Honeymoon confessions

ch. 17

Justin quickened his pace, hoping to reach the suite quickly, fearful someone may have been following him. Heart in his pocket for obvious reasons, he managed to make it there. Her back was turned to him and it looked like she was a robe. She didn't even turn when she heard him slam the door. Of course, he would come when she called.

"Michelle." He called in a whisper, not wanting to waste any more time. The brunette didn't turn to his call and that got him a tad but aggravated. He wanted to confirm what she told him on phone and be on his way; in and out. "I don't have time for your games, Michelle." He started to complain, "I didn't come her for all your drama. Show..." The words were forced right back to his throat when she turned to him; loosened robe and tear stained face.

Justin's heart skipped multiple beats and his feet moved him to her before his brain could start to fully operate again. His jaw clenched and unclenched in plain fury and so did his fists. He was seeing red as his emotions, dominated by anger, danced around. "What happened?" he found himself asking her.

Slowly, she pulled out her tongue and liked her lips, a sob escaping in the processes.

"What the fuck happened!" He repeated, more forceful than before hence startling her.

"I confronted him about sleeping with other women. He got angry and hit me." She sobbed. If Justin thought he was angry before, now he was furious. At the moment he didn't care that he was married. "No man should hit a woman." He said to himself as some sort of sorry justification for leaving his wife in bed.

Old feelings she had already awoken at the very start of the trip stirred in him, leaving an unwanted tingle. Was it seeing her vulnerable at the very moment? All broke. "I swear I'll kill him." He spat ready for battle but before he could fully turn to the door, she wrapped her arms around him, stopping him. "No, please." She begged. "Please don't. He can't know you know or it may get worse."

His body started to slightly shake as he heard the fear in her voice as she spoke. After a while, she let him go so he could turn to her. This time, he took her entire body in. She had bruises on her neck and worst of all, the left side of her face. His gaze travelled along her body, inspecting it for any other bruises.

"I'm sorry for wasting your time and interrupting your time with your wife." She said. "I'll just leave." She moved past him but was stopped by her arm only three feet away. "Justin..." Was all she could say before they both locked lips. The kiss was forceful with the male being the most dominant. His hands slipped to her backside, bringing her closer while massaging it.

He knew this body. He missed this body...and this body left him. Anger, directed at her this time, swirled up in him. His hands moved upwards to the side of her face, pulled her away from him. As he stared deep in her eyes, he asked, "You left me for him?" He asked in pain as tears stung his eyes. "I didn't leave you for anybody."

"You're with him!" He seethed. He knew now was not the moment to bring back old memories but he had to get it out of this system. He let her go and fell on the couch at the corner. His head was spinning. Michelle stood still and took in low breaths she tried to explain herself. "I wasn't good enough for you." She started. His gazed turned into a strict one. She wasn't fooling him that's for sure. "I wasn't complaining."

"That's the problem. I may not be the nicest person but I have a conscience. If I had stayed, we would have ended up heartbroken either ways." She added, only for him to role his eyes. That got a rise out of her. "You think it was easy for me?!" She exclaimed. "It was two of us in that damn relationship yet all you think about is yourself! Do you know the pain you caused me? Do you know what I went through?" She threw her hands about. "Well do you know what I went through?!" She finally exploded. "Why the fuck do you think I will magically end up with someone like Cristian?! Why..." She stopped herself from saying anything else. It appeared she was calming herself as she wiped the tears from her face. No less than a second passed and she said, "I'm sorry for causing you any trouble on your honeymoon. Shanell seems like a good woman. Perfect for you. I hope you both enjoy your lives together."