That was five years ago. Now things are a little different.
After that incident, Deno was feeling bad and looking down on himself like he failed himself. He felt he should've been more dependable to saving Jazmines life than to have the lifeguard come out there come to save the both of them.
"Baby. I'ma start hitting up the gym." He said to his wife Cece with his head down, shaking it while he was sitting on the edge of the bed.
"Why? You're fine the way you is now." His wife responded.
He continued to keep his head down repeatedly, having that vision of what happened at the beach. He honestly felt like he failed himself and everyone else, even though that never even crossed anybody's mind. To be real with you, he's been feeling like that for some time now from other situations also. He was feeling like his wife was starting to look down on him. Especially since they don't have sex as much as they used to. They don't even talk about it. It just seemed like her mind was on other matters.
After the incident at the beach, Jazmines mother decided that she didn't want Jazmine over at Summers house anymore. Their was a big disagreement between Jazmines mother and Summers mother while they were all at the hospital while Jazmine and Deno were getting checked out. Jazmines' mother felt like none of this would've happened if they had been more responsible and kept their eyes more on the kids.
Summer and Jazmine still saw each other at school and hung out, but that was it, besides them talking and face timing on the phone. They've been besties since they were eight. Even though their parents didn't see eye to eye, that didn't mean they still couldn't be friends they felt.
Now that they're seventeen, Jazmines mom is a little less strict, and letting Jazmine go back over to Summers' house. Well, she was almost eighteen anyway.
The both of them take gymnastics classes together now. Sometimes Deno takes them and picks them up, or Cece does it.
Since the incident at the beach, Deno switched up his while routine and started hitting up the gym. He's eating better now and taking this taking care of his body thing a lot more seriously. If you were to see him now compared to five years ago, you would most definitely hit a double take. He isn't humongous like a body builder, but he's ripped and shredded like one.
Him having a new body hasn't changed his personality, though. He's still the same ol Deno. Same friends, also same sex drive, but this has created more problems in the household. Cece swears up and down that he's been fucking other women, but honestly this is nothing new. Her insecurities has led to less sex in the bedroom for the both of them also, maybe. She also felt that she had to play mind games with him. She really did feel like he was weak at times, and she used that for her advantage at times. The truth was that he really loved her, but deep down inside, she was just afraid to be alone, and she just needed somebody to be with for her to feel at least halfway complete. A person like that, it's no telling what they would do or what they would have going on.
Just a few nights ago, they were in bed, and he was rubbing up and down her leg. She enjoyed it, and he knew she did, but once he started to try and slide down her panties, she stopped him. "Stooooooop!" She kind of hollered at him. Grabbing a hold of her panties so he couldn't pull them down any further.
"Man it's been like two weeks man, what the fuck?" He said to her out of frustration, but still nothing new to him.
"I'm just not in the mood. I don't feel like it." As she had a little smirk on her face because at the same time this was kinda amusing to her. Her back was facing him so he couldn't see any expressions on her face.
He got up out of bed with a hard dick, and put some basketball shorts on once again frustrated.
"Where you going?" She asked as she slightly turned around seeing him crack open the bedroom door, him trying to see if Summer was walking around.
"Nowhere, just to the bathroom." He mumbled in a disappointed manner.
He didn't see Summer, so he rushed to the bathroom shutting and locking the door.
He looked in the mirror taking a deep breath shaking his head, also looking at his chest and his six pack. He still had a hard on, so he pissed in the tub instead of the toilet. He was thinking about jacking off, but at the same time he was tired of doing that. "Man I'm tired of this shit man." He whispered to himself. Thinking about what the fellas would be talking about when he would be playing cards with them, talking about how much pussy they would be getting from their ol ladies and their side bitches. He knew some of them would be lying, but he himself would lie too and tell them that he was getting plenty of ass and didn't need a side bitch. That he loved his wife and that's all he needed. Some of that was true, but you all see that a lot of it isn't.
Don't get me wrong now, Denos had plenty of attention out in public where hes had plenty of attention from different females. Some even bold enough to come up to him and ask him if he was really married, spotting the ring on his finger from a mile away. Hes always done the right thing and told them that he was happily married. Some women would still give him their number, and he would just erase it on his way home. He didn't want any evidence at all, plus any temptation. Once he started working out, he noticed that he was starting to get more and more attention from females, and that really made him feel better about himself. It was just that he didn't want to cheat. He loved Cece, but it was just the fact that it seemed like she didn't respect the fact that he had needs just like any other man.
After he was done pissing in the tub, and the blood came back to his head, he came out to the living room and did a few pushups. After that, he went and sat on the couch and turned on the TV.
Summer came out of her room and flopped on the couch with him. "Dad, I need a hundred dollars."
He took another deep breath, turning his head gazing at her, "For what?" He asked as this was also becoming a normal thing.
"I need a new practice suit for practice. All the other girls got new ones and mines look old." Giving her dad that look like he had no other choice.
"I'll see what I can do." Turning his vision back to the television, hoping that was all she had to say.
"And dad, can Jazmine come and spend the night on Friday after practice?" Batting her eyes, cheesing at him.
"Yeah I guess so." Him slightly twisting his mouth up on the side of his face.
"Thanks daddy, I love you." Kissing him on his cheek, getting up from the couch, texting on her phone, walking back to her room.
When Friday rolled around, he took Summer to her gymnastics practice and also picked her and Jazmine up.
"I can't stand that girl Sarah. She gone make me slap her ol ugly stuck up a.... uhhh, I mean, she gone make me slap her for real. She always got sum smart to say and don't nobody even be talking to her." Summer in the backseat with her mouth balled up talking to Jazmine.
Jazmine kind of chuckled at her, "It's alright girl. We gone put an end to all that after we put them paws on her. Ion like her neither."
Deno looked in his review mirror, "ay ay ay, ain't gone be none of that. Y'all ain't in that program to be fighting and carrying on. This something y'all wanted to do right?" As he kept looking in the review mirror because they were at a red light.
"Right." They both said at the same time like just to shut him up.
The light turned green and he looked in his review once more and saw Jazmine wink at him. He thought he was tripping at first, but when he looked into his review again, he caught her smiling at him. Summer was looking through her phone.
He dropped them off at his house and left to go link up with a few of his buddies to drink and play some spades. He was ready to talk his shit, especially after he get some drinks up in him. He and his spade partner did pretty well a couple weeks ago and he was expecting the same tonight.
After spending the night losing and taking countless shots of Grey Goose and Hennessy, Deno was dead drunk and it was time for everyone to split up and do their own thing. It was almost two o'clock in the morning and he knew he had to get home asap.
Meanwhile back at home, Summer and Jazmine were still up, mostly talking about school and boys. Summer was lying down, but Jazmine wasn't ready to hit the sheets yet.
"Girl, I'm telling you, that nigga ain't shit. He is dogging yo ass Summer. It's all round school that he smashed Shavara, and Reesy caught him tryna talk to Alicia. Man wake up. This nigga is fucking playing you brah." Jazmine standing over Summer steady pulling the sheets from over her head because Summer kept pulling the sheets over her head not wanting to hear what Jazmine was trying to tell her.
After Jazmine pulled the sheets all the way off of her again, Summer sucked her teeth, turning her head, giving Jazmine a nasty look. "Brah, like what the fuck is up wit you? He used to go wit Shavara, and yeah he been fucked her, so why you keep bringing that shit back up?" Summer said to Jazmine with a straight up attitude, still with that nasty look on her face. "And Alicia friendly anyways. Ain't nobody worried bout her ugly ass." As Summer grabbed the sheets from the end of the bed and putting them back over her head.
Jazmine was still standing over her with her arms crossed, shaking her head. "Girl, you can't be that stupid." Jazmine said to her as Summer came from under the sheets with her arm to give Jazmine a middle finger. "Ok. I'ma leave it alone, but I'ma prove to you how much of a fuck nigga he really is." As Jazmine sat on the bed, staring at Summer, shaking her head.
Deno made it home safely. Good thing his buddy didn't stay that far away. He was drunk as hell.
When he stumbled in, he went straight to the bedroom to see if Cece was awoke, but of course, she wasn't. He wanted a piece of ass which he was preying and hoping he could get on his way home.
He took his shoes off and got into bed with him smelling like a whole bottle of Hennessy.
He started kissing on her neck, rubbing on her like he usually does, trying to wake her up gently. He did, but she wasn't with it.
"Come on man DAMN!" She hollered as she slapped his hand off of her. Her back was facing towards him as usual.
"Come on baby. Give me like two minutes now." He slurred at her with his hot alcoholic breath in her ear.
She didn't respond.
He leaned back, just lying there staring at the back of her head with another hard on. "Well motha fuck you then you homo mothafucka!" He slurred at her kind of loudly.
"Bitch fuck you you drunk bitch. Take yo ass out in the living room wit that bullshit!" She responded back to him out of aggravation.
He got up out of bed talking shit, but you could barely understand what he was saying.
He went to the kitchen and opened the refrigerator. He had a twenty four ounce Heineken that hadn't even been cracked open yet. He grabbed it and opened it, drinking it like he hadn't had anything to drink in days.
He went to the couch and turned on the TV, flipping through the channels, just trying to see what was on.
He honestly didn't need anymore alcohol in him. Sometimes he gets like this on the weekends. He barely drinks on the weekdays but he has started lately. He was so drunk that his whole world was spinning. He knew he had to put that Heineken down. He was gonna throw up eventually if he didn't. He was at the point now where he couldn't even get up if he wanted to.
Jazmine was still in the room with Summer strolling through her phone as Summer was dozing off.
Jazmine was getting frustrated with Summer also, steady telling her the same thing over and over again about her boyfriend. She just hated the fact that Summer was getting played like this, and it was so obvious to see that the dude didn't care anything about her.
Jazmine had to use the bathroom, so she got up and opened the door, walking through the living room, seeing Deno knocked out on the couch with a half can of Heineken on the table. She put two and two together. It was obvious what it was.
She went to the bathroom and peed.
After she was done, she took her panties all the way off, leaving the bathroom with them in her hand. The only thing her and Summer were wearing were long T-shirts and panties.
She went back into Summers room, placing the panties up underneath Summers bed, quietly walking back out, lightly closing the door behind her.