Her Keeper

Chapter 84

--Julliet Parris--

"Everytime things are going good for us, you do something to fuck it up and I'm getting sick of that shit, Julliet!" Geo yelled as he got dressed for work.
"I don't know what mood you're going to be in at the end of the day, so I'm always walking in fucking eggshells and I am sick of it!" He yelled. "I did some shit, I admit that. I gave you time to get over it. Time to decide if you wanna move in from it and it's obvious that you haven't. Instead if planning that wedding, you should try to figure out how we're actually going to make this marriage last, because it is going nowhere and really fucking fast." He ranted as I sat on the bed, watching him shove his feet into the legs of his trousers aggressively.

"How many times do you want me to apologize, Geo?" I asked.

"Until you never have to apologize for the same shit again, Julliet!" He yelled, making me jump as he fastened his belt. "What's the fucking point of you apologizing to me for the same shit you're going to do two days, a week, a month or even a year later?" He questioned. "That's not making any fucking sense to me. That's not a genuine apology!"

"I'm not perfect, ok?"

"I never asked for you to be!" He yelled. "I never asked for a perfect wife or a perfect marriage. I just want the woman I come home to, to be the same woman I find peace with. Where's my peace, Julliet?" He yelled. "I took your ass out to dinner  last night, because you're steady complaining that we don't get alone time and you show your ass in the restaurant!" He yelled. "Accusing me of cheating on you with the fucking waitress!" He continued. "I have a business lunch reservation there for Wednesday and because if your little performance, I feel compelled to cancel that shit!"

"I'm sorry, Geo!"

"I don't wanna fucking hear it!" He roared. "You decide what the fuck you want by the time I get home!" He yelled as he slammed our bedroom door behind him.

I got out of the bed and followed behind him.

"Geo, wait!" I yelled as I ran behind him, trying to keep up with his long strides, stopping with him right before the front door. "I love you." I pouted.

"Yeah?" He questioned, causing me to nod. "Then prove that shit." He gritted as he snatched the door open, exited and slammed it shut in my face.

"I love you too, Julliet." I mumbled as I sadly made my way back up the stairs.

I re-entered our bedroom and sighed as I made my way into the bathroom. Standing in front of the sink, I noticed a pink post it stuck to the mirror, which read, "Despite all the bullshit, I love you too, Julliet. ~Geovanni."

I smiled a bit as I removed the note from the mirror and placed it in the box where I kept the others in the drawer on my side of our bathroom vanity.

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"Uh-oh." My grandmother sais as soon as she opened the door to reveal me standing there.

"Hi Grandma." I greeted as she stepped aside, allowing me to enter.

"What's wrong, Julliet?" She asked.

"Nothing Grandma." I lied.

"It's me that you're talking to, Julliet." She reminded me. "If no one else knows you, I do." She trailed me to her living room, where I plopped down in her couch.

"How did you and your husband do it?" I asked. I learnt that my Grandmother was married at twenty two to my Grandfather. Unfortunately, he passed away ten years later. He lost his life in a car accident.

She let out a brief chuckle and sat beside me on the couch. She held my hand in one of hers and patted the back of it with her other hand.

"Well, he and I were very much like Geovanni and yourself. Doing well one minute and the rollercoaster takes a sudden dive the next, leaving the both of us frustrated, scared and confused. Our arguments were bad and my insecurities were too much to ignore." She sighed. "But we hang in there because we loved each other." She sighed. "When he made love to me, the world was a better place. My orgasms made me forget that we even had issues to begin with or simply made me question why we even had them in the first place." She shrugged. "When we were good, we were really good and when we weren't, it was terrible." She sighed. "One morning, after an argument, he left for work and never returned."

"Grandma, I'm sorry."

"Oh, it fine, really." She fanned me off. "I just wish that I had learnt to keep my insecurities at bay. Maybe it wouldn't have felt so horrible when he died so suddenly and the last thing we did was have an argument because of me. I don't want that to be you, Julliet and I don't want what your mother did to be you either. What you have with Geo, it's beautiful. Those beautiful children asleep upstairs are a result of that love and despite Krys not being yours,  that's even more special to know that you accepted him as such. Don't ruin a good thing because of insecurities, Jules." She advised.

"I'd try." I promised. "But he's so mad, Grandma." I stressed.

"He would be. He's trying everything to prove himself and his efforts are only being shit down. Of course he's upset." She patted my hand again as tears streamed down my face.

"I'm so scared." I sobbed. "I don't want to lose him. I don't wanna lose my marriage. I don't want my children to have step parents. I don't want Krys to grow up to ever feel like it was his fault. I love all my babies and I want to make this work, Grandma, I do, but I'm scared. I'm afraid that Geo is going to look at someone else and think, Wow, why can't my wife be that beautifully confident?" I sniffled. "He said that he doesn't find peace in me. He said that he wants the woman he comes home to, to also be the woman in whom he finds peace." I bawled. "My husband resents me, Grandma. I know he does."

She pulled me into a hug and allowed me to cry on her shoulder.

"There. There." She whispered. "You go home and you fight for this. Don't apologize unless you're willing to change your actions and don't make promises you can't keep. All you can promise is the effort to do better. Nothing else." She instructed, causing me to nod.

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~Dolly