(From Blue's Perspective)
"You saw her?" Dem asked Bree, who shook her head. Bree was shocked at her father's behavior. I could not bla her. Dem did look crazy, as if he could kill soone on the spot.
I placed my hand on Dem's arm. "Honey…"
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"Did you know?" he asked angrily although he did not pull his arm away.
"Know what? Co on, we don't know for certain. Besides, it doesn't matter even if she looks like . It sounds so ridiculous anyway," I said.
"Doesn't matter?" Dem barked. "You know what it ans, don't you? That he always wanted to fuck you? So he got himself soone that looks like you? I won't be surprised if he calls her Blue in bed!"
"Dem! Our daughter is here!"
"I don't fucking care!"
"But I do!"
I got up and stord out of the dining hall with Dem right behind . He grabbed my wrist and pinned against the wall, not caring who saw us.
"You knew about his feelings? And you never told anything? In fact, you lied to my face! I told you many tis that the bastard has feelings for you. But you were like- 'No, he doesn't, Dem. He is just my friend. A good friend of mine. You are just overreacting.' Fucking hell, Blue!"
"You are not even sure it's true, Dem!" I yelled.
"Dion knows. Go and ask him," he said.
"Dem…"
"I know our son. I saw his face when I asked him. It's true, Blue. What I said is the goddamn truth!"
"You are hurting . Let go." He did not let go, but loosened his grip.
"We are going to our bedroom," he said as he pulled with him.
I did not fight him as he took to our bedroom. He closed the door. It was better to fight here rather than outside where everyone could see us, including our kids.
Dem tried to open his mouth, but I placed my finger on his lips and shook my head.
"Listen to , okay? Just for a minute. Then, you can say and do whatever it is that you want," I said. I did not wait for him to give affirmation. "First of all, let's say Evan has feelings for or used to have. So what?"
"What do you an 'so what'?" he asked, almost yelling.
"I an what I said. So what, Dem? Think about it. So what? What if he likes romantically or sexually? Does it matter, Dem? n want . You have to deal with it," I said as calmly as possible. "Won want you too, Dem. Do I scream at your face for it?"
"Why would I when you are loyal to ?" I continued. "Am I not loyal? Have I ever given you a reason to worry about my loyalty?"
"I know you won't ever cheat on , but…"
"There is no 'but', Dem. Being jealous is fine, Dem. Normal. But to what extent? Not like this! Even if Evan has feelings for , it doesn't matter. Neither Evan nor I ever tried to do sothing behind your back. We are friends, Dem! Just friends! I don't care if he likes romantically. He never told anything and I will pretend like I don't know anything. That's how it works. You can't be going berserk every ti you get jealous!"
I felt tears prickling. "You did that in front of the kids, Dem."
He cursed under his breath and wrapped his arms around . "I'm sorry, baby. I can't… I can't seem to control myself."
"You never can!"
"I'm sorry. I really am sorry."
He was not sorry. I knew my husband. He was sorry I was sad. He was not sorry for what he did. He was still angry and jealous.
Still, I let him hug and kiss . He said sorry many tis without aning it. My husband lied to make feel better even though I knew he was lying.
"Still, can you tell him not to co?" Dem asked.
I pushed him away. "What the fuck do you an by that, Dem? He is my friend! He is coming here and that's final!"
***
Dem and I fought for a good while after that again. We stopped fighting only after having sex. Our fights almost always ended that way. Rarely any of our fights lasted more than a day.
We had eaten long past midnight on the bed since we had not finished our dinner. I felt fine after that. Being full always had that effect.
"You shouldn't act like that," I told Dem.
"No, I…"
"Please listen to first," I said, holding up my hand. "If you act like that, it will have a negative effect on our children."
"Like influence them in a bad way?"
"Yeah."
He laughed. "Please, darling. They are not kids. Sure, Bree is younger than the boys and probably will be a little influenced, although I don't think so. Dion and Demian are way past the age to be influenced."
"You have been acting jealous like this all their lives, Dem."
"I can't change myself for them, Blue!"
"Well, no, but you can surely try not to do it in front of them. Do it in the bedroom, Dem! That's all I'm asking of you!"
"Bree looks up to you, you know that, right?" I continued. "Let's say the boys don't really care about how you act. But what about our daughter? You and I both know that she wants to be like you."
"I don't see why."
"Well, that's because she loves you and thinks you are an amazing king," I said. "Co on, Dem. You can understand that, can't you? Can't you be a little considerate."
He shrugged. "I'll try. Maybe a little bit."
I stared at him.
"Fine, Blue. I will really try okay. I will make an effort," he said and hugged . "But I truly hate to imagine soone being so in love with you that he just wants you to be happy even if it ans he can't have you."
"Are you talking about Evan? Dem, we are not even sure…"
"He never told you how he felt. He probably still loves you, but knows that you love , so he never spoke up. Maybe he never will either."
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