Chapter 11...... Whats With All the Secrets?

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                                                                        ~A MONTH LATER~

        "Louis! Let go!" I yelled as tears filled my eyes.

        "Jess-"

        "No! I-I don't want to hear it!" I screamed forcing him to let go of my wrists.

        "B-but, Jess, I-"

        "You haven't been home at night for the past month! And now there's a picture of you and HER! Explain that!'' Louis looked around the room. "I told you!"

        "I want to tell you, but I can't!"

        "Why?"

        "I promised someone.:

        "HER?!'' I pointed at the screen showing a picture of him with this.... this blonde bimbo! He was laughing as she tossed a grape in the air.

        "Somewhat.... It's-"

        "Complicated.... You said." I crossed my arms staring into his eyes. My stare was cold and unwavering.

        "Please, I'm sorry."

        "I'm going to my brother's." I grabbed my suitcase and went to my car that was running. The girls were already in there, so was their stuff. I put my bag in the trunk. As soon as I closed the trunk, I was turned around and pushed against it. "Louis, get off. I'm leaving."

        "Please stay! I want- NEED you!" I saw sadness and remorse in his eyes as he leaned in and kissed me. He only kissed me like this one other time and that was when we slept together when I got pregnant. "Please." He muttered.

        I spoke as he kissed my neck. "Only if you stop being with her." He stopped and pulled out his phone. He started calling a number as he walked away and spoke in a hushed voice until he came back to where I was.

        "Well, I kinda made arrangements around and Liam will be taking over for me."

        "Oh, yay! Thank you, thank you!"

        "But-"

        "Please, no buts." I begged sadly.

        I will only be around her when she has to be around all of us."

        "Just tell me the truth, Louis." I crossed my arms.

        "Okay, I love you. I do, but I have to hang out with her. I'm sorry; I've tried.

        "Why do you 'have' to, Louis?"

        "I can't tell you."

        "Damnit! We're fucking married and you can't tell me why your with that blonde.... that blonde bitch!" I yelled at him.

        "I've made a promise to keep her identity a secret from everyone. I hate it! I don't want to lie to you so I'm telling you all I can."

        "Louis, there are things being said. Things such as....'' I pulled out my phone. " 'Is Louis getting tired of his wife already?' 'Is Jessica not pleasing Louis well enough or is he looking for a new "friend"?' Louis, I feel like shit!  Are you doing this so you don't have to pay child support? If you are don't. I don't need it. I can work! If need be i have mum and dad, Liam, Ruth, and Niole that would help!"

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