Chapter 29

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Andre's POV

Tahleea had so much rage. I'd never seen her this way. Whatever she spewed at me, I deserved that ten times. I expected her to curse me out, fight me or something, but she walked up to me and gave me the toy.

"I hope it was good."

As she walked up the stairs, I was right on her heels. She started mumbling something as she ran up the stairs. I needed her to calm down so I could talk to her. We finally made it to our room. She tried closing the door in my face, but I was too close behind her.

When she went to the closet and started yanking clothes from the hanger, I knew I had to do my best to stop her. I ran up and grabbed her around her waist. She twirled around on me so quickly with a punch to my jaw. Damn that hurt. The force from the punch made me step back.

Holding her down won't work. I've got to figure out a way to stop her from leaving. For the first time in our relationship, this actually felt like the end. But It can't be, we are Andre and Tahleea forever.

"Tee please stop. We need to talk about this. I can't allow you to leave while you're upset."

She turned and looked at me like a mad woman. It was actually kind of scary.

"Ok. You talk while I pack, because I'm done. I'm done begging you. I'm tired of hurting. I'm tired of being angry. I'm tired of blaming myself for your fuck up. I'm tired of feel-."

That's when the tears started. This is what I needed her to do. I've always been able to get next to her when she's crying and vulnerable.

"I'm tired of feeling unwanted, Dre."

There it was, she said it. This is my opportunity to tell her about my insecurities. Being the sweet spirit that she is, I know she will stay with me. I'll be making love to my wife after I'm done talking.

Tahleea's POV

After giving the toy to Dre, I ran up the stairs to our room. I had to get out of this house. Hurt doesn't fully describe what I'm feeling right now. He stooped to another level by bringing her into our home. When I walked into our room, I tried closing the door, but he was right on my heels.

I went to the closet and started pulling clothes from the hangers. I was so furious. He ran up to me and grabbed me around my waist. I swiftly turned around and punched him in his jaw. He wasn't expecting that because he stumbled a little. Looks like my boxing lessons are working. Then he says we need to talk. Here we go again. Why do we need to talk about the obvious, but I broke.

As I cried, I told him just how I felt, unwanted. His shoulders relaxed. He thought he had me. I've always been a sucker for Dre. So many times I've come back, somewhat forgiving him, but always knowing that he didn't have intentions on changing his ways. Knowing exactly what to say and do, for years, he's played me for a fool. I felt as if our love was a game to him. My last promise to myself was if he gets caught again, I'd be done. I've stayed in this marriage too long for the sake of my children and because I loved him so much, I wanted him to change, for me. Dre continued to stand around waiting for me to give in to him.

I called the twins to have them come home. They could hear the trembling in my voice. Tahlese asked if everything was alright, but I didn't want to discuss this over the phone. I sat on the bed as I waited for Drew and Tahlese to return.

Dre kneeled down in front of me.

"Tee please don't drag our children into the center of this. Just stay and we'll talk. I don't want you leaving this house upset. Just give me a chance to explain."

I just looked at him with a blank stare. Then I rolled my eyes so hard. I was tired of this. I shook my head.

"Dre, you do know that what's understood, doesn't need to be explained right?"

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