So I'm not sure how this chapter got published at first, because I wasn't finished with it. So I'm sorry about that. However, this is the version I intended to publish.
Thank you in advance for understanding.
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--Julliet Parris--
I wasn't even sure of when I made a u-turn, but all I knew was that I was now the one straddling Thalia as I gripped her hair while repeatedly sending blows to her head, causing her screams to get louder.
Geo was currently trying to me pull off of Thalia, but it was difficult for him, because I held a death grip on her hair.
I'd be damned if I let someone else come in and fuck up my relationship. I'd kill a bitch first.
"Jules, stop!" Geo pleaded with one arm wrapped tightly around my waist and the other struggling to maneuver between releasing my death grip on Thalia and blocking hits.
After I was satisfied with her, I released her and tried squirming out of Geovanni's grasp, because he was next.
"Let go of me!" I shrieked as I kicked my legs and clawed as his arms. His grip tightened on me, so I sunk my coffin-shaped acrylics into the flesh of his arm, breaking skin and drawing blood. He grunted, but kept his arm wrapped tightly around me regardless.
"Calm down, Julliet!" He commanded.
"Fuck you, Geo." I spat. "Fuck you and that fake ass bitch. That's why your man is having another family, bitch!" I spat at Thalia, who was desperately trying to cover herself with the cushions on the couch. "You weren't trying to cover up when you were over there straddling my man with your fucking milk jugs all up in his face!" I yelled.
The bitch started crying, but I didn't give a fuck. That's why Elliott left her whore ass.
"Jules, could you calm down?" Geo continued to plead.
"Let me the fuck go. You lying, cheating, dirty bastard." I gritted as sunk my nails into his flesh once more and used my elbow to forcefully hunch him. Groaning in pain, he put me down, but quickly gripped both my arms as I spun toward him.
"Listen to me!" He yelled as he shook me a bit. "We weren't doing anything!" He yelled as though I'm the crazy one. I literally just walked up in here with the bitch straddling his ass half naked and he claims nothing was going on.
"Let go of me!" I yelled. "Let me the fuck go!" I repeated. As I tried to yank away from him. "You fucking dog! Let me go!" I yelled again.
"Hear me the fuck out, Jules!" He yelled again. "She got drunk, threw up on herself, took a shower and came to ask me to clasp her bra, but she's not sober enough to keep a steady footing, so she fell on me, ok?!" He yelled. "I wasn't about to cheat on you with your friend. My friend's wife!"
"How am I supposed to believe you after all the shit you've done to me in the past, Geovanni?" I began sobbing. Not because I was sad, but because he wouldn't let me fight his ass. "What the hell are you even doing here in the first place?" I questioned.
"We ran into each other, Jules and I decided to talk to her a bit." He shrugged.
"Why didn't you talk wherever the hell you ran into her?"
"Because Jules, it wasn't about to be a brief conversation." He tried to explain.
"I still don't believe you." I gritted. "The first time we broke up, when I came to your condo and she was there, y'all were fucking back then too, huh?" Alot of shit made perfect sense now.
"No Julliet. That's not true." The bitch on the couch decided to have a voice.
"Bitch, shut the fuck up. I'm not talking to you." I glanced over my shoulder at her. "Were you two already fucking?!" I yelled at Geo, causing him to stare blankly at me. "Is that why she called you babe back then?" Geo's jaws flexed, indicating that he was becoming agitated, but I didn't give a fuck.
"What I told your ass today?" One of his hands left my arm and grabbed at my face, squeezing it like he did earlier when we had sex. "Didn't I tell your ass to act right?" He angrily questioned as I narrowed my eyes at him and used my now free hand to slap his ass. "You wanna do that again?" He asked, causing me to slap him again, then he let me go altogether.
I used the opportunity to ball my fists up and repeatedly thump on his chest for a while. Until I became early of it and my anger became tears. When I collapsed in to his chest as I sobbed, while his arms wrapped around me, was when I realized that he purposely allowed me to hit on him.
"I hate you, Geovanni." I sobbed into his chest.
"I know and it's cool." He replied as he continued to hold me.
--Geovanni Parris--
After leaving Thalia's place, Julliet hadn't said anything to me.
Instead, she was busy packing some of her things into a suitcase, while I quietly watched her from the bed.
Of course, she still didn't believe me or Thalia and she was even convinced that we've had an affair all along.
She paused for a brief moment before she zipped the up the bag.
"Where you gon' go?" I finally decided to break the silence.
"My parents." She snarled.
"You think that's smart, Jules?"
"They've heard of your infidelity before. Nothing new." She spat. "Norma damn thing." She grumbled. "I don't know why I thought that your old dirty dog ass could actually change." She continued ranting.
I got up from my spot of the bed, snatched the bag from her, unzipped it and emptied the contents, causing her to slap me. I dropped the now empty suitcase and grabbed her wrists, holding them tightly in my hands.
"I've never had sex with Thalia, Julliet and I never intend to." I tried getting through to her once more. "I don't see her in that way. I'm really not lying to you, goddamnit." I continued trying to explain myself. "Trust me for once, Julliet. For once." I pleaded. "I wasn't about to cheat on you. I swear." She began crying and I released my grip on her wrists, pulling her into me in an embrace instead. "I swear, baby." I repeated. "I swear."
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Her Keeper
RomanceA young man is left in charge of Godfather's daughter and it unravels emotions that they both tried to ignore for years. Follow Julliet and Geovanni through years of a very complicated love journey.