“What the fuck, Noni? Why would you have me here with a bitch that got pregnant by my?—”
“Look, this whole thing was booked way before all that shit came out. She’s under contract.”
“I don’t give a—” I paused, silently counting to ten to help calm my nerves.
I was doing way too much about a man that wasn’t really my man because he was too busy being everybody else’s. Not to mention, I was done with that shit now. I didn’t even want his ass anymore.
“Noni, how am I supposed to be in a video with this woman? Everyone knows what went on. I’m going to look crazy as hell.”
“No, you’re not. You’re going to look like you’ve moved the fuck on, which I hope you have. Please tell me you have.”
“Of course, I have. There’s no way I could still have feelings for someone that pretty much tried to kill my ass.”
“Thank God.” She sighed.
“Whatever. Let’s just get this shit over with, so I can get out of here.”
“I’m really sorry, cusso.”
“Mmhmm,” I groaned before heading toward the dressing room.
Just before the hallway, there was a long table. It was filled with little finger foods, drinks, and snacks.
I stopped and grabbed a bottle of water.
“Well, we meet again,” I heard an unwanted voice say behind me.
My stomach turned.
I could feel the bile forming in my throat, making its way into my mouth.
“What the hell are you doing here, Enzo?” I asked, turning around slowly.
“What do you mean? I produced the song. Why wouldn’t I be here?”
“You producing the song doesn’t require you to be in the video.”
“No, but seeing as I was asked to be in it, I couldn’t say no.”
Of course.
Noni had no clue about him kidnapping me.
“For what? I know damn well you’re not the love interest because there’s no way?—”
“Chill, I’m on some background shit,” he said, grinning. “What’s the matter? I don’t scare you, do I?”
“Nigga, fuck you!”
“Aw man. I thought we were better than that. Especially after I let you go. I didn’t even hurt you.”
“That’s because your bitch ass knew better. You don’t want that kind of smoke with Ocean.”
“Oh, right, so you’re Ocean’s girl now.”
“I’m not anybody’s girl.”
He scoffed, his hand lowering to the bulge in his pants. “Well, just let me know when you’re ready to hop on the next dick. I’ll definitely be interested.”
