Chapter 2

—(Here on out it is both perspectives. Alternating their answers and actions.)

Zeke looked at his husband, Justin, with teary eyes. Everything and everywhere ached on him. His face hurt from the awful beating. He couldn't express how sorrowful he was for hurting his husband yet again, probably the eighth time.

"L- Love. I am sorry, I didn't… I do love you. Please understand this. It was a mistake. It was a horrible mistake. An honest to God mistake. I love you. You're the only one I love!"

As he spoke he didn't understand what he was saying to be true. If it was true, would he have laid in bed with another man? Why would he have an affair so many times? It just didn't make sense to Zeke, himself.

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"It doesn't add up, why do you even continue to lie? Was it so hard to tell me that you didn't love me anymore? It was so simple to say, but no you did this eight times. Eight times! And every time you were caught! But now, I will force you to love me."

Justin stood up and went to grab a bottle of water, downing it down. Trying to soothe his anger and dehydration.

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"Love I'm not lying! I swear I love you! They were mistakes. Moments of weakness to fill in the loneliness while you were gone. I swear that's it and nothing more. I already love you."

Zeke looked at his husband, the tone in his voice when Justin spoke, Zeke was not fond of it. Zeke watched his love as best he could, afraid. It was probably the first time, he had ever been so scared of what his husband would do. Earlier was extreme, and now Zeke was in a room unfamiliar even to his eyes.

"Love, you don't need to force me to do anything. I won't… I won't do it again. I love you, I do!" Zeke cried.

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"The lies you continue to tell. How many men there was that you told them you loved them, while married to me?… Never mind, it wouldn't matter because I can do whatever I please to you. Do you want something to drink?" Justin asked as he already was in motion to get another water bottle.

Nothing that Zeke said, stuck with him. If it was so easy to just forgive and forget, Justin would. But no, it happened eight times. And every other time, I did that and nothing changed. Now he was taking matters into his own hands.

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"Justin, don't do this. We can work this out some other way. I won't do it. I never ever told them that. Anything sweet, I saved for you"

The blond eyes watered as he tried to compose himself in front of Justin. His throat ran dry almost immediately when his husband mentioned something to drink. Zeke swallowed his saliva hard in an attempt to mimic drinking but, his body was in need of water. He nodded his head quietly to his husband.

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Justin walked over to the blond, sitting on the edge of the bed. Opening the water bottle and carefully angling it to his lover's mouth.

"Zeke I give up trying to be nice to you. I don't believe in simply divorcing you without trying it my way first. So keep trying because it would not work on me. I gave you everything, but you just kept on cheating." Justin voiced was nonchalant. He, for sure, was anger but he already bruised his lover and that right there is a problem. If Zeke so happened to run away to the cops, he would be arrested. Not that there are cops nearby, but the ones that often parol areas that are "abandon" like this cabin, just in case.

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Zeke swallowed the water letting the cold wetness coat the back of his throat. He closed his eyes seconds later, thinking. How can he convince his husband he loved him despite what he did to him? Man up? Confess? No that might make it worse.

"I know, I faltered but this time it was an accident. I swear it! I missed you. I had a few drinks and went out of the house because cooking was impossible at that stage. I had a few more and one thing led to another. And it wasn't supposed to happen. I can't explain this morning, it all happened so fast." Zeke voiced trembled. He knew what he did was wrong, yet he knew he could stop it at any moment, but didn't.

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Justin groaned and rose of the bed. He was getting quite tired of hearing Zeke repeat the words he hated most to hear. Everything he said, felt like one lie to the next. He walked over to the cabin in the far corner of the room, taking a pill out of a container, and walked back over to his bounded lover.

"I don't want to hear anymore Zeke. I am done listening to you, so just obey and comply with what I will do to you. Open your mouth and take this."

Justin raised the pill in front of the blond's face, positioning it to his mouth, getting irritated by the second. Thinking if it really was an accident how can Zeke so easily recite everything they did, second by second.

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Zeke looked away from his cruel husband. At first, he had every thought running through his mind about refusing the pill, but after reconsidering what position he was in, he opened his mouth. Justin was his husband for crying out loud, he wouldn't give him something that would hurt him, would he? The blond doubted it very much, but that wasn't what made him accept the pill willingly. Justin told him he was done listening. There was no point in trying to get him to understand if he stopped caring what he was saying.

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Justin placed the pill on his tongue, giving himself an inward grin. I poured the rest of the water from the bottle into his mouth and he willingly accepts. Justin was shocked by Zeke's sudden action of being quiet, maybe he soon realizes that might be his own mistake.

"Do me a favor and let me know when you feel needy. And don't resist telling me." He grinned at him. My poor helpless bride had willingly taken an Aphrodite pill, which is a Viagra.