Her Keeper

Chapter 92

--Julliet Parris--

I was currently plating the breakfast I cooked for my husband and as stupid as I felt and as fucked up as this situation was, I still found myself down here at five thirty this morning, cooking him breakfast.

He made his way into the kitchen wearing grey sweats and a matching tank.

"Morning." He greeted as he made his way toward me.

"Mhm." I hummed, handing him his plate. He took it and placed it on to the counter as he grabbed my hands in his.

"Be real with me." He reqiested. "What exactly do you know?" He asked, causing me to immediately become emotional.

I was just getting things right and my relationship was still on the rocks.

I love my husband. I don't want to lose him. I don't want to lose us. Call me stupid if you may, but that's the only love I've ever known. We both worked  hard to maintain this love. We've been through too much for me to just throw it away.

"Do you love her?" I choked out.

"Who?" He decided to play dumb.

"Your mistress, Geovanni." I rolled my eyes. "Do you love her?" I repeated. "And don't play dumb with me."

"The only woman I have ever loved is you." He responded.

"So why does she even exist in our marriage?" I questioned. He sighed.

"I fucked up and I don't even deserve your mercy right now, but I'm sorry." He apologized. "I'm sorry, Jules. I was being selfish and inconsiderate. I didn't intend to hurt you." He ranted. "I didn't mean to call you out your name last night." He sighed. "If you leave, I'd understand, but I'm asking you not to." He begged. "I am sorry."

"Did you use protection with her?" I asked. "And don't lie to me."

"Yes, Jules. Everytime." He tried to assure me.

"Ok." I shrugged as tears rolled down my cheeks. "I need some time to think this through." I mumbled as I sniffled. "Enjoy your breakfast." I wiped at my tears before turning and making my way up the stairs.

"Jules?" I could hear Geo following behind me. "Jules?" He called again. He followed me all the way into the guest bedroom where I slept last night. "Jules, I ain't going to work today. I messed up and I'm going to stay here and we're going to talk about it, baby. Please?"

"You weren't here all the nights I needed you, Geo. You were with her." I sobbed. "Go to work, because I don't need you here right now and I don't want to talk." I snapped a bit. "You weren't there when I actually needed you." I wiped at my tears.

"Jules, stop crying." He pleaded. "Please?"

"Am I not good enough?" My voice cracked. "I take care of our kids, Geo. I cook and clean for you." I croaked out. "I was actually trying to trust you."

"Of course you're good enough, Jules." He wrapped his arms around me, holding me tightly as he looked down at me. "She was just a fuck."

"You think that makes me feel better?" I scoffed.

"No, I don't." He admitted.

"You could've just said that you wanted to have sex, Geovanni." I pushed my way out of his embrace. "I wanted sex too, but I didn't go out and find it in another man." I backed away from him. "I waited on you."

"Jules—"

"Shut up!" I yelled, cutting him off. "I don't wanna hear it." I spewed. "You got me all kinds of fucked up, Geo. All that bullshit you put me through with Skylar and Krystal and you still turn around and get caught up with another bitch!"

"You made your mistakes too, Jules." He retorted. "You fucked your ex nigga, you had an abortion, you fucked your ex nigga while you were pregnant with Guilia, you refused to listen to me and you went out with Skylar and got hurt and you constantly accused me of shit." He listed. "You've fucked up in the past too." He argued. "But we here, right?" He pointed out. "I forgave you and we're here."

"I learnt from my mistakes and I tried being a better person. I tried being a better wife, because I want my marriage to work." I argued back. "Yet you're out here making the same damn mistakes. Hurting me the same way you did before and when my insecurities surface, you're going to claim that I'm overreacting and shit."

"I never told you that you were overreacting, Jules." He defended.

"Oh yeah, isn't that why we had therapy?" I asked. "Didn't we have therapy, because you thought I had insecurity issues?" I asked again. "Wasn't that your way of telling me that my insecurities were an issue for you?"

"We both had issues. That's why we had therapy, Julliet." He pounded his fist into his open palm

"You had a whole child by someone you cheated on me with and you're still out here doing the same bullshit."

"I fucked Krystal one time while we were together, Julliet and you left me because of it. She got pregnant while we were apart." He defended.

"And see, that's the thing." I pointed at him. "Everytime we break up, you find another bitch to get your dick wet, but I'm always by myself trying to figure out how I'm going to make us work. You just up and find someone else, like replacing me is so fucking easy."

"I never tried to replace you!" He boomed. "I never did that. Krystal knew what it was all those times we were fucking." He defended. "Krystal knew that I was still in love with you. That I wanted you despite our situation at the time. She knew that she was just a bitch I was fucking."

"Did you not catch feelings for her?"

"I cared for her. I loved her, but I wasn't in love with her." He defended. "All those other women knew what it was, Julliet. They knew that there was somebody I am in love with and they were just a quick nut for me."

"You think that what you're saying makes this any better?" I asked.

"No, but what I'm saying is the truth." He stated. "The bitch I was fucking knows that I have a wife and kids. She knows that I have a family I'm not willing to throw away—"

"Yet, you're balls deep in her pussy while the family you're not willing to throw away is at home by themselves, right?" I countered. "The wife you claim to love waited up for you umpteen hours believing that you were at work while you gave that bitch all of your time, right?"

"What you talking about?" He questioned, pissing me off further. "I spent most of my time here. I was only fucking her a few hours out of the day."

"Weren't you with her before you came home last night?"

"I could admit that I was, but shit didn't go far, I came home to you."

"What about the nights before that?" I questioned. "You didn't see it fit to just come home to me?" I asked. "The other night when I waited for you and you told me that you were tired, Geovanni, I heard that line before. I heard that exact line the first time you fucked Krystal, when you came home and couldn't make love to me after you were with her." I scoffed. "You did it again. Next thing I know, this new bitch is pregnant and you're going to expect me to accept another outside baby."

"I used protection, Julliet."

"You claimed the same thing with Krystal."

"Jules, can we just move past this?" He questioned, making me scoff once more. He couldn't be serious. "I don't wanna lose us."

"You should've thought about that a those nights you were creeping." I shook my head at him.

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~Dolly