Fate

Chapter 11

Skye

I woke the next morning to the sound of chatter and the smell of eggs. Sitting up, I see Jason and Jesse in the kitchen. Laughing and cooking. It took me a moment to process the scene. Last night was a blur. I saw Jason turn and give Jesse a quick kiss. Then it all came crashing in. A floodgate of replay from last night's sexcapades. Holy s**t. That really happened. I sit up. My head was pounding. Jesse must have seen me stirring. She skipped over to me, sitting down in front of me. "Good morning!" She said cheerfully, leaning forward to kiss my cheek. I couldn't speak. I gave a tired grunt. She reached onto the couch where she had put a T-shirt and shorts for me, handing them to me. Pulling the shirt over my naked body, I was still processing. My thoughts whirring.

Jesse interrupted my thoughts with a gleeful, "So, last night means we are all together now, right?" I was at a loss for words. I didn't want to share my husband more than that. Before I could open my mouth to clarify, Jason spoke up "Of course it does. We are one now. I wouldn't want to give either of you up." His voice was outright giddy. What the hell? What the f**k. He didn't think that warranted a private conversation first? I felt trapped. I just gave a small smile, pulled my shorts on and got up to go to the bathroom.

A few hours later Jesse left. I had barely said anything while she was still there. Jason came over and sat next to me. He put his arm around me, but I turned to him. My voice was unable to hide my anger. "Why the f**k did you not have a private conversation with me before agreeing to be romantically involved with her?" His eyes widened, then darkened. "You are my wife. You belong to me. If I want to bring a girl into this relationship that we just f****d, I do not need your permission. I will, however, agree that if it becomes too much for you, I will end things with her. I will not continue. We will not have any relationship with her. But you will need to try." I opened my mouth to speak, but no words came out. This is not what I want. He isn't giving me a choice without trying. He's just pushing me into this. "Besides," he continued, "it's not like anyone else will have you." Tears threatened my eyes. He could see them swelling up. "f*****g pathetic" he grumbled. He stood up, grabbing his keys. "You will try. You will do what I say." He stated. Then walked out of the house.

I sat on that couch for another hour. Bringing my knees to my chest and just letting myself cry. What the hell happened? What the hell did I get myself into? He never spoke to me like this before we got married, did he? I genuinely couldn't remember. This was not what I envisioned life to be like.