--Julliet Parris--
"Hello, Thalia." I greeted her as I entered the dining room.
"Hey, Jules." She returned. "Could be better. What about you?"
"I'm good." I smiled as I sat in the chair on the opposite end of the table.
"You always seem so happy." She commented.
"Thanks." I beamed. "But, you know, your moods are all based on how you choose to see the world." I shared.
"Ok?" She said in an uncertain tone.
"I'll explain." I offered. "You see, death is all around us, but so is life. Every leaf that falls from a tree is a dead leaf, but the tree grows despite losing a bit of itself. Every hair follicle that we lose everyday, represent weak or even dead hairs and despite us losing them, we still grow everyday. As we grow, we lose pieces of ourselves." I rambled on. "Pieces of ourselves that died and no longer contributes to our growth. If we never lose the dying parts of ourselves, they could dullen our overall appearance and have us looking unhealthy, but as we grow, we shed anything that's no longer deemed healthy and sadly sometimes, this goes for people as well."
"I'm usually amazed at how you and Geo were able to make it work." She sighed.
"Geo and I had to let go of everything that was no longer healthy for us and our relationship in order to make our relationship work." I elaborated.
"Oh..." She trailed.
"The next time we go through something that neither of us is able to let go of in a week, we're letting go of each other." I informed her. "We'd just rule it out as we're what's toxic to each other." I shrugged.
"Are you prepared for that?" She asked.
"I'm hoping that it never has to happen." I shrug. "I'm hoping that we work through our future issues quickly and identify what's toxic just as fast, so that we keep our relationship." I explained. "However, because there's a possibility that it might not work like that, I have to be prepared for that as well." I sighed.
"It really sounds like that's the last thing you want happening." She correctly assumed.
"You have no clue." I giggled lightly. "I really really do not want to ever have to get divorced. No matter how hard it gets, Geo is and will always be my only love." I sighed. "I can't imagine loving anyone else."
"I feel the same about Elliott, but you see how things are." She huffed.
"Take it easy, Thalia. If it's meant to be, it'll work itself out." I encouraged.
"You believe in love so bad." She shook her head.
"Yeah. I guess." I shrugged.
"It's cute." She commented.
"I guess." I smiled at her.
"No need to guess. You and I both know it's true." She teased.
--Geovanni Parris--
"Aye, you notice that Gen hasn't slept with us for a while?" I questioned.
"Yes, I have." Julliet smirked as she kissed me again.
"You threatened her?" I asked.
"No." She giggled.
"Then what you do to my baybeh, Julliet?"
"Nothing." She giggled again.
"I don't believe you." I narrowed my eyes at her.
"She's growing up, Geo. That's all." She shrugged, making me nod.
"A'ight." I nodded as she kissed me again.
"Let's have some fun." She suggested in an extremely husky voice.
"You sure you ain't threatened my baby?" I questioned.
"No." She giggled. "I just convinced her to not sleep in the bed with us." She admitted.
"How'd you do that?" I pried further.
"Well, she told me that acertain somebody wanted to expand our family and I probably told her that if our family was expanded the addition had to sleep with us, so she couldn't sleep with us anymore." She purred huskily.
"You foul for playing my baybeh like that, Julliet." I shook my head at her.
"Youre complaining, but you've been enjoying the sex though." She had a point there, but she still played Gen.
"Whatever." I shrugged as I began kissing her again.
Before I knew it, Julliet was stradling me as our kiss got sloppy. She moaned into our kiss, causing me to do the same.
"I want you." She mumbled against my lips, her warm breath tickled my moustache.
"Yeah?" I growled as I grabbed each of her ass cheeks in both hands.
"Mhm." She huskily hummed.
"How bad?" I decided to mess with her even more.
"Desperately." She purred just before locking our lips again.
As soon as I reached for the hem of her top the door opened, causing us to separate from each other.
The door closed again as Julliet huffed at the familiar sound of Genovia's little feet hitting our carpet invaded the silence in our dark room.
"Mommy? Daddy?" She called after working her way between us in the bed.
"Yes baby?" I replied knowing damn well Julliet was too upset to.
"I miss sleeping with you guys." She fussed.
"Ok baby." I was trying so hard to hold back my urge to laugh, because I just know that Julliet is salty right now.
"So could I stay?" She asked in that cute, tiny voice that I'm such a sucker for. "I promise that this is the last time."
"Sure baby, you could stay." I permitted her.
"You and Mommy don't even have a new baby yet. I could just stay until you guys do." She decided. "Right Mommy?" She excitedly turned toward a less than excited Julliet.
"Sure baby." Julliet caved.
"Goodnight." She said, full of excitement.
"Goodnight." Julliet replied.
"Goodnight baby." I added.
•°•°•°•°•
"What the hell are you doing here?" I snarled at Elliott.
I have no idea why he was on my doorstep this early in the morning, bit his ass was and I wanted him gone.
"I just came to apologize to my wife, man." He pleaded.
"After you put hands on my wife, I'm not letting you near any of them." I shrugged. "You could come back and if Thalia answers the door herself, then you could apologize. Just make sure your feet don't cross this here door frame." I shrugged as I closed the door on him.
Elliott's my nigguh and all, but somethings I will never uphold.
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This has been long overdue.
I hope y'all aren't too mad.
~Dolly
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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.