Her Keeper

Chapter 125

--Guilia Parris--

"Vincent, stop!" I demanded as I broke our kiss and pushed his hand away from my leg, which he was trying to push it up.

"Come one, Lia, you do this everytime." He fussed as he brought his face back toward my own. I turned away and shook my head.

"I think we should stop." I demanded.

"You know what." He sighed as he got up from the couch and grabbed his keys from the coffee table.

"Grab your shit, let me take you home." He said, causing me to scoff as I narrowed my eyes at him.

"Oh really?" I asked rhetorically. "We can't just chill."

"Nah, we can't." He huffed.

I stood up from the couch and grabbed my things.

"Fuck this." I mumbled.

"Fuck what?" He asked.

"This!" I repeated. "I don't need this." I continued.

"Fine, I guess you also don't need me to take you home then?" He shrugged.

"Really?" I narrowed my eyes at him.

"Yeah. Really." He gritted.

"Asshole." I mumbled.

•°•°•°•

"Do you intend to go back?" Mom asked halfway through the drive to Dad's, causing me to sigh. "There's always better out there, Lia." She added when I refused to answer.

"Then, why do you always go back to Dad?" I asked rudely. "I'm sorry." I apologized for stepping out of my place.

"No, it's fine." She shrugged. "I should probably take your advise and not go back."

"Mom, I didn't mean that." I tried to take it back. "You and Dad have been doing good and we want you guys to work it out. I'm sorry."

"I said it's fine, Lia." She huffed. "But believe it or not, your Dad is my better." She shrugged.

"Really?" I asked.

"Yup." She confirmed. "I used to.date this boy in high school and he was disrespectful, mean, abusive physically and verbally and alot of other fucked up shit." She sighed. "But your Dad came along and showed me real love." She chuckled a bit, in reminiscent way. "As dysfunctional as we were and still are, I always feel like there's nobody else for me." She explained.

"And I admire your relationship." I commented.

"No matter what I say or do, Lia, your father has never put his hands on me. And he's went at anyone who had ever tried it."

"Daddy fought people for you?" I questioned.

"And even worst in some cases." She shrugged. "That man is my protector."  For the first time, I saw nothing but undying love in my mother's eyes as she spoke about my Dad. "Did everything he could to provide for me before himself."

"That's why that when he stepped out, you looked past it?"

"No." She shook her head. "That's why there's never going to be someone else who is just going to love me halfway." She corrected. "Geovanni will never just love me half of the way, but all of it."

"I want that." I said.

"You won't find it in that young man, Lia." She said sternly.

"Are you going to tell Dad?" I asked.

"No." She shook her head. "Just don't get caught up, Guilia." She begged. "Your Daddy will be disappointed and that boy's entire life is at risk if your father finds out what he's been trying with you." She informed me as she pulled into Dad's driveway.

"Ok ma'am." I nodded.

"Don't let me ever have to pick you up from a situation like that again or I'd tell your father with no hesitation." She warned.

"Understood." I assured her.

"Good." She commended. "Bye-bye, I love you."

"I love you too, Mommy." I replied as I got out of her car. "Thank you."

"You're welcome." She replied before backing out of our driveway.

--Krystopher Parris--

"Shit!" I hissed as Camille rode me.

"You like that?" She asked breathlessly.

"Fuck yes!" I replied as I gripped her ass cheeks.

"I'm cumming, Krys." She responded.

"Then cum, bae." I prompted as her muscles began pulsing around my shaft.

"Oh damn!" She groaned as she released, sending me over the edge too.

She collapsed no me as she tried to catch her breath.

"That was so good." She remarked.

"Yeah." I nodded in agreement.

Can was my actual girlfriend. Of course, I had side pieces, but she was who I could see myself spending my life with.

I met her since grade school, but we used to be just friends at first, but now we were so much more.

"How're your parents doing?" She asked as we cuddled up together.

"They're fine." I shrugged. "Mom is ready to give in to Dad, but she's so trying to be strong." I smirked.

"You think so?" She questioned.

"I know so." I corrected. "It's written all over her face when they text or when she's getting ready for their little dates." I shrugged.

"I think it's cute that they're dating." She smiled.

"Yeah, so does Lia."

"So you don't think the dating's cute?" She questioned.

"I do, but they need to speed it up and have some make up sex and call it a day. She could move back in with Dad and we could all be happy."

"But what if she doesn't really plan to move back in with your father?" She asked.

"What you mean?" I asked. "Why wouldn't she want to move back in?"

"Maybe because the space has been good for them." She suggested.

"They are a married couple, Cam. Not two adults who are just having a fling." I rolled my eyes.

"I know that, Krys, but it's been five years and your Mom was in no rush to even reconnect with your Dad." She pointed out.

"My mother had a secret she was afraid to share with, Dad." I reminded her of Junior.

"Or your mom was just happy by herself." She shrugged.

"Girl don't make us fall out because of your opinions on my parents' relations." I warned. "My mother and father want to be together, but they want it to last for once." I shrugged. "That's all."

"Well, they're your parents, you'd know better than I do." She shrugged.

"Definitely." I smirked. "Mom and Dad are going to start sleeping with each other and they'll start spending the night, before they know it one of them will have moved in bit by bit." I shrugged.

"You are so weird to be thinking of your parents like that."

"My parents have three kids together." I shrugged. "It didn't just happen by them acting like Catholic nuns and priests. They used to go at it often. I know what I'm saying."

"I don't doubt you." She shrugged.

"You'll see." I challenged.

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~Dolly