Chapter 20

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Tahleea's POV

Dre had been gone for about thirty minutes when I decided to call Ben. It was late, but I had this feeling that I couldn't shake. Ben answered the phone and I apologized for calling. I asked if he knew of any issues reported at either of the clubs. Ben said nothing had been reported and he had told the staff to call him instead of Dre because Dre told him this was our first weekend in a long while that we would be able to spend time together. I thanked Ben and hung up. I got up and put on a pair of shorts, shirt and tennis shoes.

Grabbing my keys and purse, I headed to the garage and got in my SUV. I had a gut feeling that Dre wasn't at the club so I made my way to Macy's house. It was about a forty five minute drive from our house. As soon as I turned on the street she lives on, I could see Dre's truck parked behind her car. As I drove towards the house, I started taking pictures. I pulled into the driveway behind the truck and took a picture of his tag then I left.

Tears started streaming down my face. I'm being played again. I cried all the way home. When I pulled into the garage, I noticed AJ was home. The trio was supposed to be with friends so I wondered why he was home. I straightened up my face as best as I could before walking inside. As I was about to walk upstairs, AJ walked out of his room.

"Mama where were you? I thought you and daddy were going to have movie night here."

"We watched a movie but something came up at one of the clubs that he had to go take care of."

The whole time I'm standing on the steps, I'm hoping AJ doesn't walk towards me. He'll know that I've been crying. He's really attentive towards me and Tahlese. Especially with me. When Dre and I went through his infidelity a few years ago, AJ knew something was wrong and he knew his daddy played a part in it.

"Why couldn't Ben handle it?" He asked.

"I'm not sure, but it's ok. Your dad will be back home soon."

I was praying that he didn't ask me any more questions because I was spiraling back into my black hole. I don't want my son to see me cry because of his daddy.

"Well I'm in for the night. I didn't feel like hanging out. I'm tired and would rather chill out here at home."

He walked up and hugged me. I know he saw the tear stains and red eyes, but for whatever reason, he chose not to mention it. I hugged him tight and told him I love him. He walked back into his room and I went up the stairs to my room. Before going inside, I grabbed all of the pick keys and locked my bedroom door. My heart is hurting but I've got to figure out how to move on without hurting my babies.

I sent a text to Jaxon to see if he was asleep. When he responded, I called him.

"Hey beautiful. How are you and why are you calling me so late?"

Holding back my tears, I didn't say a word.

"Tee, what's wrong?"

I still couldn't talk. This was like deja vu. Jaxon held the phone as I cried. After I was somewhat calm, I was able to talk.

"I'm sorry for contacting you this late, but thank you for being such an awesome friend."

"You never have to thank me. I made a promise to you and I'll never ever break it. Do you hear me?"

"Yes, I know you never will."

Before we hung up the phone, Jaxon let me know that he'd be back in Fort Worth in a few days and if I needed to talk, I was welcome to come by his house. He also reminded me that he gave me a house key for a reason and for me to use it when I need time alone. I thanked him again.

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