“Talk. I got this.” She told me.
I nodded and wiped my now moist hands against my jean shorts.
“I’m just going to say it. I’m Amore, the famous actress.” I rushed out.
I looked around for shocked expressions, but they never came. Aubree had finished filling our glasses when she slid them over to Jessa and I. She’d filled them to the brim with wine. I picked mine up and took it to the head, not coming up for air until Jessa spoke first.
“Girl, I knew you looked too familiar. The cut suits you. I can’t imagine leaving all of that behind and for small ass Rose Haven no less.”
I shrugged. “Is that the pot calling the kettle black?” I asked her.
“Touché, bitch.” Jessa responded.
“Wait, so why leave it all behind?” Aubree asked.
I released a sigh, then went on to tell them about the constant stalkers, death threats, and the reality of being a sex symbol in Hollywood.
It wasn’t all glitz and glamour. There was shit that came with being famous—things that should’ve come with a warning label.
“Now, do you see why I can’t go out tonight?”
Aubree stood up from leaning against the counter, then gripped her hips.
“Actually, no, I don’t. You can’t allow those things to stop you from living. I can get why you left from the life. But what I can’t do is sit by and allow you to lose your happiness and freedom.You’re going to take your ass in the room and get dressed, then we’re going to go out and shake our ass. Oh, and get a few fine ass men to buy us drinks.”
I stood still for a minute, unable to hold back my smile. I felt so much lighter knowing I had them to confide in. I just hoped my secrets were safe with them.Only time would tell, but something told me I could.
“Let’s go. We don’t have all night, and I want to be able to sit down.” Jessa urged.
I started towards the door, then stopped to look back at them.
“Wait, so I need this to stay between us.”
Aubree and Jessa looked at me with a smile, then rolled their eyes.
“I almost want to be offended, but I get why you’re saying it,” Jessa said.
“Me too. Either way, we got you, girl.” Aubree added.
I nodded and turned, heading into my bedroom to get changed. I wasn’t planning to do too much—I just wanted to look like I cared.
I was doing this to appease them, not to have every eye in the place on me.
At least, that’s what I told myself.
CHROME: GIRL’S NIGHT OUT
We stood in the line that seemed to grow quickly outside ofChrome. I adjusted the jacket Jessa and Aubree had assured me looked good with the outfit. This was new for me. I rarely ever wore anything leather, let alone a jacket. I put on a pair of black jeans with a fitted white tank top and Converse sneakers. I wanted to be comfortable, but still cute.
Twenty minutes after being in that long ass line, we were able to go inside. We went to find a place to sit before there weren’t any left. The line outside was so long, it shocked me we found a place to sit at all.
Chrome was very spacious inside, with different booths and sections. They took advantage of every corner of this bar. I felt like my head was on the constant swivel taking in every section of the place.
We stopped by the bar, scanning the room, when a booth tucked in the back caught my eye. I pointed toward it, but Jessa had already claimed one right in the center of it all.
Someone had to have been sitting there before, then moved to join someone else. It was too perfect of a spot—exactly the kind you’d take if you wanted all eyes on you.
“Jessa, no, I would prefer the booth over there.” I pointed toward the one in the opposite direction.
