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"I don't lie, no I don't pretend. And your guard up, that's defense. Let it down, girl I swear I won't let you down." - Bryson Tiller

JESSICA

I got some good rest last night. The beach house is always relaxing to me. I'm thinking about moving out of our mansion. It's way too many painful memories in that house and I want a fresh start.

I walk into the kitchen then smile at our family portrait. I'm so at peace right now. Plus, the sounds of the waves outside are so calming.

My phone starts ringing. It's my therapist, Johnathan. I haven't talked to him since the death of his wild twin brother Jason who was using him as an alibi.

I answer it then put my phone on speaker. "Hey." I say. "Good morning. I was just calling to tell you I'm back in my office. I apologize. I was mourning the loss of my brother but I'm back and ready to continue this journey with you." he says. "Sorry for your loss." I say. "It's okay. I'm making it. So, let's set up your next appointment." he says. "Is today okay?" I ask. "My schedule is clear right now, actually." he says. "Okay. I'll be there in an hour." I tell him. "Okay. See you then, bye." he says. I hang up my phone.

I walk to the back of the house then open up the closet. I grab Ant's Miami Heat tee shirt he left here then put it on. I'm not really trying to dress up at all. I have a few things to do today. First, I'm going to my session, picking Amari, LaLa, and Tae up, then I'm going house hunting.

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I'm wrapping my session up now. "So, I recommend couple's therapy if you really want to fix it. But if that relationship is that toxic to the point you're going crazy as you told me, maybe you should leave it alone. It will not be easy but you have to put yourself first and make yourself happy." Johnathan says.

"Do you think our problems come from me always looking for the bad?" I ask. "Not exactly. It comes from a lack of trust and communication. A lack of honesty as well. I strongly suggest couple's therapy. And I suggest you two sit down as soon as possible to be honest about things." he says.

I nod my head then stand. "Well, thanks. I have to go get my babies now." I say. He stands then hugs me. "See you later." he says. I smile then walk to the door. "Can I see you later?" he asks.

I turn around then look at him. "What do you mean? Of course you'll see me later, you're my therapist." I say. "No. Can I see you later as in tonight? Jessica, if I'm out of line, I apologize. But I wanted to ask if you would like to spend your evening with me." he says.

I stare at him for a second. "Well... I'm spending time with my kids." I answer. I'm really watching movies with the younger ones. He looks down in embarrassment, I guess. "But I'm free right now. For about an hour." I say. He smiles.

"Let's go eat. I'll follow you to wherever you'd like to go." he says. "That's fine." I say. {I already know yall finna bash tf out of her lol}

We went to a Mexican resturant, talked, and ate the whole time. I actually enjoyed myself. Now we're at the mall walking, talking, and shopping.

"Does this look right for a three year old boy or is it feminine?" I ask, holding up a purple and yellow LSU tank top in Amari's size. "It looks feminine as shit." he answers, making me laugh then put it back.

"Whatever. What's something you always wanted to do?" I ask, grabbing a pair of gray Nike shorts with the black swish for Tae. "I don't know. Jump out of a plane. You?" he asks. "I always wanted to go on a safari in Jamaica." I answer. "Well, you and your children should make that memory some day." he says.

I smile then nod my head. The next time the kids are out of school, we might do that. "Do you want some ice cream?" he asks. "No. I actually need to be heading home so I can spend time with my babies." I answer. "Alright. I enjoyed you today. We should do it again." he says, pulling me in a hug. I nod my head. He kisses me on my cheek then my forehead.

I pull away from him, awkwardly staring at him. He smiles a little. "Why are you looking at me like that?" he asks. "I don't know. I'll see you around, okay?" I say, then quickly walk away. He grabs my hand then pulls me back, crashing his lips into mine.

My eyes widen as he kisses me. "Whoa. What the hell, Johnathan what was that about?" I ask. He steps away. "I grew to love you over time." he admits. I look at him funny. "I'm legal, respectful, I have no children, and I'm loving and supportive. You've seen that for yourself over this time you've been my client. Give me a chance." he says.

"What? Johnathan, you tripping. I'm married and you know my husband." I say. "You are way too beautiful to waste your time on something that simply won't work. Stop chasing waterfalls, Jessica." he says, looking me in my eyes.

"I'm not chasing anything." I say. he gently grabs my chin, staring in my eyes. "You should stop sacrificing your self and your happiness for other people, your husband included. That is not healthy. If you feel drained instead of alive in his presence, let it go. Does he always have your best interest in mind? No. Does he belittle you? I'm sure you know the honest answer to that. Does he make promises but never keep them? I believe that's a yes based on my notes from you two. I understand yall have been through some shit. Trust me, I do. I truly get it. But when the pain starts to outweigh the peace, it's time to burn bridges and let it go. And I mean this from the bottom of my heart. Not because I'm into you but because you need to be happy. If you continue to stress this way, you will end up in a hospital. Ask yourself is he really worth your health? Is the shit he put you through really worth it?" he asks, looking in my eyes.

I look away from him. "Johnathan, you don't know what you talking about." I mumble. "Which is why you have me as your therapist, right? " he sarcastically asks, slightly grinning.

"Just stop." I say, touching his wrist as he holds my chin. "Let my face go." I add. "You really are an enemy of the truth. You are afraid of it." he says, continuing to stare in my eyes while holding my chin. He leans a little closer. "What's on your mind, beautiful?" he softly asks, slightly tilting his head.

It's like I'm hypnotized or something. "Johnathan just stop." I say. He softly kisses my lips. "Did I stimulate your mind?" he whispers in my ear. I look down as he softly kisses my neck.

"Get off me, now." I demand. He steps away, smiling a little. He gently grabs my hand. "Let me show you what a real man is. Something he could never do." he says.

I roughly push him. "Shut the fuck up. Don't disrespect him. Just... goodbye Johnathan." I say while storming away. He gently grabs my arm then pulls me in his embrace. "I wasn't trying to upset you. I can just picture us living good and carefree together in the future. Let your guard down, Jessica." he says, resting his chin on top of my head. "Get off me. Quit trying to play mind games with me." I say. "I'm not trying to play mind games. I'm speaking my truth. You're so used to being lied to and hurt to where you can't even trust me or take my word seriously." he says.

"Get the hell off of me. I'm married." I say, backing away from him. He gently lifts my head by my chin then smiles a little. "I can tell you like what you hear." he says. "Bye, Johnathan. Get your damn self together. You're just my therapist and I'm married." I say. "You know everything I said is true." he says. "Bye." I say, walking away from him.

ANT

"Damn, hurry up. She'll be home in a minute, hurry yall asses up!" I yell at the celebrity make up artist and hairstylists I invited into my house. I honestly have been planning something for Jessica for a few weeks. These bitches taking forever to set up. I want them to pamper Jessica here. Then I'm taking her out. We hardly even get to spend time with each other so I had to get this plan so right. I'm really a good dude and I love her despite my flaws.

"Noble, put some more rose pedals outside. You was supposed to have em leading in the house, up the stairs, and to our room." I say as he walks around picking the pedals off the fresh red roses.

"Aight." he says, opening the front door. "Come here, Amari." I say as he sits in the floor playing with his toys. He looks up then starts making noises, trying to talk to me in full sentences. I open my arms. He runs and jumps in them. "I love you lil man." I say. He starts clapping and laughing. "I'm three daddy." he says, counting three of his fingers. "I'm thirty seven. I'm a old man." I joke, laughing. I still look young as fuck. "I'm thirty." he says, trying to stick his chest out. I laugh then kiss his cheek. I put him down.

Reign jogs down the stairs. "Daddy... okay, so me, LaLa, and KeKe friend Khari have been at the mall and boutiques all morning trying to find the perfect outfits for you and momma for tonight. So like, I hope you like them." she says. I nod my head. I had my kids in on this too. All of them have a specific task. KeKe is supposed to be making sure everything is okay with the other plans I made so that's where he is.

"Daddy, she pulling up!" LaLa yells, running inside the house. Her job was to be the look out. "Okay. Reign, go make sure Majesty and Jessie rolled the weed like they was supposed to." I say. She nods her head then rushes up the stairs.

Jessica opens the front door then looks at me funny. "Who the hell been playing in the roses I planted? Why my shit all over the driveway?" she asks. I step out her way so she can see they're leading up the stairs. "Oh. My bad. What's going on? Like, am I being Punk'd?" she asks, looking around at all the candles and shit.

"Can I get a hug?" I ask. She folds her arms across her chest then leans back on the door. "Can I get honesty and loyalty?" she sarcastically asks.

I pull her in my arms. "Believe me when I tell you I was talking shit out of anger. I couldn't move on if I wanted to, Jessica and I'm sorry." I say. "You stay breaking promises and saying you're sorry." she says, walking around me. She starts sniffing the air as I follow her through the house. She quickly turns around. "Who you got in my house?" she asks. "What you mean?" I ask, confused. "It smells like another bitch in here. All that fucking perfume. You know what, fuck you dude. You had a bitch in my mothafuckin house again! Why do I even try? You make me so damn sick, I promise on my babies graves you a trifling mothafucka! I hate you, Ant! I really-" I cut her yelling off by crashing my lips into hers, pinning her to the wall while I kiss her.

"Look at me." I say. "Look at you for what, nigga? For what? I was the dumb ass who took you back the last time your disrespectful ass had that hoe in my bed that I sleep in! Now you done had a hoe in my shit again! Damn, that nigga was right!" she yells. "Calm yo ass down, Jessica. What nigga was right about what?" I ask. "Don't worry bout it. You'll know when you wake up single as hell cause I'm fucking through!" she yells.

I snatch her up, roughly shaking her by her shoulders. "Calm the hell down! Quit running yo big ass mouth and listen to me! I did not cheat on you and I didn't bring no bitch in this house! Damn, quit accusing me mane! Always looking down on me like I'm just gone shit on you! Now shut up and listen to me!" I yell, immediately shutting her up. She licks her lower lip, changing her demeanor. "Mane... leave me al-" I cut her off by holding my hand up. "Shut up and listen to me. I told you bout trying to run over me. It's not gone happen. Shut yo ass up and come here." I demand.

"Nope." she says. "Fuck off." she adds. I pick her up then lay her over my shoulder. "Ant, put me down. I'm dead ass not in the mood for your ass right now, my nigga. Like, dead ass, G." she says. "So now I'm G? So now I'm nigga? Mane, quit being mad cause I put yo mean ass in place. Just be quiet." I say, toting her up the stairs.

"You see them? This is who is in our house, Jessica. She is a professional make up artist and she's a celebrity hair stylist. I promise on my sister's grave I didn't cheat and they mean nothing to me. I just met them. That's Joy and that's Coral." I say, pointing at the both of them as they stare at us in shock and confusion from all the yelling. I have them set up in the other big bathroom up here.

"Oh. Hey. What they here for?" she asks. "You. We going out on some real shit. So, I ran you a warm bath. Go relax then put your robe on. I'll take everything from there." I say, leading her to our bedroom.

She stares at me while I slowly undress her, looking in her eyes. "Get in with me." she says, stepping in the large jacuzzi tub full of hot water, bubbles, and rose pedals. "You know I gotta go out there and make sure shit in order." I say, smiling a little. We haven't had sex in so long so hopefully tonight I go out with a bang. I might just make another baby. Who knows?

"Just for a second." she says. "Fine." I say, undressing myself. I get in with her. "What?" she asks. "Stop staring." she adds. "I'm just admiring." I say in all honesty. Sometimes I just stop and stare at her. She really is everything to me.

She walks over to me then straddles my lap, tracing a heart on my chest with the water. I rest my hands on her butt, staring at the roses in the water. "What's wrong?" she asks, wrapping her arms around my neck. Damn, this water feels so good. "I'm just scared." I admit. "Of?" she asks. "Of myself." I answer. "Why?" she asks. "It's like every time I do something good for you or at least try to make you happy it only lasts for a second. I always end up saying something the wrong way or doing something to hurt you. That don't even be my intentions. I'm clearly so deeply in love with you. I just stay fucking up. I'm a good dude and you been having my heart since I was seventeen when we met so this is where I want to be. But it's like it's hard to show the good in me cause I did so much wrong to where you can't even trust me. I'm just scared to fuck this up." I tell her. I would never express myself like that to anyone else but this is between me and my wife and it's genuine.

She lays her head on my shoulder, then gently kisses me on my neck while I hold her. "I love you, Ant. Okay? Like... no matter how bad shit gets or if we don't work out, just know I love you. You got my heart, Ant. For real. I mean that. You really do have my heart. And I love you so much and I hate how bad off we got. I just wanna love the right way." she says, crying on my chest. "I act hard like I don't give a fuck and like I'm okay with everything. I act like I'll be perfectly fine without you and I act like the shit you do don't even phase me but it does. That shit breaks my heart, Ant. I don't even know how we got so far from how we used to be." she adds, crying harder.

I kiss her lips then lift her off me. I grab my phone off the sink then get back in the tub. I pull her back to me so she can straddle my lap again. "You know what... let's be honest about shit we hiding once and for all. For real. The truth hurts but let's just get it over with." I say.

She nods her head. "Well... I cheated on you a while ago. I was in a whole relationship with another man until he found out I was married. We didn't have sex... but I still cheated on you cause I knew you cheated on me and I did it out of spite." she says.

"Who the hell is he?" I ask. "That's not important, Ant. He was a geeky computer nerd." she answers, laughing a little. I shake my head, laughing. "Aight... so I want you to hear it from me first. I got my dick sucked by Naysa... not the day at the hospital but I did let her do it after that. I don't know why. I felt guilty so I stopped her like after one minute but it still happened when I was mad at you. I'm sorry for that shit, okay? I wanted to tell you cause the guilt was so strong but I couldn't." I admit, taking a deep breath.

"I already knew." she says. "How?" I ask. "You left the house pissed at me for finding texts in my phone between me and Torren calling another man handsome so you got mad assuming I cheated on you. Your entire face was red and you were breathing heavily when you left the house. You came back looking more guilty than mad. You cooked for me and tried to wait on me hand and foot. And you'd randomly be staring off into space with a sad, guilty expression on your face. Plus, I heard you on three way with Tez and Vonte trying to see if telling me was the right thing or not." she says.

I nod my head. "Well, I'm sorry." I say. She shrugs her shoulders. "It is what it is now." she says. "But... give me your phone." she demands. I hand it to her. She starts scrolling through it. "I do not want you ever talking to her again, Ant. Cut her off cause if you don't do it, I will. And if I cut the bitch off, she'll be a memory cause imma kill that hoe." she says.

I smile a little. "Okay." I say, blocking Naysa's number, then deleting her out my phone. "Now give me some love." I say, lifting her up by her thighs. "Ugh, why you gotta be so strong? Put me down, Ant." she says, laughing while I hold her over my head. I lean back against the rim of the tub then sit her down on my face. "I'm just trynna eat that pussy." I say, burying my head between her legs.

Lol K so part 2 gone be up later.

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Johnathan, Ant, or Montana? Lmao let's go