Tasha cringed as Nelson slammed the door behind him. "What the hell was that about?" She muttered under her breath. Random thoughts grazed through her mind. Who took the picture? How did it get to Nelson? The individual behind this whole propaganda must be a professional. They captured the incident in a way that made it seem like Tasha was in a compromising position with Taylor - with Virginia as an accompanist. Its indeed unexplainable because Tasha was smiling sheepishly in the picture. But it wasn't enough reason to make Nelson mad to that extent. After all, he cheated on her, a day after their wedding. Tasha exhaled. She glanced at the dinning table. Nelson's favorite - Pasta and chicken were served but he pointed his middle finger at it. She shut her eyes for a second, clenching her fist. Her feet stamped the stairs as she ran upstairs with a heart throbbing so fast. She reached for her phone on the bedside cabinet and dialed May's number. After two rings, she picked up.
Its yuletide season. Nelson allowed Tasha to go see her parents. She was surprised that he allowed her. Sometimes good things come from bad sources. Tasha saw that instant freedom as an opportunity to appeal to her parents again. Her stay in LA with Nelson had been nothing but a turmoil of pain and anxiety. She was bent on figuring out a way to leave the abusive marriage - before it consumed her. Marital abuse is like a slowly burning fire, that escalates at a gradual pace. If the right measures aren't taken, one of the partners may never get out of the shell. Every intimacy has its deficiencies and down times, but physical abuse will do nothing but continue to throw dents on the togetherness. When Nelson hit Tasha the first time, she thought it would not happen again, but it did. Maybe because their relationship wasn't a product of love, affection and those sparks and butterflies that comes from having a soulmate. Regardless, love is not enough, neither is domestic violence a
Its been a year. A year since Tasha and Nelson Radcliffe had been married. Nothing changed over the months. It all remained the same, the cold attitudes and the abusive words became a part of Tasha's life. At some point she grew a thick skin. She wasn't really concentrated on the dreadful things Nelson said to her, instead she was focused on getting her freedom - in a different way. Nelson on the other hand had been doing well too. His company recently secured a deal that ranked it one of the biggest Tech companies in America. Its a great thing that the board of directors are amazed at how far Nelson had brought the company in the space of a year.Tasha's brother, Henchard had been playing basket ball in highschool. Its a long time dream he had been pursuing. He won't stop talking about his big dream of playing at the Olympics. Tasha met Taylor - the salesman at the mall at some point. They exchange contacts, and ever since they've been friends. They don't talk on a daily, but Tay
Tasha's heart tremors at Nelson's words. She had to blink her eyes rapidly to be sure she wasn't hallucinating. Nelson has never taken her with him to anywhere before. The fact that he's taking her with him to a new year party leaves her heart throbbing like it'll fall of her chest. "Its an important event" he said, chewing a mouthful of pasta "and those motherfucking board of directors insisted that I show up with my wife. That's like giving your silly ass another round of visibility huh?" He said and a disapproving frown clutched his face. "There he goes again" Tasha muttered under her breath. In every conversation they have, Nelson utilizes every opportunity to send abusive jabs at her. No matter what they're taking about. Tasha drifted slowly to the edge of her seat. Her face beaming with anxiety. She wished the dining table was like a place she could conceal herself from the threatening stares of Nathan. "So my dear graduand. You're not going to any fucking graduation party"
The party ended hours later. Everyone had Tasha's praises singing on their lips. Some admired her beauty and elegance. Others were using their eyes as a tool to measure Tasha's compatibility with Nelson. Everyone had something positive to say about Tasha except Maya - who incessantly shot dead glares. Her nostrils flared angrily at how Nelson was all over Tasha and she left the party before it ended.****** Nelson's heart was pulsed with a lot of unanswered questions. He never knew Tasha was so intelligent. Why did she hide all that for so long? He felt guilty for being cruel to her, but he shrugged it off when he recalled the circumstances that led to their planned marriage. "That was a great one, Tasha," Nelson said as they walked in. Tasha's heart missed a beat. She hesitated. Shocked. She slowly turned to meet a cheerful smile on Nelson's face. She knows Nelson is a handsome man - but that smile was a natural part of him she had never seen before.Her lips jiggled nervously,
Nelson opened his eyes lazily. It was morning. He squinted his eyes as the bright daylight side into his eyes from the window. He yawned exasperatedly and a pleasant moan curled on his lips. He was shocked when he caught sight of Tasha beside him. She was sleeping peacefully beside him. The white towel was hemmed around her chest. Her beautiful eyes exuded beauty - on the one-of-a-kind canyon on her forehead. Her heart thumped slowly as she slept peacefully. Nelson paused for a moment. He peered at her, and his line of sight met with the scattered clothes on the floor. His suit and trouser were lying on the floor whilst shoes were laying someone close to his huge closet. A frown appeared on his face when everything that happen the night before replayed in his head. The moments where he was all over Tasha and how one thing led to the other and he was inside her. He tapped Tasha rapidly, swinging her off her deep sleep. She squinted her eyes too as they wriggle tiredly. "Wake up bitch"
Nelson flinched at the sight of the smudge of blood on his bed. It was in a spiral, eerie and parched up. His lips trembled as he stepped backward, creasing his eyebrows in fright. "What the fuck is that?" He muttered as his voice quaked. Realization dawned on him when he recalled how the blood came about. It was a little bit of a struggle before he got into Tasha last night. The blood revealed nothing but the fact that she was a virgin. "She was a vir.....? He muttered. He stamped his feet on the floor. Shrills of regret and admiration ran through his veins. He was regretful because of how he treated Tasha moments ago. And the glint of admiration in his heart was the fact that Tasha is still a virgin - chaste, intact, and untouched. An unusual trance of affection emanated in his heart for Tasha and he wished he had done better - since the beginning. He was shocked to bits that a 23-year-old lady is still untouched. He stared into space as the impact of the words he said to her re
"What the fuck?" Nelson yelled as Tasha slammed the door behind her. He wasn't expecting that outburst of action. It all happened in a rush. He had never seen that iron lady part of her. Just a glimpse at it filled his heart with admiration and unwilling anger.Admiration because Tasha had never acted the way she did. The only time he snagged a sight of her confidence was on their honeymoon and her intelligent exhibition at the New year party. He stood still for a minute and he hemmed his hands over his shoulder. His round neck T-shirt had a huge picture of 2PAC on it. When he crossed his hands across his chest. 2PAC became decapitated - with a humongous jaw. "Where did all that come from?" He asked rhetorically and a chuckle escaped his round lips. He walked back to the sofa, and he collapsed into it, as his eyes were still on the door. As if Tasha was still standing there. **** Tasha sat at the apex of a fairly crowded eatery. Her seat is spotted at an area where she can see anyo
"I'm sorry" Spenser said. He placed his hands on Tasha's shoulder. "I'm sorry I judged you wrongly" he added. Tasha sniffed in a breath, wiping her face with the back of her palms. They're seated in the living room of the new house Tasha bought for them. Its quite unbelievable, but it was becoming visibly implicit when they stepped into the gigantic mansion. "Its fine dad" Tasha said. She pulled her father into a warm embrace. She had missed this soft part of her father ever since she got married to Nelson. Pertinent to how strict and decisive Spenser was - she thought that leniency and patience in him had vanished, but this hug was more like a reassurance. A reassurance that he loved her and everything that happened in the past was beyond his control. "Awwwn" May said, walking into the living room. A satisfactory smile curled on her lips. May sat close to Spenser and Tasha - eye flickering with ecstasy. "Its unity and reconciliation time, I guess" Tasha and Spenser extricated fr
Nelson dashed into the living room and Maya followed him. He thought she was going to go her own way after his nasty reaction at the hospital, but she didn't. For a moment he was marveled at her patience. "Nelson" she called. Nelson was about approach the stairs when her voice echoed. He paused, but he didn't look down towards her.Maya stop still for a few seconds and she gulped down the lump in her throat finally gathering the courage to speak. "...I'm sorry" she muttered, with eyes flitting in sobriety. "I beg your pardon" Nelson said. As he placed his hand on the trail, finally turning to stare at her. A huff flew off his face "I don't understand. What are you sorry for?" Maya wished the floor could engulf her at the drop of a hat, because Nelson's question made her heart thump faster - like it was going to fall of her chest. She broke eye contact, digging her fingers into her palms. "I don't have all the time, Maya" "I'm sorry I agreed to attend the event with Carter. I di
Nelson winced in pain as he tried to get off the bed. He had been asleep for over ten hours. His eyes were a little bit blurry, but he squinted and his gaze settled on the figure in front of him. It was Maya. He gripped the sides of the bed, so he could properly sit. "How did I get here?" Nelson said. His head was hurting from every word he uttered. Maya didn't say a single word. She broke eye contact and she rose on her feet. "I need to get the doctor" "The doctor?" He looked both ways and then it dawned on him that he was laying on a hospital bed. Maya dashed to the hallway heading to the doctor's office, leaving Nelson in a state of retrospection. Nelson moved to the edge of the bed, but a pliable material held him back. He traced the material to his hands. It was a drip - injected into his veins. A sigh evaded his lips as he slowly pushed himself back to the middle of the bed. A sharp pain surged through his head. He winced and placed his hand on his forehead. His hand c
Nelson picked a tuxedo from the long rack in his wardrobe. His heart was thumping in rage and a drizzle of uncertainty. Tasha was no longer with him and he felt like the biggest part of him had been taken away. The loneliness, pain and regret were draining. He blamed himself for being too proud to admit that he truly loved her and he didn't mean to deceive her this time. He blamed himself for the horrible image he has given to himself in front of Tasha, and now he is suffering from the the consequences of his past and present actions. Nelson Radcliffe had been married three times. First it was Charlotte. It started as a mere college romance. But it transcended into an admirable love story that'll be better staged in a Disney movie. Nelson and Charlotte got married a couple of years later. Everything was smooth at the onset, until the worse happened. Charlotte cheated. And the most horrible part of the escapade is that a paternity test revealed that Nelson was not the biologic fat
Tasha's lips sulked in a breath as she collapsed into a sofa. A lot of thoughts began to run through her mind as she stared into space. She reminisced on the recent happenings in her life. Ranging from her relationship with Nelson, the divorce and also the birth of her new company. It feels like she had finally gotten the breath of fresh air she had been craving for. It all felt good, but a part of her was still missing regardless. All she ever wanted was to be successful, and independent. Its all coming to past now, but being loved or having someone to love still remains a bottleneck. A part of her wants to admit that she missed Nelson. A part of her heart wants to run back to him and listen to him apologize for all the awful things he has done to her. That's quite different from the intent she had when she left him. It was all because of how violent Nelson Radcliffe became at the onset of their marriage. Regardless of the fact that their togetherness wasn't built on a foundation
Nelson unbuckled his trouser, ready to have sex with Maya. Sweat gurgled down his face as he raised her gown up - revealing her pink panties. A creaking knock from the door made Nelson stop. His eyes widened in shock. Maya sat up on the table as she wiped a steak of tear off her face. "Who the fuck is that?" Nelson whimpered as he put on his pants back. "Oh..." Maya whimpered as realization dawned on her. Her hands flung to cover her mouth in awe. "You have a meeting with some clients and its now... It must be one of them" Maya said. "What the...." Maya altered her gown, and she rashly approached the door. She paused to gaze at Nelson who was already sitting behind his desk, as if nothing awkward happened. "Come over to my house.. 7pm" Nelson whispered, but Maya was smart enough to read his lips. Maya blew him a kiss and she walked out of the room, paving way for the client to come into Nelson's office. ****** Maya knocked on the door for the umpteenth time, but no one opened
Nelson hurled the divorce papers back into the envelope and plowed it towards Tasha. She reached for it and hovered it into her bag. "You're so unbelievable" Nelson screamed. He gritted his teeth as specks of sweat cascaded down his wrinkled face. "Unbelievable you say" Tasha giggled. She picked her bag from the desk - ready to go "Unbelievable is not the word Nelson. You're monstrous and heartless" She paced towards the door, but Nelson's voice halted her steps. "You seem to be forgetting something" he yelled. She turned to meet him standing on his feet. "You know you'd regret this huh?" He said. He walked across his desk. He hesitated when he got to where Tasha stood up from. "Your father is still owning me a whooping ten million dollars. I will sue his ass, and I'd watch you crawl back to me, with more tears in your eyes, because I know Spenser will never get that huge amount of money - not in this life time" a cackle flew off his lips "You should think twice Tasha" he added.
Nelson's face shrunk into a tight scowl as he gazed at Tasha. He squinted his eyes back to the papers and then to Tasha again. It was astonishing to him, and all he could do was heave exasperated sighs. "Tasha...." He muttered. he held the papers up in his hand, still staring at her "what's the meaning of this... I don't understand. You're divorcing me?" He said, his voice, stuck somewhere between shock and anxiety and a drizzle of anger.Tasha had a blank stare on her face. She retained her gaze, saying no word. Her awkward speechlessness made his nostril gush with anger. "Tasha, I'm talking to you!" He yelled. He halted when his voice reechoed in the room. He cringed at how audible his voice was, he was scared to attract the attention of an intruder. "Tasha, say something. I'm so confused" he said, trying to slow down his voice. He slanted to the edge of the table - eyes fixated on Tasha's skin. The door screeched and Maya came in. She shot Tasha a glare and then she strolled to
Last night was crammed with merry and ecstasy for Nelson and Tasha. They had the best night of their lives together. Its quite hilarious how things appeared to blending between them in a millisecond, regardless of what has transpired in the past. Maybe that's the unsurmountable power of love. It makes the impossible possible. **** Nelson twirled his eyes open, as the alarm clock beside the bed rang. The noise jerked him off sleep as he turned it off. A rasping breath evaded his lips as he tried to sit up on the bed. He caught sight of Tasha sleeping peacefully. A smile coiled on his lips and every memory they created last night replayed in his head. It took a moment for Nelson to realize that he was giggling and there was no comedy show playing. He kissed Tasha's forehead and he swerved the duvet from himself, as he got off the bed. It was a Monday morning and it's time for him to get ready for work. He stretched his muscles for a moment, he strode into the bathroom - to get re