"You don't listen.." Were the first words out of his mouth. His voice hostile, but calm. Shane didn't want to be there, and his body language told them so. It was Paris' idea to start therapy while they were in Bali. She had researched a number of female, black, well educated therapists and after a thorough background check she had made a choice. The therapist Paris chose agreed to go with them to Bali to start their therapy sessions. All expenses were paid, all she had to do was see them once a day and be on call for any emergency sessions that may occur. She was welcome to come around the family, even if just to observe. The rest of the vacation was hers to enjoy.
Paris was hoping the environment, the view, and the tranquility would ease the process but she was wrong. They were asked to name everything that they don't like about each other and Shane went first.
"Okay. Paris, how do you feel about what he said ?" Kayla, also known as Dr. Kayla Reed asked .. Their therapist. She was dark skinned, gorgeous. When Paris first met her she had her hair pressed, bone straight. And she wore a powder blue vintage Chanel blazer and skirt. But today, her hair was in the signature black girl 'going on vacation' hair style. Small, ombré knot less braids that stopped at her ass. She was exactly as Paris pictured herself had she followed her dreams. A young black woman, on her shit, independent, living a life of luxury.
"I feel like, that's an excuse to control me. You call it protecting me, when you're really just keeping tabs on me. I agree, some things you should know. But you don't need to know everything." Paris said, her eyes on their therapist but she could feel Shane's eyes burning a hole in the side of her face. But she refused to look at him.
"Just like you giving me the run around about school, you said you would pay for it until you found out I was pregnant.. then it was focus on the kids.. then it went to flat out no.. I can't go back. When in reality you never wanted me to go back in the first place .." She said, her eyes still on their therapist ..
"Shane?" Kayla asked for his input
"How is that relevant to what we talkin about right now ? Why you won't look at me?" He asked, the bass in his voice was enough to intimidate her but she didn't let it ..
"The relevance comes in when she's referring to you being controlling.. do you feel you're controlling ?" The therapist asked ..
Looking at Kayla, Shane took a deep breath. He felt like he was getting double teamed. And not in the way he would have liked to been.
"I have expectations in my marriage. Who don't ?" He asked
Finally looking over at him for the first time Paris sat up in her seat as well "It's more than expectations Shane. You have guidelines, rules and regulations. Dress code. My entire life revolves around you and our kids. Anything I wanted for myself, you shut down. And yes, it's partly my fault because I allowed you to have that much control. But I loved you, I'm still till this day, dangerously in love with you. But you never cut me any slack, its always your way or no way. The only reason you're even here right now is so I won't leave you." She replied, looking him up and down, then rolling her eyes all in the same motion.
"I'm here though .. right ?" His tone, nonchalant, He asked..
Looking into her eyes, he waited for her to reply but she never did .. instead she turned her attention back to the therapist. "See what I mean .." Paris said
Kayla replied with a smirk before turning her attention back to Shane.
He chuckled. "What's that suppose to mean? Y'all been talkin without me? Ain't that against the rules or sum shit?" Looking back and forth between them both, he waited for one of them to speak ..
Kayla laughed. Shane was funny without even trying.
"Charming, isn't he?" Paris asked, she was the only one in the room not smiling ..
No matter who you were. No matter what your professional title was. No matter how many bad things you heard about Shane Carter. He could make even the coldest woman smile. You could leave even the most faithful woman alone in a room with Shane, and if he really wanted her, she would no doubt fold. Charming wasn't even the word, he was hypnotizing.
Clearing her throat, Kayla shook her head. "Paris, whats one of the things you consider controlling ?" She asked
"I have no say so in if I go out without security or not. I can't visit my mom without an entourage."
Shane laughed, "Need I remind you, you just almost got kidnapped a while ago? You a walking target and you wanna walk around without security?" He asked
"I don't want anymore kids .." She replied
"God says 'Be fruitful and multiply'" He said
Kayla smiled, Paris laughed.
"Shane, please don't play with me right now.." She replied, rubbing her forehead..
She was annoyed, he wasn't taking it serious. Lucipher himself was sitting next to her quoting the Bible.
"I want more." He said
"Well I don't .."
Shane sighed.
"Why you don't want anymore kids, Paris?" Kayla asked ..
"It's overwhelming .. He expects me to constantly pop out his children, he expects me to travel around the world with him whenever he snaps a finger. He expects me attend every meeting, every party .. all while taking care of his children and keeping my body intact. Your kids have homework. Parent teacher conferences, baths, bedtimes .. and the more kids we have the harder it becomes. I don't want my mom raising my kids, I wanna raise my kids." She said
"I have them to take care of, you to take care of .. you want sex when you want sex .."
As quickly as the last sentence left her mouth, Shane cut her off . "Whoa, hole'up .. when I say that?" He asked
"You didn't have to say anything, what actually happened the last time I told you no to sex, Shane?" Paris asked ..
"What happened ?" Kayla asked
"Let's just say even though I said no, we still had sex .." Never breaking eye contact with Shane, her and him had a stare down that made even Kayla uncomfortable ..
She cleared her throat. "Okay. I just want to be clear, no matter the circumstances. That's never okay, Shane."
He didn't even have a chance to respond before someone knocked on the door.
"Come in .." Shane said
The door opened and Solo appeared. "They here.." He said .. referring to Megan and Aniya ..
The moment she told Shane what Megan said on the phone he had them picked up, put on a pj and flown to Indonesia.
She didn't tell us much over the phone. Shane didn't want her to anyway. He needed to asses the situation in person first.
"Here I come .." He replied, dismissing Solo
"Can I come ?" Paris asked as Shane stood to his feet.. she wanted to know what was going on.
But apart of her wanted to see Aniya.
The couple months Paris did have her the little girl left a print in her heart. And even though she didn't want anymore kids, it was the mother in her that just wanted to make sure she was okay.
"No.. " Shane replied, and he wasn't saying it to be cold. He just didn't know what to expect, and the last thing he needed was for someone to come into his life and flip it upside down.. again. Paris was pregnant and he didn't want to put any more stress on her than necessary.
Sucking her teeth, she watched as he exited the room.
"What was that about ?" Kayla asked
She shook her head .. "Long story.." Paris mumbled..
"Well, since he's gone, how about you tell me about how you two met .." Kayla suggested ..
Shaking her head, Paris sighed. "Where do I begin ?" She smirked ..
Just so y'all don't get confused, I just decided to release this chapter as a teaser since I haven't updated in a while. ENJOY and tell me what you think ..
