A Dancehall Story - The Final Years. Part 1

Chapter 27 - Forevermore

Chalkline's POV

Wifey's Chat

Wifey: Hey, I am at the house. Will you meet me here and we leave together?

Me: Yes, I will be there in few.

Wifey: Ok.

Ends Chat.

"So you are saying you still feel conflicted?"

"Maybe it's her telling me that she wanted to move and I deep down was trying to prevent her from doing."

"But Mr. Walker, you know that's not fair right?"

Who cares about being fair?

"I know Pastor but I never cared about being fair and that's part of my problem. I feel like I need her also, I feel like, if I should allow her to move on..." I took a deep breath and gathered myself. "I don't know how to explain it but I don't want her to love anyone else."

Somehow it felt like a burden lifted off me after admitting that.

"Maybe she will never love anyone else but you have to give her the same luxury of finding the love that you found with someone else. She sees how happy and in love you are with someone else, she needs that for herself also and you can't give her that Mr. Walker."

He was right. I hate when he was right.

"She was supposed to be my wife, it was supposed to be me and her forever. Everything I worked so hard for now it was for her to come back to me. Yuh know? I made the blueprint and wrote her name in the middle of it. Her name is cemented in the surface of Walker's Towers. When I was building it, I still couldn't believe she was here with me. Mi and her sit down and plan out all of this, she was my whole inspiration, my mus—"

I paused to catch my breath.

"Do you want some water?"

"No, I want to feel this. I did so much to her, I broke her. When she left she took something from me, something I haven't got back and it made me hate her for a long time. So even now I feel like I should destroy her because she still has something for me but it's twisted because I also love her."

"She has your peace, your sanity. That's what she took and didn't return it."

"I don't know. See Pastor, I love my wife to death but Steph, she disrupts my soul. God knows I feel like one of us has to die for this to break. One person to nuh suppose to have a hold on me suh."

"That is because you allowed her to and you refused to let her go. You are feeling like she owes you something and vice versa."

"I do feel like we have unfinished business."

"It's guilt from what you did to her. Mr. Walker you should apologise to her, forgive her and show her you appreciate her, then she will return your peace."

"So, it's apology, forgiveness and appreciation?"

"Simple as that."

Can't remember if I have ever done all three at once but it might be worth a try for the sake of peaceful life because right now I was tempted to go back to her house and tell her that no one could have her but me and fuck shit up.

"Can I have one of those water to go?"

He got up and handed me two bottles. "Find somewhere peaceful to lay down before you drink them."

"Thank you, I have to go. My wife is waiting on me."

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Stacy's POV