"So how is Jeffrey in bed?" Emily asked, smiling awkwardly at me.
"What?" I asked in shock, looking down at my phone, waiting for Jeffrey to save me from the awkward conversation with Emily.
"I'm only kidding. I'm done cleaning now" She said, packing her stuff.
"Do you know Jeffrey?" I asked.
"More than you know," She said and winked at me.
"Okay, bye" I said, closing the front door slowly.
After a long mind-blowing conversation with myself, I decided to call Jeffrey.
"Hi, Emma," Jeffrey said, turning on his camera.
"Why did you hire Emily?" I asked directly, raising my eyebrows.
"Who?" He asked.
"Emily the cleaning lady?" I said looking down.
"What the heck, I didn't hire-" He said, raising his voice to the point where I was getting scared.
"There was a woman here today, she said you hired her, her name is Emily" I said, placing my phone on the table.
"What the fuck, lock the door Emma" He said in anger.
"Don't worry she was harmless" I said, locking the door.
"No.. she isn't" He replied.
"So you actually know her?" I asked.
"Kind of" He sighed.
"Jeffrey?"
"Sorry, can I call you later?" He said, looking extremely sad.
"Of course" I replied and hung up.
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Jeffrey's POV
"Fucking psyco" I yelled, throwing my phone to the ground.
"What's wrong?" Norman asked, entering the trailer.
"Emily visited Emma today" I sighed, picking up my now broken phone.
"Oh, fuck, how the fuck does she know where you live?" Norman asked.
"I don't know" I replied, covering my face with my hands.
"Hey Jeff, you okay?" Norman asked, touching my shoulder.
My eyes turned red and I could feel my tears running down my cheeks.
"What am I suppose to tell Emma? Should I really tell her that I fucked that girl before I meet her?" I sighed.
"At least that's the truth" Norman said, handing me a handkerchief.
"Yeah I know, but Emma have been is so sensitive lately" I said, wiping away my tears.
"Jeffrey... tell her the truth! No matter how much it hurts.. you should never lie to her, I know how much you love her, you and Emma weren't a thing when you screwed that bitch. It's more than 4 months ago" Norman replied.
"You're right, but-" I said, looking down at my phone.
"She will leave me, I'm sure... I'm just an old idiot who can't even protect her or get her pregnant".
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