Forever Yours: Broken Promises

Chapter 33

Andre's POV

A few months have passed and Tahleea is still not talking to me. For the first month that she was gone, I called her everyday only to be sent to her freaking voicemail. I really didn't expect her to stay away this long. I'm tired of her avoiding me. She's had enough time to be away from me and think about her next move.

When Tahlese told me that Tee was looking for a house to buy, I nearly lost my composure. She has a home and it's here with me. Why would she spend money on another mortgage? We can make arrangements here in our home. Just like before, I could move my stuff to the first floor. I wouldn't force her to talk to me, I just need to be close to her. I need to be loving her. I need her to know that she means the world to me. I need her to know that I'm sorry for the hurt I've caused her and our children. I need her to know that I'm ready to change for us. The question is how am I supposed to let her know all of this when she doesn't give me any of her time. I'm still trying to allow her space but this is driving me crazy. I need my wife back.

The trio has been splitting their time with us now. Tee and I take turns taking the twins to visit AJ. This arrangement doesn't settle right with me, but it's now our reality or beginning of our new normal. I was raised in the home with both of my parents and my siblings. I never would have dreamed that my family would ever live separately. Because of the bad choices I made, we are living separate lives. My children are trying their best to embrace this change, but I can tell they're having a hard time adjusting, so much so, Tee and the trio are going to counseling. Maybe Tee is right, I need to go to counseling as well. I know it's going to be embarrassing to talk about my issue, but I've got to figure out how to suppress it. My issue has already wreaked havoc in our home and if I'm going to have any chance of getting my wife back, I owe it to her, my children and to myself to get my shit together.

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As I was in my room packing for my business trip, Macy called me. I could only wonder what she wanted. I answered the phone.

"Macy, I don't have time. I have a business trip and I need to get my things packed."

"Dre I just wanted to check on you. It's been too long since I heard from you. I miss you and I have something for you."

A few months ago, I probably would have been eager to find out, but today, I don't give a fuck what it is that she has.

"Macy, I don't care to know what it is that you have. Call someone else to use it. I'm done with messing around with you." 

"You're just saying that now. Just know that when those urges get the best of you, I'll be waiting." 

I hung up on her crazy ass. I don't have time to be sitting around plunging her. Being with her is the last thing on my mind. I've got to work on getting my family back. When I get back from my business trip, that's exactly what I'm going to do, starting with calling a counselor.

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Tahleea's POV

It's been a few months since I left Dre. For the first month, he called me every day. I'm not sure what part of I'm leaving that he didn't understand. Dealing with our issues, the children and my mom's health, I took a leave of absence from my company. I was having a hard time focusing. Some days, I wouldn't get out of bed. So many nights I lay awake crying and when I did fall asleep, I'd wake up having a full blown panic attack. I started losing weight because I wasn't really eating. My emotions were all over the place. One minute I was crying, one minute I was laughing like a mad woman, one minute I loved and the next I hated, one minute I was angry, the next I was numb, one  minute I was anxious, the next I was calm and sometimes, no feelings at all.