“Oh, my goodness! Hey, little puppy!” I cooed, bending down to pick the puppy up. “Aren’t you just the cutest little thing ever!” I gushed.
“So, look who decided to finally come home. Where you been, Ava?” Justin asked, stepping into the kitchen.
“We need to talk.” I replied as I put the puppy down then patted and rubbed on his stomach.
“Oh, ya think? I agree. Let’s start with where you been for the last four days!” Justin replied as he stood there watching me play with the puppy.
“I needed some time to sort things out.”
“We’re married. You can’t just pick up and leave whenever you want to and not say shit to me about where you are! That shit wasn’t cool at all.”
“Oh, really!” I jeered. “You got a lot of nerve. It’s funny that you say that, but you think you can leave whenever the hell you want and go fuck on some trick and think the shit is okay! What the fuck!” I sneered. “I wanna know why? What have I done to you that was so bad for you to do me like that?”
“First off, let me explain. It’s not what you think.”
“Oh, save it. I found a condom wrapper in your pocket, J, really! Try again ‘cause you can’t lie and get yourself out of this shit. And please don’t say that you were with Tate and the condom wrapper was his ‘cause that would be some dumb shit you’d say. At the end of the day, you cheated. So, if you’re not going to come clean and dumb the shit down, then I don’t want to hear shit.”
“Speaking of that, you were wrong for searching through my stuff! I’ve never gone searching through your shit! What possessed you to do that?!”
“I know you fucking lying to me! What possessed me? For the record, I wasn’t searching through your shit. I was putting a load in the washer and came across it when I checked your pockets as I always do before putting clothes in the machine, crazy ass man. And you never search through my shit because I’ve never given you a reason to do no shit like that. Hell, the way I see it is wemarried now, and if I wanna search through your shit, I fuckin’ can, especially since you don’t seem to have any respect for me or our marriage! Staying out all night like your ass is single.”
“Yeah, okay, that’s your story. Like you should talk! Yo ass was just gone for four fucking days and ain’t said a motherfucking thing to me about it. You just up and left like THAT shit was cool!”
“Boy, bye! ‘Cause me leaving to get peace of mind because my husband chose to step out on our marriage is no comparison to what you did and have been doing!”
“Like I said, that’s your story!” Justin sneered, not understanding where I was coming from.
“Really, so what’s your story then? Who’s this bitch you been out fucking around on me with?”
“Look, I fucked up, okay?”
“Who was it, Justin?” I asked. I didn’t want to hear shit about how he fucked up. I already knew that. I just wanted to know who the hell he was fucking around with.
“It don’t matter who it is, ‘cause the shit didn’t mean nothin’. I’m sorry. I made a mistake and it will never happen again. Can we just get past this and start over please?”
“I know you fuckin’ lyin’! We can’t just get past shit! I wanna know what made you do what you did.”
“I said I was sorry. I promise you don’t have to worry bout me ever doing nothing like that again.”
“So, is that what the puppy is for? A sympathy gift, huh! You’re really a piece of work, dude.”
“Now come on, Ava. You said you wanted a dog, so I got you one. I just admitted to you I was wrong, and I apologized. What’s the problem now? Like what the fuck, I can’t catch a break to save my soul with yo ass!”
“What you want me to say, J? Really, how you expect for me to feel? I’ve done everything in my power to show you I love youand would do anything for you, and you repay me by cheating on me! I fuck you when you want. I cook, keep a clean house, and wash your damn dirty ass draws! Hell, I’m EVERY WOMAN to you and you still managed to go astray. Did you ever stop to think how I would feel? Do you feel any guilt for what you’ve done to our marriage… to me?”
“Look, I get it.”
“I don’t think you do. You think getting me a puppy is going to make what you did just disappear! Fuck you, J! I can’t do this anymore with you. You don’t love or respect me. It’s a shame it took for me to catch your ass to finally get it. I just wanna know why you married me in the first damn place! Huh, why did you fucking marry me, just to turn around and hurt me like this?” I cried. Now I was crying tears because he was talking nonsense trying to make me feel wrong for taking time for myself when he was the one in the wrong. The fucking nerve of him!
“First off, I married you because I love you, Ava. Like I said, I fucked up and if you give me another chance, you’ll never have to worry about me ever hurting you again. Just give me one more chance to prove to you that I want you and only you. I want our marriage, and I love you… only you. I didn’t mean it… I promise you I didn’t. I was just pissed off when I left the other night, and I did something that I shouldn’t have done. I promise you that I will never do it again. Just please forgive me this one time. Please, babe.” Justin said as he walked up to me and wiped the tears that had fallen from the side of my face with the back side of his hand.
“I don’t know. I think we need a little time apart from each other.”
“Time apart! What you mean we need a lil’ time apart? Those four days you were away wasn’t enough?”
“Not by a longshot ‘cause you don’t get that what you did was wrong. All you focused on is the fact that I left to clear my mind.”
“I miss you, baby. PLEASE,” he pleaded. “Please baby, please just give me one more chance for me to prove you’re the only WOMAN, that I want and need. Baby, don’t throw away all we have worked so hard for over one lil’ mistake. I hate sleeping in an empty bed. I need you, Ava.”
