A/N: this is an original work of fiction, that I am adapting for Jori because I need opinions before I post. I see this community continues to thrive and I trust you. So please help me out with your reviews and keep me writing. Thanks, guys!- S.K.

Jade and Beck

"I don't think it's out of the realm of expectation that we do have sex when we're out of town Jade." My husband said to me, as I pulled my spanks over my mommy's belly. I turned to face him and glared at him.

He still looks like he did in high school, with his thick dark hair and bushy black eyebrows over gorgeous hazel eyes. He's good-looking. I mean there's no doubt that any woman married or unmarried to him would want to be held in his arms and made love to.

I should be that woman. But I'm not. I'm trapped in a cramped closet that Fame has bolted shut and placed piles of useless furniture in front of. I'm never getting out, unless one day I wake up fully crazy, hoping to lose my family and my livelihood. I have been pretending for so long, I don't think anyone would believe me if I did tell the world I was a lesbian.

I can't even tell him… Though I think he already knows.

"When you go around sticking your dick in anything with a vagina I don't particularly feel like being included in that number.

"Babe I only cheat because I have the finest woman in the world by my side and she won't fuck me." he countered.

I snorted and laughed as i smoothed my dress down and sat to put on my makeup. "Well, I guess we're at an impasse," I answered. "Did you Call Lila?"

"Yea, she's Having fun at Gran's," He said with a tender smile. As far as I can tell Our daughter Lila is the only woman he loves. No one else in this world is more important to him than our little girl, and that is why I stay in my closet.

"I can't believe we're back home for this," He said with a smile. "Can't wait to see the old gang together"

I line my eyes and hum. "We get together with them monthly."

"Yeah, but I heard Tori RSVP'd that she was coming."

I froze the hairs on the back of my neck standing on end. I swallowed at the sound of that name. My heart pounded in anticipation. Oh god please tell me that's true. "You mean THE Destinee?" I said out loud. "I highly doubt it."

"Oh please, she is so over you," Beck stated picking up his phone. "That girl is living her best life."

I placed my makeup brush down. "We aren't doing so bad either."

"Yes, but she's like… The next Beyoncee."

I rolled my eyes trying to remain cool. I was a fan, not only of her work but of the woman herself, And he knew he was plucking my buttons. He never got over what She and I did to him when we were in High school.

But he got me in the end. He got the girl, and she Got nothing. Neither did I.

I'm so cramped in this closet I need out. I don't want to ruin our night with more arguments that keep going around in circles. So I just stopped talking.

"Ready to go?" He asked finally noticing me putting on my heels.

"Let's bounce," I stated and headed for the door.