Money can't please her in bed

Chapter 17

We both laid flat on our backs to admire the decor of the ceiling. It had some white dolphins with sparkles coated all over them.

A strange yet familiar sound broke the silence between us. I jumped up and sat on the edge of the bed with my feet hanged on the ground. I looked over to a center table that lay in front of a double coach in the room. I placed my hands at my side and sighed loudly. Lights flash from my cellphone. I picked it up to see who was calling. It was Paul, I didnt want to ignore him any longer, so I answered and got up.

Paul! I said angrily

What do you want?

Where are you, Darla? he demanded in a husky voice.

I am worried sick!

Oh really, so werent you worried sick when you left me home all those times to be with your family?"

Did you not wonder if I was okay? I shouted and walked towards the glass door that separated the bedroom and the balcony.

Am sorry D!

Come home, lets talk about this! he pleaded.

We are done, Paul! I shouted before ending the call.

I flung my body to the floor of the balcony and my phone fell from my hand. It hit the surface of the ground and its parts pulled apart. Tears flooded my cheeks. Even though I was enormously hurt I still loved that bastard. The sound of his charming voice made me want to pack my things and go home to him. I screamed and banged my fist on concrete ground. I felt stupid! I brushed the tears from my cheeks and got up trying to console rage. If Paul was here I was bound to hit him upside the head with anything my hands caught. I sobbed and picked up my phone

Kevin was standing near the door of the balcony with his arms open for me to crawl into them. He hugged me and I cried on his shoulders like a hurt puppy. I felt so vulnerable. How could Paul put me through this? I said between sobs.

Come, let me take care of you so you can get some rest Kevin whispered at my ear and patted his hand gently on my back.

He held my hand and guided me onto the bed. I curled my body up and pulled my knees to my chest. Kevin pulled me into his arms and held me tightly. I cried until my eyes were swollen. I felt my head spinning. I tried to calm myself down, but nothing seemed to be working.

"I need to go home. I need closure on this situation with Paul. After all, he is my husband, and I cant run from him forever" I mumbled.

Kevin didn't answer.

I pulled in front of his arms and I picked up the phone to dial Marys cell. She answered on the first ring.

Mary me a come home! I said timidly. I braced myself for her scolding.

Come do what? she demanded

A you dem young people nowadays call yam head eno sah she hissed

Then me cudda gone a hotel with dat deh strong piece a boy deh and come back home to dead hood Paul?

I busted out laughing. Mary sure knew how to find humor in a horrific situation.

Mary chortle, no man a fuss woman me see a kill up herself fi what left

Yuh nuh see Paul a what left ma?

I glanced at Kevin who was still laying on the bed. I couldn't tell if he was upset or disappointed. I didn't care much. This lifestyle wasn't for me anyway. I saw no great value in this affair, if I was younger it probably would have been worth it but not now, not at this age. I knew I was only wasting my time and his.

I pack my bags and watch Kevin closely. He was busy typing away on his phone. He paused for a while and appeared to be thinking of the best response to type back.