. "Shit, it's probably harder for me."

"It doesn't have to be, Geo." She frowned as she wrapped her arms around my neck. "Make love to me, Geovanni."

"No Jules." I tried to deny her, but she kissed me, making me give in to her briefly. "Jules, stop." I pulled away from her again.

"Geo, please?" She pleaded again.

"No, Julliet. We shouldn't."

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I laid under the covers beside a naked, sleeping Julliet two hours later. She had won. I looked over at her peacefully sleeping. Hickies littered her neck, chest and breasts.

I gave in, mainly because the last time she was pregnant and I didn't, she went out and fucked another nigguh and this time, I'd probably kill her if she did.

I didn't want to lose Julliet, but I don't want to keep destroying her either.

Relationships aren't perfect, right? Shit happens. But why must so much shit happen to us?

I looked down at her baby bump and thought of how we'd soon have three kids instead of two. Shit always seemed to happen whenever we're doing good. One minute we couldn't stop making love and the next we're arguing over some mystery bitch, then we're going through separation.

I am exhausted. I thought as I finally closed my heavy lids.

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~Dolly