Inside Out

11.

Toosii POV
"You did good?", Jordan complimented as we met backstage.
My performance has just ended.

"Thanks Jord.", I stated as she as nodded. She was about to say something else when I felt arms being wrapped around my waist from behind.

"Hey Toot.", "Wanna play?", I heard an all too familiar voice. Rolling my eyes, I slowly removed her arms from around me.

"Not right now Yolanda.", I stated taking a step back as she as attempted to hug me.

"But why?", she whined in an annoying voice.
"What we had was casual. A two time thing. It's over now.", I stated looking at Jordan who looked hella uncomfortable.

Yolanda's eyes followed my line of vision and fell on Jordan.

"So this the bitch you fucking now.", I heard her say pointing her thumb to Jordan.

"Oh baby nooo.", I said silently to myself as I made two quick steps towards Jordan silently pulling her away while hugging her.

"Don't cause a scene and she ain't worth it. You're not a bitch and we both know we're not fucking.", I whispered to her calming her.

I felt her body visibly relax.

"You're lucky you smell good.", she stated taking a deep breath.

"Can we leave now? I'm hungry.", she stated as I nodded agreeing with her.

"Let me just go inform my manager first.", I made a step forward and a thought hit me.

"Better yet. Just come with me.", I stated knowing if I left her alone Yolanda would have her wig snatched. Literally.

I can't have Jordan going out like that. Yolanda's people have hella connections. That's why she acts the way she does.
Not that I care for her connections.

I watched her from my side eye as she eyed me and Jordan going towards Reggie (my manager). Jordan must have noticed too because she chuckled.

"Dick sure does make females crazy.", she muttered under her breath.

"I heard that.", I stated as I approached Reggie. "You were supposed to", she finished as she waited for me bid goodbye.

As we made our way across the room again towards the exit. I noticed Yolanda was still eyeing us.

"Ya moms a bitch. Maybe if you keep ya legs closed yo-", I quickly covered Jordan's mouth and lifted her out the door way.

"No one calls me a bitch.", she stated in a serious tone. "And if any of your groupies ever disrespect me again without reason. I'm slapping them.", she stated as I held my hands up in surrender.

"But I told you to behave.", I stated as I opened the vehicle sliding in.

"Yes you did. But where is the fun in that?", she rhetorically asked as she clicked her seatbelt shut and I revved the engine.

"And I don't tolerate disrespect ", she added.

"Where to?", she asked as I reversed out the parking lot.

"Get some food. I know a local spot that opens late.", I responded as I put the car in the drive and taking off.

Jordan's POV
"I'll only stay over if you take me home to get MY clothes. I don't want none a yo shirts to borrow. And besides I need my toothbrush among other essentials.", I stated with finality ending my point.

"You can either take it or leave it.", I stated glancing at him contemplating as he drove.

It was currently 1:40 AM and we just left the food spot with our take out. When he suggested I slept over one final time before my upcoming exams started.