Bedroom Boom

Chapter 23

"You know my girl got to be riding something sweet." Taste explained to one of his friends over the phone. Taste had become a sucker for Telay, but not in every sense. He still had to have control over everything she did and everything she had. Materialistically speaking, there was no limit to what he would do to make her happy.

Still, she wasn't happy. She wanted more from him emotionally. The material things only gave her temporary happiness, and even after their marriage and honeymoon in Aruba, her life still wasn't where she wanted it to be. But for Taste, their life was exactly where it needed to be.

While he was on the phone ordering another car for her, he spotted her out back by the pool. She did not look as happy as he imagined she should, so as soon as he got off the phone he went to join her. "What's wrong Gorgeous?" he asked concerned.

She looked at him with tears barely staying in her eyes. "Taste, where is she?" she asked desperately.

He stared at her confused. "Where is who?" he questioned.

"Pepsi!" she screamed, "What other bitch would be here?"

"Telay, don't raise your voice at me. Tell me what's wrong."

"I just need to talk to Pepsi."

"Okay, she out with Teflon but I'm here. What's wrong?" Taste said upset that she was asking for Pepsi when he was there. "You don't want to tell me what's wrong with you?"

Telay sat lost in her thoughts. She had no understanding of how life could take such drastic turns, leaving a person somewhere they had never planned on being. Her original plan was to stay with Taste until she figured out where she wanted to go and had enough money to do it. Now she found herself entangled in a chaotic situation. She was in love with a man who looked at her as his most prized possession instead of his woman. On top of that, he was abusive, controlling, insecure and she was more than sure that he was still seeing other women. She liked the idea of who he was, but she did not like how the relationship was turning out, and she feared what her consequences would be if she followed her heart and left him again.

The relationship was starting to be more than what she could handle. It had been a couple months since she'd left, and for a while the physical abuse had died, but now it was alive and in full throttle. It had gotten to the point where she felt like throwing up when he so much as called her name. The sex was the same, the money was the same but something inside her had changed. Whenever they had sex, she wasn't excited about it. She often withdrew herself from it mentally, and the money no longer pleased her. The power his family had now intimated her. Everything that she used to love about him was now the things she hated the most. She wanted to be far away from him and that seemed impossible. She was in a situation that she couldn't walk away from, and the thought alone made her sick.

"I really don't want to talk about it. I'm going to go lay down. Can you wake me up when Pepsi comes?" She asked walking away, hoping he would let her be.

Taste nodded slowly as his blood started to boil. He wondered what was wrong with her. He figured it was something outside of the house. Something like another man, or maybe she had found out about one of the many secrets he had. He could not think of any other reason for her to feel uncomfortable talking to him. Taste knew that Telay had a life before he met her. One that he knew little about. He made a mental note to find out as much about her past as he could before storming into the house after her.